Queen of the Sea (AP)

Destruction was swift. The skies over her world, Planet R, opened up, and, faster than an inferno, everything was swallowed up. Fire rained down and darkness spread rapidly. Dozens of strange creatures seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Faris and her crew tried to fight them, but everything they tried was mostly innefective.

“E’ryone, abandon ship! We need’a get out of here! I reckon this is an invasion from anoth’r world.” Her crew tried to plead with her, but she would have none of it. She even pushed some of her crew into the water, before diving in herself. She began to swim for the shore, but, there were even invaders in the water, and she soon found herself engulfed by darkness.

She floated along in the nothingness for what seemed like days. Periodically she heard a voice, or she thought she did, that kept telling her to fight, and not give up. She tried and tried, but there wasn’t much she could do, and eventually she closed her eyes. 

When she opened her eyes next, there was not darkness, but rather, she saw the moon hanging in the sky. She rubbed her eyes a few times to make sure she wasn’t dreaming, as she sat up. 

“Where th’hell am i?” She stood up, looking around at her surroundings. It seemed she had ended up in some sort of town, though it was not one she recognized. She exited the alley she woke up in, and she saw there were people around, and they did not seem hostile towards her, which gave her a sigh of relief. Off to the side, there was a giant sign that said ‘Traverse Town.’

“Hm. Traverse Town, eh? Ne’er ‘eard of it.” 

Her stomache growled, and her lips felt dry. “Mm..I hope this place has food I can digest.” She stood in the center of the district, and off to the side she saw what looked like a restaurant. She entered it, and sat down in a corner by herself, looking at the menu. It had all sorts of ‘normal’ food on it, but the part that caught her off guard was the price. “Munny?” She raised an eyebrow and shrugged it off, before ordering a steak and a glass of wine. 

She quietly ate, her eyes darting back and forth observing the other customers. When she finished she stood up, getting ready to leave, but was stopped by a waitress, who demanded she pay for her food.

“I dun’ ‘ave any of this ‘Munny’ you speak of! I only ‘ave Gil!” she opened a pouch at her side, pulling out a few Gil. The waitress shook her head, and called over a few bouncers. 

“Owww...m’head.” Faris groaned as she opened her eyes. She went to place her hands on the sand, but a sharp pain jolted through her entire body. Instead, she found herself having to use all her energy to at least flip over to her back. The sun was continuing to set over the ocean, and it looked serene, tranquil, the total opposite of what had happened a mere moments ago.

“Th’ f’ck did I fall for such a overused trick?” A single piece of driftwood had floated near her ship, with a girl clinging onto it. Normally, she would have just let the bastard float there and die, but, Faris noticed she wasn’t all that ugly, so she figured maybe she could turn her into a slave on the ship, and thusly rescued her. 

However, it turns out she was nothing but a distraction, and a small raiding party boarded her ship from behind. Her crew was able to fight off the raiding party, but the girl they had rescued had a small knife concealed on her, and she was able to stab Faris in the side and throw her overboard. As she fell towards the water, she saw the girl get her just desserts. She crashed into the water, hard, and blacked out. 

Willbreaker is the name Faris has given her sword. She is incredibly efficient at using it to acquire information she wants, or to break someone to compel them to submit to her whims. It is a Cutlass, with the name engraved on the blade in the equivalent of Japanese Romaji. The blade is made from obsidian,which gives it a blackish color, and causes it to be incredibly sharp. The hilt is protected by a solid gold handguard. The blade widens a bit towards the head,right about where the curve starts. It was definitely made to slash, and not to thrust or strike, though she can do both with it.