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Cyra Leshwoode|Twenty-two
There Cyra was, planning running away from home. As crazy as it may seem, she was running away from a good life. She had enough food, water, and nice clothes. She actually had been raised by one of the wealthiest families in the town. Their family name floated around quite a bit in their little port town. Sure she still lived with her parents, but then again, she had nowhere to go until they ended up marrying her off. Her parents were traditional in that way; who wasn't these days? Her parents saw marriage as a way to get money off of their children, as well as a way to continue the family's bloodline.
It wasn't the marriage alone that Cyra was running from. Really, she just wanted to be away from her overprotective family. They saw her, as well as any woman fragile and delicate, rarely letting her outside without some kind of escort. This, of course, left Cyra to want more in life. It'd happen to anyone that had been locked up inside for basically their entire life.
Being separated from the outside world still had its positives. Cyra managed to be educated in literature, basic medicines, science, despite her religious parents, and basic math. Of course, she probably wasn't the most educated person ever, but she was probably smarter than some of the people that could just be pulled off of the street. She tried to beg her parents to let her go to some academy, but they refused to let her go. Most of her education ended by the time she was twenty.
Besides her education, Cyra spent a lot of time reading fictional stories. Often, they were filled with magic and grand adventures, as well as some romance here and there. Some of her favorites had to do with sailing in the ocean, off to some beautiful island or port. She always dreamed of being on those grand adventures, despite not knowing how unrealistic that may be. Even at her current age, she couldn't help but think of it.
Despite being stuck in her home, Cyra was allowed to freely walk around the garden. It was surrounded by walls, and a gate. She would occasionally climb up onto the wall to sit down. Of course, the people watching over her would let her do this. They'd catch her if they saw her trying to run away anyways. She knew this, so she would only climb up to the top of the wall. It was short enough for her to jump off of it without damage, but she still had to climb to see over it. It was the closest thing she had to the outside world, without being surrounded by guards.
Really, she was just sick of her life at home. Even as a little girl, she couldn't stand being locked up for too long. She manged to escape during the night when she was little, but she was caught pretty quickly. After that, she always had people guarding her room. Really, the only time she could ever manage to leave is if the guards slipped up.
Taking a deep breath, Cyra pulled a hood over her head. Tonight was the night. The night where the guards finally slipped up. They hadn't put anyone outside or nearby her window. It happened that the guards that were normally outside were too tired to stay. They hadn't slept in days, so who could blame them?
Cyra managed to scrap together some of her old clothing. She wore a simple pink dress, which was covered by a red hooded cloak, meant to keep her warm. She used to to try and conceal her identity. Sure, it probably wouldn't convince her parents, or anyone who actually knew her, but she looked different from far away. She still showed signs of being rich in her clothing. For now, she just hoped nobody would notice.
Fumbling with a small sack of money in her left hand, Cyra knew there was really no turning back once she ran. She was taking a lot of her family's money. Sure, they could survive without it, but she knew they'd be infuriated to figure out she took a huge dent of their money for herself. She knew if she spent this money wisely, she could go off somewhere far away from home. In fact, Cyra heard rumors of a pirate in town, who's next port was a few months boat ride away. Really, she only heard this because one of the guards was talking about it. He had been at the bar like he usual was, and saw this pirate multiple times. He overheard conversations about their next port, where they were going, and how long they were going to be there. Of course, all of this all intrigued Cyra. This meant that if she could run away, she might have a chance to convince the pirate to take her along the journey.
Deciding that it was now or never, Cyra headed over to her window. Before doing anything else, she tied the small sack of money she had to a makeshift belt, to ensure she wouldn't drop it. Silently, she opened it up, and climbed out. The window happened to be close to the floor, so there was no risk of her hitting the floor. As soon as she got out, she began spiriting to the back wall that surrounded her house. So far, nobody spotted her. Guards would've been seen by now if they saw her. Once she got to the wall, she started gripping onto the loose bricks in the wall, as well as vines, and managed to climb herself up over the wall. She sat there for a couple of seconds, catching her breath. She then dropped over the wall, landing on her feet.
Finally, she was free. Cyra began heading towards the main part of the town. Sure, she rarely ever got out, but she's been out enough to know where certain places are. Unable to keep her calm composure, a grin split across her face, and she practically sprinted into town. Once she got there, she could see some ships docked there, some looking like they were ready to go soon. Hopefully the pirate she heard of was still here. She needed to talk to him somehow. That, or at least find someone to help get her away from here. She didn't care what it would take, she would have to find a way to convince someone to take her away from town.
