Alice , just Alice
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Im noone that knows everyone in town , i own a ship thets been passed dow im my family for ages. It's like treasure for all De Mari family members
We are known for the pirate blood that runs through our vains and a silvery blue eyes that lit up everytime we are near water , it's funny how all of us love shiny shit and the sea ... I guess once a pirat a pirate forever, not that i mind .
I remember being young and having my papa tell me stories about ancestors, ever since then i always connected piracy to freedom and bein carefree....
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