1702 P1; Shay Comet, Admiral of the fleet:

I begin in the middle of a story which will go down in history. August 20th, 1702. I was 22, the new century had just begun and our king wanted to bring a new era to this century. He wanted to use me as his best admiral for expanding his wealth. The mission brought me back to where i come from. Canada. He wanted me to extirpate my own folk.. the Native Indians. On the whole continent. He thought I'd know their mind better than anyone else in the kingdom. I accepted the mission but didn't even think about performing this job. No, that was enough. I was going to be a traitor... a freedom fighter... a.. Pirate. My whole fleet of 20 strong and fast ships with all the crew members always standing beside me and promised they'd follow me to death. Soon i will see who really will stay with me, or who stays with their king. I always was convinced my Commodore would stay with me, but the others i was curious about.
The plan was simple: I ordered my fleet to follow the course to Northwest (North America) and I was following the fleet on the Octavius, the flagship. Some hundred miles before we arrive, I wanted to change the course of the Octavius to North-Northwest, (Newfoundland) away from the king's fleet i was leading. I'd be hosting the pirate flag. My own pirate flag. Black background, white wolfhead in the right corner left besides a red feather. The trait will be obvious. The Octavius crew will know. The other ships of the fleet will find it out in this exact moment. Then it would become their decision what would happen. They'd have 3 choices: 1 following me on my pirate course 2 fighting against the traitor or 3 keep following the course i gave. I was ready for all the possibilities.



♥ Shay is mine