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who: dorian salazar & open!
where: the siren's nest
dorian had spent the last portion of the night alone, in his decadently decorated private room in the siren's nest. it was unusual for him to choose his own company, but tortuga was boiling over with all of the tension being confined to its shores that he needed to think, he needed to plan, he needed to keep control of the situation. the sea may have had its captains, but tortuga was his. he had to ensure it stayed that way, so it warranted time spent with the best mind he knew — his own. that was, until, a knock at the door came. he didn't recall making any arrangements for visitors, but these days there was far too much at stake for him not to heed a call. he padded his way to the door to open it for them. "look who it is." he took a step back to take them in fully. "what are you doing here?"
Zohra walked into the room with a presence. For the most part, she enjoyed spending the night at the Siren's Nest with no disruption. Tonight, though, she had the unpleasant experience of running into a Spanish Naval Sailor exiting near the entrance of The Siren's Nest. Luckily, Zohra knew how to blend or else she would have found herself with a necklace of rope.
She put one hand on the doorway and stared Dorian down. "I have a complaint to make" Zohra lifted her head and jutted her chin. "How is it that there are enemies insight of The Nest? Has money truly gotten that bad?"
mouth is pulled into a frown, eyebrows furrowed. she eyes the people going in and out of the establishment... if one could ever call it that. she's made it a mission to explore every place she could in tortuga... and that meant the pit as well. she sighs, looking at the person that has come up next to her. "do you really think this is needed?" shu asks, a slightly disgusted tone to her voice. she's trying to keep it out, but she's really never been a huge fan of all of this.
Zohra leaned back and enjoyed the fight. One person yelled, another placed their bets. Places like these were usually too noisy for Zohra's liking, but the thrill of the fight always brought her back.
"No, I've seen better fights on the streets" Zohra said curtly without elaboration. "It is more entertaining when fights happen spontaneously" The Pit was far to well organized.
their knees ache from the pew, but it is as familiar as the way it feels to claps their hands together in prayer. maya is no stranger to these walls, but it has been some time since their previous visit, and they wonder if god thinks that they’ve abandoned him. each confession is heavier than the last, but they feel lighter as they bless themself and maker their way along the aisles to push out into the sunshine, squinting as their eyes adjust to the sudden change, causing them to stumble into the form of another. eyes depthless in their darkness shift upward, apologetic and, frankly, embarrassed. “if i apologise, will you promise not to tell the tale of the pirate confessing their sins to the church they’re supposed to hate?”
Ishani wandered into the church. She had gotten off her shift at The Devil's Cask, but refused to go back to her home at a normal hour. Nobody would care if she was out for a few more hours. Especially since she was going to a place of worship.
"Of course I will" Ishani smiled softly to Maya. "I am well versed in keeping secrets" Everyone needed a place to confess, to lighten the load that came with living in Tortuga. Ishani was tempted to ask her to which ship she belonged to, lest their captain knew about their location.
"If you're supposed to hate this, why do you even chance coming?" Ishani had heard of pirates keeping secret altars when they're not allowed a place to worship.
starter : open || location : near the brimstone forge
Kaito walked as he lingered near the blacksmith as he waited for his swords to be ready. they needed a sharpening and other things so he took the opportunity while they were docked at Tortuga. it felt as if any all pirate crews and residents of the Isle decided to be outside today. he attributed to the weather or perhaps something was happening nearby. he continued walking until he crossed paths with another almost bumping with another. "is there something happening or why is everyone out to do?" he question aloud not even apologizing.
Ishani was on her way back from the Shambles with her supplies she was sent out to get. Passing by the Blacksmith, Ishani noticed a pirate with a few others crowded behind. Her day at the Devil's Cask had already proven busy, so it was no surprise to see the rest of the town bustling.
