The Pub of Remembrance

[Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon]

Rick came into the pub,not speaking at all.His dark,shaggy hair had been washed,and over his customary black boots and pants,he wore a white shirt and a dark coat.Kneeling before the small arrangement of items already in the room,he bowed his head,eyes closed.He didn't know if there was a God-if there was he most likely hated Rick for all the things he'd done in his line of work.But still Rick prayed to whoever there was right now.

He hadn't been in Port Dantes long-just long enough to confirm that no one there had seen Emma,and then he moved on to the next island in his search.

It was frightening to think that all the people he had seen there,the bartenders who he'd talked to,the merchants,the children in the streets,the young couples who had walked hand-in-hand down the avenues of the town were all gone.

On the ground,next to Emma's five red roses,he placed a single rose with a small scrap of parchment.On the paper was written a single word,seemingly in blood.

Remember...

He bit his lip as he remembered all the people he'd lost-most not at Port Dantes.The price of being a pirate could be high...bt not nearly so high as that of befriending pirates.

Or being related to one.He felt something warm on his cheek as he remembered his father.The captain had been harsh sometimes,but Rick had loved his father.He prayed that whatever God there might be would keep his father from Hell...he didn't really care what happened to him.

He stood,wiping the tear from his cheek,and saw Emma standing in the corner.He took your fand."Come on,Emma.Come sit with the others,have something to drink."He smiled softly at her."Drinks on me."

[David and Paul Lettleby]

Paul took in all the people coming to remember the people at Port Dantes. He still sat by Sarah, his arm around her and listening to Arien. He was deeply troubled at her story. " 'm sorry ye lost yer husband, Ma'am. Is there anythin' I can do te help?" He still had his hand around Sarah, but his eyes were firm and wanting to do something to ease the obvious discomfort Arien was feeling.

[Arien]

Arien smiled at him, “no sir, tis not can be done now, but tis kind of ye to offer, the sea is powerful when she be angry, and such a storm I had never seen...” she downed the rest of her rum and shook her head “tis over anyway, tis better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all...I treasure the memories of the years I had with him”

[Maria Maharet/Turner]

* As Maria awaoke from her deep wandering of her thoughts. She looked up to faces of torn emotions. As she got up from the table she walked over to Arien, who seemed to feel the worst.*

" 'ello dear anything I can do te ease yer pain??"

[Arien]

Arien smiled sadly, “there's not to be done for me lass, but thank ye kindly for asken, and my but this is a melancholy subject” she shakes her head and takes a swig of her rum “there must be more cheerful things happin to talk about..”

[Maria Maharet/Turner]

* Maria gave a tired sigh* " the ony cheerful memories 'ere lie within 'em. But they don't share a bi' o' 'em.

[Arien]

Arien takes anther swig of her rum, “aye and that be the truth lass, can i get ye a glass of rum, ye look to be in the same frame of mind as meself, and rum’s the only cure i know of for it”

[Maria Maharet/Turner]

" Oh I don't drink. Nor do I 'ave any memories nor loved ones from Port Dantes. I don't even 'ave memory of me own parents deaath too young te remeber. I lost all my memories at sea."

[Arien]

Arien nods and pours herself another rum “I don't know what's become of me parents I left home when I was but fourteen and never been back since, I probably shouldn't drink, but tis a comfort to me these days”

[Maria Maharet/Turner]

* Maria pats Arien on the back.* " You'll be fine dear."

[Arien]

Arien smiles, “oh yes it will all work out i am sure, life does go on, and life at sea is a good thing for the most part”

[Maria Maharet/Turner]

* Maria nodded to Arien then wet back to sitnext to Sarah* " So Sarah any good stories of your parents te tell?"

[Charlotte Minnows~Lotty~]

*Lotty enters the pub cheerfully and orders a drink. She seats herself at one of the tables and listens to a musician playing inthe corner*

[Hannah McKnight]

Hannah, having been taken captive by a rather ruthless band of cutthroat pirates, slowly makes her way into the Pub. Just by passing through the streets, she could see how much the town was in mourning. I wonder what happend... she mused silently. Fingering her torn and faded gown's neckline, she steps into the Pub, giving a nod of greeting to the doorman, and then heads to the bar.

"Oy, you! And ale..and make it swift, aye?"

Her voice was raspy and metalic sounding, as if she had not used it in a long while. And she spoke diffrently now...she was no longer that sweet, innocent oung lass who came in from London not too long ago. No, now...she was a pirate.

[Carrie "Longshanks" Barker]

*Carrie comes walking into the pub with a slight smile on her face. She says nothing but goes and sits at stool near the bar.* "Can I get me some of yer best rum?" *She questioned the bartender, the bartender noded and presented her with a full bottle of the sweet liquor.* "Ah! No drink is better than rum my friends."