Did you know that Anne Bonny and Mary Read are the most badass female characters ever? Like wow such amaze much awesome very pirate
ANNyyyway. AC4 has touched my heart so much at the end. Like ugh. So deep. I shed a few tears.
Another anyway, I've become obsessed with AC multiplayer, especially Wolfpack, so if anyone wants to play with me on PS3, I gladly oblige ^_^
As you might've been able to tell from this chapter, titles of this story will be lines of The Parting Glass, although not necessary relevant to the chapter contents. ♥
(slight changes to what happens in the game, although nothing important)
Those who are planning to read Black Flag by Oliver Bowden and would like to not be spoiled of any of its content are permitted to skip dialogue after Edward and Reader's crew recruitment. Basically, I was just writing a little about Edward's life before and during his years of privateering (yes, different from piracy). Unless you don't mind minor spoilers. XD ♥
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Just you. HHAahHAHahahHAHhhHHHHHAHAAHAHHhHHaAHhah.
"... Excuse me?" You said, mouth agape. Your eyes were locked with his, staring at him with complete and utter disbelief.
His lips formed a slight smirk in determination. "I'm looking for something called the Obs-"
You cut him off. "Wait. You can't expect me to do something like that. What of my crew?"
Your ship and crew were most important to you, and it would be hard even lasting a day in their absence. You gazed past his shoulder, eyes wandering all over until they met your ship, which was docked along the pier, currently being repaired. You watched for a short period the harbormaster's workers climb up the ratlines to the main mast, replacing tattered canvas with bone white sheets. Others, hanging off the hull, were replacing splintered wood with new planks- mainly the port side of your vessel, for that was the side facing the Jackdaw most of the battle. While the workers were repairing your ship, you couldn't help but notice and smile at the fact that your crew was also toiling, scrubbing the decks- both main and quarter- and rigging the ropes to the main and fore sails.
"You have a well-trusted quartermaster, do you not?," asked Edward, interrupting you from your stupor. You disliked how he assumed that your quartermaster was worthy enough to take up the wheel of the Belladonna. It's not that you didn't trust Bellamy (of course not, for he had saved your hide more than you could ever hope to repay his services), but you still abhorred the thought of leaving your ship and crew. Edward's quartermaster, Adéwalé, took a seat beside him and exchanged nods. He listened to your conversation with Edward, already knowing what it was he was asking.
"Of course I do," said you, "but I'm still against the whole idea. What's in it for me?" Your question was firm, expressing how serious you were. If you were to waste a year of your life doing something that will not benefit you in any way would do just that. There would be no gain, no more money or material than what you would normally plunder- thus, not worth your time.
"Like I was saying before," said he, "there is a place somewhere called The Observatory. I can guarantee wealth and fortune if the two of us were to discover such a place."
You still were unconvinced, furrowing your brows and tilting your head a bit to the left. "And what exactly is this 'Observatory'?"
"All these questions..." He murmured. You folded your arms as he continued, "All you need to know is that you will surely benefit from this, you have my word. If we were to discover such a place, and sell the information... You'd make more money than you would one year's worth of piracy."
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Assassin's Creed IV: Priceless Plunder
Fanfiction[Reader x Edward Kenway] 1715- during the Golden Age of Piracy. Ships like Spanish and British schooners and frigates hold priceless plunder- plunder that the pirates of the Caribbean Sea would risk everything for, all in the name of booty. You are...