"Its a nice day" Ishani shrugged "May as well be out" She thought it could be attributed to the fact that the presence of any authority was lessened on the Island for whatever reason. "I would recommend you enjoy it"
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as she made her way through the shambles, leyla could not help but smirk at the looks she got thrown her way. some with distain, others with lust. they were the same to her and she had thick skin. the looks used to bother her but now she found it humorous. as she stood at a stall, she heard the other speak to her and turned to look at them. answering with a smile as she naturally fell into the conversation. "are you not allowed a moment to yourself at least? even in the craziness you should take the moment to breathe."
Ishani smiled and shrugged. "If I relax I may lose it" Truth was, Ishani did not technically have to work for her money, her husband was a British Officer! But she absolutely hated his company. This way, as a sever, Ishani could still fraternize with pirates.
"What about you? A Siren should take as many breaks as offered" Ishani checked back on her unlikely companion. "Dorian isn't working you too hard I hope"
he had seen that server before, and with the amount of people that were in the tavern, it almost surprised vidar that she bothered going to someone who didn't make any noise at all. they were people shouting and laughing, glass breaking and drinks spilling and yet the man who is smoking slowly is what caught her attention. vidar raised an eyebrow and nodded his head. "refill." he said quietly and giving her a coin for her trouble and the drink, if she was already here, might as well get another one.
Ishani grabbed the coin and the glass, but did not yet leave. Sure, there were plenty of other patrons vying for her attention among the background noise of the tavern, but there were more interesting things about.
"It costs no extra to be polite and say 'please'" Ishani smirked a bit. "Not even a nice 'hello' or 'may I have a refill?'" The former pirate was mostly teasing to get a reaction out of the one known as the voiceless. She planted a hand on her hip. "You are awfully quiet to be in a place so loud"
leyla lightly sang as she her way around the nest, a slight brush of her hand and a small smile on her face as she walked. enticing or alluring as she continued before she approached someone who looked at peace on the couch. "something violent? here? i do not think it would go over well if you hurt me or another one of Sirens." she said. "can't a girl come and ask how one is doing or is that prohibited?"
Zohra tightened her mouth into a line "I know who runs this town. I would never hurt a siren" Dorian and Zohra were on well enough terms, she did not dare to break that. She drummed her fingers on the arm of the chair. "Must you know how I am feeling?" Zohra was secretive in her nature, and telling a siren information that might be important later seemed unwise. "I came here to relax and for relations as I assume most patrons do" The reply was dismissive and did not reveal much.
"then piss off down the coast and leave me." she spat bitterly, scowling as she pressed the sharp of her blade into her finger. not hard enough to draw blood, no, rika knew the exact amount of pressure needed for that. just enough to give that pinch, to ease a little of her tension. it didn't work. "haven't you realised yet there is nowhere to go to be alone? can't get far enough away from any of the cunts. can't kill them either. i had a better time being marooned."
Zohra grumbled in agreement with the Redhand; this island as simply too crowded to find a decent place to sulk alone. Between the soldiers and the other pirates Tortuga was losing space fast.
"I bet we'd all prefer to be marooned then on this forsaken island" Zohra wrapped one hand around her legs and had her other in the sand. "We'd have more fun there than playing it safe in town"
Transformation daydreams, one might say, is where one could lose themselves. The mirage of unpredictably long days ⸻ days where the whale carcasses in the waves become misshapen graves. The sun grows hotter here, the heat a cruel and unforgiving reminder that he is still something he had once bitten into. The rotted pit of godhood. A boy who was given a knife and told to cut his own throat or the throat of another. He is too restless for a grave, too mean - hearted for a pyre. Like a sting that reddens with a welt, he is swollen with rage ⸻ always waiting to see the generous flash of bare skin before puncturing it. Zohra, being a newer addition to the crew, caused him to observe her closely. Not out of suspicion, but simply curiosity. Kiyoto liked to know what his people were made of ⸻ what caused them to flee from civilization and create their own country upon the sea. “ Is the rest of the crew treating you well? “ He murmurs this question half - attentive, eyes scan the area around them as he leads her through the marketplace. The stalls offer anything from food to arts to fabrics, a beautiful concoction of culture and necessity coming together. “ Choose whatever you'd like. Consider it a welcome aboard gift, eh? A little late I know … I’ve kept to my quarters for too long. “
Zohra had only joined the crew of the Raider's Revenge a few months ago. The captain of her previous ship had shown he had no honor for her values, so she moved onto the next ship that respected her.
