...Ten years from today...
"FLOWE GET UP!" That was the screaming voice of the deck captain of the ship. "ALL YOU SCUM GET UP OR I'LL HAVE YOUR HEADS!" Everyone stood to attention, even drake. There was one point when drake helped add to the crime in Imperia. He worked as a thug for a crooked ship captain. "Now we are docking soon, get ready to set up, oh and tonight will be a little diffrent, I got something else planned." About an hour went by and they were docked. They moved the normal boxes to the same old vendors. Then the captain told them to move to the ship. "Now hit the streets and loot any small buildings near the pier. If you don't you bee food for the fish. Now take anyhting that worth money. GO!" Drake and his crew hit the streets. Loot and looted some more. "Drake watch you back, the shore patrol is gonna come grab whatever!" Yelled one of the guys running back to the ship with a handful of junk. Drake ran into the nearest building and grabed old wine bottles and some old beat up head gear from a old elf that lives there. He didn't even come out, simply just locked his bedroom door. Drake made it back to the ship. He seen his crew members hurt women and children...He was scared. The captain tehn gave them a Signet of Loyalty, proof they will do anything for him. The proof hes in the gang.
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