…my Christmas Eve was ruined!
365 DAYS, 365 POSTS #4
The Adventures of Captain Flame #1
Oriana O’Dell, known to the general public as Captain Flame, renowned pirate and captain of the Sea Dragon, was on her way to a business meeting with Captain Renaldo Lucasi, once known as Captain “Black Lukas” Storm, but these last 15 years known as a wealthy trader, patron of the arts and highly desirable bachelor pursued by many ladies in this fair city of Diamond Bay.
He was also both a buyer/distributor of stolen goods and a scholar of all things mystical and magical. Flame had known him all her life, seeing as how he was a dear friend of her parents, themselves retired pirates. “Uncle Luke” was, she hoped, going to not only buy a load of Dwarven made armor and weapons she and her crew had recently liberated, but shed some light on a highly magical figurine that her Quartermaster, Francisco Zappa, had found among a chest full of jewelry. The three inch high primitive carving of a nude man fairly hummed with magical energy, but even though she herself was an Eldritch Knight, she had learned nothing from it or her few books on magical artifacts. Short of going far inland to the College of Mages, Uncle Luke was her best bet.
When she arrived at the gate of his villa, a muscled up young fellow stopped her.
“Hold up, miss. This is the villa of Captain Lucasi and only invited persons may enter. Your name, please.”
She smiled at him and said, “Oriana O’Dell, here to see the captain on important business.”
The guard smiled a bored smile and looked at the notice board on the wall. “Sorry, miss, but I see no Oriana O’Dell here. Of course, it could be that you were meant to come in using the back entry.”
The intimation was clear. Her red hair, youthful body and fashionable dress made him think that, since she was not on the guest list, she was a prostitute. This made her blood boil.
“Listen to me, lad. I’m to be a guest of the Captain Lucasi tonight, so you just get a message up to the house so they can correct this error and I can get inside.”
A scowl set on the guard’s face and he stepped up very near her.
“Now you look, missy. I’m an ex-pirate and I will have none of your bitchy talk. You get your redheaded ass around back or I’ll show you how a pirate deals with your kind.”
Flame stepped up until she was inches from his face. Being as how they were both over 6 feet tall, this put them eye to eye.
“No, you listen to me, you muscle brained son of a whore. I know all about pirates. I was born to pirates, raised by pirates, schooled by pirates and I command pirates. I have eaten and drunk with pirates, fought with pirates, partied with pirates, fucked pirates, loved pirates, broken the hearts of pirates, helped pirates, raided with pirates and on occasion even killed pirates. I’ve sailed every sea on this planet and raided more ships than you’ve had hot meals. I’m wanted by a dozen governments and I’m a friend to oppressed folk everywhere. I’m a pirate captain, an Eldritch Knight and the woman who will fry you like a smelt and use your scrotum as a coin purse. My name is Captain Flame. Now, am I getting in or not?”
The guard was afraid to move, seeing as how one of her hands was raised near his face and on fire while the other held a rapier that she had not possessed a moment ago tight against his crotch.
“C-C-Captain Flame? Umm…yes ma’am, you are on the list. S-Step right in, Captain.”
She willed her rapier back to her cabin on the Sea Dragon and shut down the Flame Blast spell. As she passed through the gate, she turned to the guard, who looked as though he might collapse at any moment.
“I know you were just doing your job, mate, but you should think very carefully when making any assumptions about a woman. The next one may not be as sweet tempered as I am.”
She then proceeded up the drive to the villa.
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