The Chain's newness to her position may have made her stand out from the other crew on the Revenge, but there was always chances to integrate. "The crew has welcomed me, yes. Though I am not yet used to their antics" She left the sentence open ended. Zohra's mind always kept track of how she was received by the captain and crew, lest she enter a one sided deal.
That day, it seemed like Kiyoto was keen on getting to know her more. Guarded as she was, Zohra had to admit she started being more comfortable on the ship and around the crew. Her eyes fell upon the luxurious lilac silk, brushing her hand against the smooth fabric. "You know I have no use for these, captain" She said curtly. "I spend too much time tending to the brig for such fine things" Zohra had promised herself a life of leisure after she exacted her revenge. Maybe then she would allow herself such fine silk. "The prisoners you order me to take would only ruin anything bought here"
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Ishani had been sent out by the barkeep to the shambles. In the middle of the afternoon, the Devil's Cask had suddenly ran out of cheese.
She needed a break from the rowdy customers that inhabited the Devil's Cask anyway, so Ishani left to restock. Idly looking over the stalls, she seemed at a loss. Ishani had been forcefully bound to this town for the last two years, she chided herself as she should have known where the stall with the cheese was.
Ishani eventually found it, taking a sample from the plate. "They seem to have an endless appetite today" She said to a fellow customer "I should run back before anyone notices I'm gone. We are short staffed today"
Zohra lazily slung an arm over the couch by the window. She made sure to visit The Siren's Nest whenever she made port in Tortuga. Not only for the passion found in the Nest, but also for the safety.
There was not many place Zohra felt completely at peace, and for that the Nest was special to her.
She leaned her head over the arm and took in the fragrant incense. If her entire quest for vengeance ended successfully, Zohra would not mind asking Dorian if she could become a Siren.
Zohra heard footsteps approach her spot in the sun. "You have two seconds to move before I do something violent" She gracefully sat up and met eyes with the person approaching. "You are blocking my sun"
each whispering lap of the gentle waves against the shore was a vicious mockery. rika sat under the dock, dagger restlessly turning in her hands, as she watched the light of the moon catching the far horizon. the sea was calm that night, a far cry from the turmoil brewing inside of her. she wanted to scream, to curse the waves and the snares that awaited any pirate that dared to enter them, and tear this entire port to the ground with her savage bare hands. if there was one thing rika had no patience for it was... well, patience. keen ears picked up the soft shifting of sand underfoot behind her, and she scowled all the more, her gaze still fixed ahead. "clearly i look like i want to be disturbed." she growled, sarcasm dripping from every word. "fuck off."
Zohra walked along the docks with her eyes ever scanning the water. There were enemies of the Revenge everywhere, and Zohra had the bad luck to run into a few.
"You first. I was hoping for a moment alone" Zohra was irritated, but would always return Rika's exasperation back to her. Zohra sat next to her crewmate, watching her dagger spin. She watched the waves quietly. Was it in the air or was Tortuga three times as difficult as normal? Zohra's brig was empty and there were too many rival pirates out for her liking.
who: open to anybody (0/4)
where: the devil's cask
the place was filled with pirates and civilians alike drinking and celebrating, or some drinking for the hell of it. with all the tables occupied, vidar found himself at the back, standing near a window and staring at it, his eyes founding the sky and stars. a puff of smoke left his mouth after he took a breath from his cigar. despite the noisy tavern, he found himself deep in peace, that probably won't last for long. and it didn't, as someone chose this moment to stand next to him and vidar took his time, he wasn't going to talk first, if said person had something to say, they would say it, otherwise the two of them can stare out of that window together.
Ishani had trailed the pirates who were present at the Devil's Cask. She was always hoping for something about the sea she left behind.
Being a server at a notorious pirate tavern did not scratch her itch for adventure, but it kept Ishani safe from the death she was promised.
