'Tis Better to be Feared

[Grayzers]

She had to use both hands as she gripped her sword, the blade pointwd downwards as she blocked his blow. The metal made a terrible noise as she tried to shove his sword away

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis danced away, his bare feet smacking the wooden deck. "So, you're the famous female captain," he said. There was nothing taunting in his voice, but he did sound amused.

[Grayzers]

"I wouldnt say famous. I don't have any adoring patrons." She replied, eyebrows furrowing as she kept her guard up

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Infamous, then," Travis said. "I have to say, I've always wanted to see which rumors were true."

[Grayzers]

"And what rumors have you heard?" She asked, adjusting her grip on her sword, glancing about to make sure they were alone.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Good and bad," Travis said thoughtfully. "Usually in the extreme for both. Some say you compensate for being a woman by being fearless and merciless, others say it's a façade. That you just hide behind your crew."

[Grayzers]

She snorted, "My crew are loyal men and they are rewarded greatly for their bravery. Whoever you heard those rumors from, they probably lost to me." She replied, getting angry again. Her head whipped to the side as she heard fearful hollers from her men. They were losing. Her eyes widened. She had to get this b@stard off her ship and get her men to safety.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

While she was momentarily distracted, Travis attacked. He slashed at her sword hand, intending to disarm her.

[Grayzers]

Her eyes widened further as it was slapped from her hand, but she didnt miss a beat. She rounded on him, punching him right in the throat and hoping to cut off his air for a few moments so she could get her sword back

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis staggered when he realized he couldn't get any breath in. Instead of trying to breath, though, he focused on kicking her sword across the deck and then backing her against the side of the ship. The next breath he took barely got any oxygen into his lungs, and he started to feel lightheaded.

[Grayzers]

She snarled as her back pressed against the wooden railing. She watched him though, waiting for the right moment to strike. She'd gotten in a good hit, and she could tell it was making him weak.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"'Eh, Trav!" someone shouted from the other ship. "You look a little pale there, mate." Another man laughed and then the first man jumped over their ship. He took Travis's place, allowing him to stagger toward the railing--a good five feet away from Adrielle--and use it to support himself. A second later, Captain Nathan Coldbane strode up.

[Grayzers]

Arielle 's teeth were gritted, the palms of her hands against the railing. She glared at the captain, hatred burning inside those pretty eyes.

[Grayzers]

(Wanted to add on lol)

"I suppose now you want to talk terms of surrender." She growled.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Terms?" Nathan said. "I believe you are disarmed and at the mercy of my men. You have nothing to bargain with."

[Grayzers]

"I do though." She replied, eyes remaining on him. "I have alot to bargain with." She said

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nathan raised his eyebrows. "Oh? Do share."

[Grayzers]

She swallowed, glancing at the man with the sword. "Im on my way to the fountain of youth. I have a map. But it's not your usual map. It's a puzzle. If you let my crew free, you can follow us there." She said.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Interest lit up Nathan's face. "The Fountain of Youth?" He smiled and then shook his head slightly. "I'll let your crew go, but you won't be with them. You will remain on my ship and lead us there."

[Grayzers]

She narrowed her eyes, "I am /not/ leaving my ship." She growled.