#piratecatte

"You shall drown in the deep."

It ended in drinks and a nap.

corruption arc

so. you got worse. and i'm not entirely sure i can blame you for it. maybe it was in you all along, hidden and waiting, or maybe someone planted it in you and watched it grow. either way, it's there now and you hold it in your fist like a second heart - this blood, this hunger, this thrill of having teeth and using them. perhaps you are right to. you are a mirror for the hardness of the world, and a mirror that we could all stand to look in more often. it's hard to watch the bleeding bring about more blood, but it is undeniable that you are very good at wounding.

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I cannot disagree. The Captain is... violent, vengful, and ruthless. She will be the kindest and gentlest of souls to those who are worthy of such. But if you take pleasure in others suffering, if you harm, and maim, and treat others like property. She will take pleasure in yours.

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Take the quiz here

The world doesn't need another hero. It needs another monster.

Rage, someone one said, is an effective anesthetic. Rage, however, is an efficient fuel as well. Kalina has been tainted by the dark since the day she was born. A blessing, or a curse, passed along from her mother. For as long as she remembers, from her first memories waking in a slaver's cell, to the day she broke free of her bonds, to the fighting in the end of days. Kalina's heard the voice.

On some days, it's a survival instinct. On others, its the demon on her shoulder telling her the most efficient means to kill. Sometimes its the cold reassurance that she's stronger than the pain she's suffering, but it's always there.

Ferus that's what it calls itself. A Warrior might call it her inner beast. A Dark Knight, her esteem. A Reaper might see it akin to an avatar. Whatever it is, its a constant pressure in the back of the Captain's mind, that might makes right. The ends justify the means. That killing those who would do evil is not a zero sum game. The ever present reminder that she is a monster, in a world that created her.

The Captain has been beaten. Stabbed. Burned. Shot. She's been abused in ways unkind and too unsavory to be described in pleasant company. And while she puts on the kind and dutiful façade of a Tavern Owner and a Captain of a ship behind her smile is a burning rage that has burned for thirty years.

And when that dam breaks, when that rage boils to the surface and explodes with all the might and fury of a hurricane you come to understand the epithets. The Black Cloud of the Rhotano Sea. The Sundering Storm. The Hurricane. She is a beast, she is a force of reckoning hell bent on grinding those who thrive on pain and misfortune into the foundations of a better tomorrow.