Sail On!: Chapter 1

Every single man and woman gather stared in one mouthed awe, all eyes in the small crowd locked on the young man seated on the small table as the old man collapsed next to him. In all their years they had never seen anything like this, as isolated and small as their village was, they never had many outside visitors, much less pirates like the young man who had so caught their attention.

Letting out a loud guffaw, he picked up the plate of food the old man, the owner of the small restaurant they were all in, had placed in front of him. The plate was the last of the food in the restaurant, and the old man and his children had been cooking non stop for almost two hours to keep feeding the young man. As the young man slammed the empty plate down onto the plate, a loud bang sounded from behind the crash at the same instance, making everyone jump.

At the entrance to the restaurant a group of rough looking men was seen standing, armed with guns, swords, cudgels and worse, they were a rather intimidating looking lot. A tall man, standing at the head of the group and probably the leader, lead the group into the restaurant and slopped down at a table, the others settling down in tables around his.

"Well, well, well," he said into the silence that had descended in the restaurant, "looks like everyones here. Good, good, makes it easier for us to collect our gifts."