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[Since the Avatar Arena likes to screw me over with the thousand character limit... I decided to put my full description here (since I hate having to butcher my writing work without giving those who are interested the chance to read my better version.) So enjoy.]

The seas roughly pushed the ship side to side. The salty water slamming into the wood without a shred of mercy. Most of the men on the Seascale held their ground as they struggled to safely steer the ship towards the small island ahead, careful to weave around the jagged rocks hidden under the angry blue. As the crew fought with the sea, he stood on the serpent-like head at the tip of the ship, his arms crossed behind his back, and the cold blue eyes under his helmet glared straight ahead as his water resistant fur swayed in the damp wind.

" 'tis insane," one man yelled under the heavy rain storm as he pulled on the rope. "We be riskin' our lives fer a booty that might nah be here, on a island nobody has returned from, bein' led by a sprog in a costume! I should 'ave ne'er boarded this ship!" Other crew members on the ship quickly backed away from the man, who looked around in confusion. "Wha' be wit' ye scallywags?"

He soon got his answer as he looked down, the young captain of the ship swaying his tail, before lashing it out and wrapping it around the man's throat. "'tis true, even fer me kind I be young, but I 'ave lived long enough t' know wha' I be doin'," he hissed as he dropped th' scallywag. "Either follow me lead t' riches, or be tossed off board as feed t' me cousins, 'n they be nah as kind as I be" he called out as he walked back to his spot while other crew members helped picked the coughing and hacking new crew member up and carried him below.

As he stood there, he could almost taste it, his sensitive taste and smell picking up on his target, somewhere hidden within the island ahead. One crew member, looking slightly more refined than the others, walked up and stood behind his captain. "It's there," he muttered, his accent drastically changed. "When we take this treasure... None of us will have to be thieve of the sea again... Our dream becomes reality here." The humanoid captain turned his head slightly, to look at the man behind him. "I can just taste it..."