She spotted the Captain on the Harbinger by the window. He seemed dangerous and a perfect cure for Ishani's boredom. Ishani's eyes immediately went to the used glass on the table beside him. Approaching, she stood next to him.
"Is this yours?" Ishani asked with the polite tone one uses for customers. "Are you finished? I can take it for you"
[aiysha hart, cis woman, thirty-five, she/her ] for the crimes of piracy ZOHRA FADEL / TIAMAT is hereby wanted. those who surrender them dead or alive to the crown will receive ONE-HUNDERED AND FIFTY pounds. they’re famously known to be part of the RAIDER’S REVENGE as their CHAIN. before engaging be warned as they can be OVERPOWERING and DANGEROUS, but if you’re lucky they’ll be INTELLIGENT and GRACEFUL. legends say that when you speak their name you’re reminded of A DEEP, ABYSAL FEELING OF REVENGE, BETRAYAL THAT LEFT A HEART OF ICE, AND GRACEFUL, QUIET, ANGER.
basics
Name: Zohra Fadel
Faceclaim: Aiysha Hart
Pronouns: She/her
Sexuality: Bisexual
Position on ship: Chain on the Raider's Revenge
Appearance
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown with gold flecks
Tattoos: A dragon across her spine
Scars: five across her left arm
Biography
Zohra Fadel was originally a gentle girl, that is, until privateers came through and raided her town.
With her family dead she swore revenge against those that sail the seas for gold.
She couldn't join the Crown on their hunt, so she moved through Tortuga by herself. Finding her way through blood. Eventually, she teamed up with some of the crew from the Harbinger trying to hunt these privateers down. But in just a few nights, Zohra allegedly saw the captain of the Harbringer lie and try to take the crew of the Revenge. Feeling betrayed that the one pirate she managed to find peace with tried to steal people from a rival crew. She snuck out that night, coming to the realization that she may have been seen as disposable if the tides were turned.
It wasn't long until she ran into the captain of the Raider's Revenge. Zohra fought them at first for being a pirate, until they struck a deal. Zohra can travel with the Raider's Revenge in hunt for those that killed her family and get back at the Harbringer's crew, as long as she finds something useful to do on the Revenge.
She took a liking to taking and tending the prisoners that found themselves on the Revenge. It gave her the chance to look over their faces for those she resented. One day, she will exact her vengeance. And with any hope the rest of the Raider's Revenge will be on her side.
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[ freida pinto, cis woman, fourty-one, she/her ] is that tortuga’s very own ISHANI DARCY? the SERVER at THE DEVIL’S CASK has been around the island for FOUR YEARS, and they remind us of OLD SALT TANGLED IN A BRAID, THE BINDS OF THE LAW WRAPPED AROUND YOU, and FAINT MEMORIES OF FREEDOM. people say they’re CONFIDENTIAL and REVERENT but we’ve heard they can be VISCIOUS and TRAITOROUS too. rumour would have it that they have a POSITIVE view on pirates, but one thing’s for sure—they’d better get used to them.
basics.
name: Ishani Darcy
age: 41
gender & pronouns: cis woman, she/her
sexuality: heterosexual
positinon: Server at the Devil's Cask
appearance.
faceclaim: Frieda Pinto
hair: black
eyes: brown
tattoos: none
scars: at least one.
biography.
Ever since she was young, Ishani yearned for adventure. Eventually, that led her to joining a pirate crew in her teens instead of leading the life of a normal girl.
For years, she sailed the sea as a pirate. Ishani killed and stole and partied her way across the ocean.
That is, until tragedy struck.
The British came for revenge. It wasn't long before Ishani was captured and imprisoned.
Ishani was given a choice: marry and return to a normal life, or face the hangman's noose.
She married a British officer and took his last name. Currently, she works at the Devil's Cask as a server mostly to keep herself entertained and away from trouble. That doesn't keep her from fraternizing with pirates anyway. Maybe someday she'll return to piracy, if she can figure a way to escape death.
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