Assassin's Creed IV: Priceless Plunder

3. I Had Spent It In Good Company

A/N: Thankfully, I have finally decided to update my phone, thus having the WattPad update where I can use bold and italics on mobile. XD Now I can write more~ :3

I know, I know. A lot of my sentences can be very wordy, such as phrases like "that of", "as if", "as to". For instance, "as if" could easily be replaced with "like".

He nodded slowly, as if he was confused.

He nodded slowly, like he was confused.

I mean, there is somewhat of a difference. But the point is, the way I write is kinda to make it seem more... historical? Very hard to explain. Don't yell at me pwease >_<

<haven't edited yet, apologies for typos and/or mistakes>

The sun was on the horizon of the sea, illuminating the blue, saltine waters with tints of warm colors. Occasional men-o'-war and crimson sailed frigates passing in the distance, presumably searching for wanted pirates to destroy. You cared not about the men-o'-war, for the waters off the coast of Nassau were too shallow for such ships, and they knew better than to get into conflict and battle in an area full of civilians. At least, naval conflict.

"Edward, we better get going," said you, climbing down the ratlines. "The men-o'-war and frigates out there... I don't care so much for the former, but the latter can easily dock here. They're capable of sword battle just as they are shooting their broadsides."

He looked out towards sea and nodded. It didn't even require a scope for him to be able to tell.

"Men, rig the sails! We're heading for Kingston!" he commanded, heading towards quarterdeck and his wheel.

"Kingston?" asked you, following him.

"Your ship? Don't you want your uncle to take care of her? You'll need me to escort you back after you drop 'er off."

"Ah, that's right," said you, "I'll captain my ship and follow you. Go ahead and release your sails now."

As Edward commanded his men for full sail, you leapt off his hull and made your way towards your own, crossing the gangplank and then reaching the poop-deck.

You tightly grasped the newly furnished wheel of your vessel, shouting, "Give me full sail, men!"

"Red-sailed frigates sailing from port bow, Cap'n!"

"I know, I know. Let's try to avoid them," you said, as the Jackdaw began leaving the coast of Nassau, you following behind. "We're out of their line of sight for now, but ponder and wait longer and we'll end up a couple planks floating in the seas."

"Cap-"

"Take the wheel for me, Bellamy. I need to tell Edward something. Won't take long, I promise. Then shall I speak to you." He took the wheel and you shortly nodded. "Can you sail up to the Jackdaw's side? It'll make it just a bit easier for me to board."

As he did so, you made your way to the port-side of the ship, watching as your ship closed up towards Edwards' until they were adjacent.

You tipped your tricorne to your fellow crew hands and then grasped the swinging rope firmly, giving a strong tug to assure that it was durable. You then swung across easily, a custom you had quickly gotten used to during your years as a pirate. Well, you were still a pirate. There were probably a couple hundred more swings before you decided to quit and settle. If you even consider it.

At the helm of his ship, you had landed with ease, your experience of a sea-dog evident.Edward had noticed your presence and turned his head towards you, nodding slowly, as if he was uncertain as to why you were not manning your ship.