Soon, Cyra saw the bar that she heard the guard talking about. Gaining back her calm composure, she walked inside. Some of the people in there gave her an odd look. At first, it confused her, but she realized that it was odd to see some rich-looking girl inside of a common-folk's bar. Soon, she headed over to a table, almost feeling some people's eyes following her. Of course, it made her uncomfortable, but she ignored it. She sat down on one of the chairs, which was at a lone table. She scanned the room, looking at everyone. Sometimes she'd make eye contact with some of the people. The good thing was that none of them seemed to care enough that she was there. She knew the most she'd get from some people was a couple of dirty looks.
It took her a few minutes before she saw a large group of people, sitting at a table. Some of them seemed to have noticed her earlier, but none of them seemed to be looking at her now. She didn't notice any females in the group, but assumed that if there were any, they weren't at the table. She picked up some parts of their conversation. That's when she heard it; they were a group leaving port tonight. Of course, she wasn't sure if they were just sailors, or pirates. Although, the way most of them were dressed vaguely resembled the pirates in the books she read. Her thought was confirmed when she heard someone mutter something along the lines of 'pirates,' when one of them almost knocked someone else's table over by accident.
Soon, her eyes landed on a specific person in the group. He seemed to be sitting at the head of the table (At least what could be considered the head of a bar table), and seemed the most nicely dressed out of all of them. Soon, she decided that must of been their captain. Or, at least someone higher up. Somehow, she managed to make eye contact with him. Of course, he probably thought she was just staring at him. Soon, she stood up, heading over to the table with the group. She didn't care that it may seem odd that she was walking up to someone that she was staring at for a bit. She had a reason to talk to them anyways.
As soon as she got to the table, she rested her hands on one of the sides, leaning forward into the group. For now, she was just ignoring however anyone may be looking at her. Really, she didn't care at the moment. Clearing her throat, Cyra managed to say, "Excuse me, gentlemen." She paused for a bit, waiting till she was sure she had some of their attention before speaking again. "[color=white]Do you happen to be pirates?" she inquired. While she was confident with her thoughts that they were, she still just asked anyways. Of course, she knew they could just say 'no,' and have her move on. For now, she just wanted a response.
(Plot: My character is from a rich, overprotective family, who never let her out of the house without guards or an escort. After having to put up with this for her entire life, she finally manages to successfully run away. She ends up going to a bar, where she's heard rumors of a pirate captain, as well as his crew, who are staying for awhile at their port. She uses this as an opportunity, and goes looking for the captain at a local bar. She ends up finding your character, whether or not he's the pirate captain she's heard of. Your character is captain of a pirate crew, and is rather famous, as far as pirates go. My character convinces yours to take her to the next port, which is a couple of months away by boat. Whether or not your character believes the journey is safe or not is up to you. They leave the night my character convinces yours, and they soon set off to sail. It's up to us on where my character ends up on the ship, and if she has to do any work or not.
Your character decides to keep a close eye on my character, which causes them to talk quite a bit throughout the entire journey. They grow close, and eventually end up falling in love. Throughout this time, the ship faces many dangers, which can range from storms to other ships attacking. Of course, my character's family ends up searching for her, and end up hearing that she left with a pirate, specified as your character. They jump to conclusions, assuming that she was kidnapped. They end up leaving a bounty on your character, which spreads to other nearby ports, which leaves multiple ships off to try and find your character. Of course, they will end up encountering some of these ships in the future. What happens is up to us.)
*Please, try to be active. You don't have to post multiple times a day, or once every day, but don't post once every few weeks. (So, try to post at least once or twice a week, alright. <3) If you're going to be inactive for awhile, just tell me!
*Try to post two to three paragraphs as a minimum. I'm not asking for twenty paragraphs (but if you somehow find enough interest in this to do that, feel free to), but just try to post more than the minimum.
*You can cuss. You don't even have to censor it. (You can if you still want to, but I prefer cussing uncensored.)
*Yes, this is a gxb. I haven't made a specifically 'gxb' thread in months, or perhaps even a year, and I just felt like making it one.
*Please have your character somewhere close to my character's age. He doesn't have to be the exact age, or just a year older. I just don't want him to be some fifty-year-old man.
*Have fun. If you're not enjoying the roleplay, and you feel like you're forcing yourself to reply, then just stop roleplaying. I'd also appreciate it if you'd tell me too. I don't want to be expecting a reply and never getting one.
*Feel free to pitch in any ideas. Seriously, that'd be amazing if you did. <3
*Feel free to chat with me if you want to. I can tend to be a pretty chatty person.
A couple of notes before we start:
*I know the pirates in this roleplay aren't historically accurate. You don't have to tell me.
*I'd like there to be some kind of confession between the two for liking each other. It doesn't have to be anything big or spectacular, but I want it to be something a little special. (I'd also like to avoid cliches as well, but if we can't, we'll just embrace the cliche.) We can throw around a couple of ideas, or just make it up as we go.
*I'd seriously appreciate a fancypost for your character. If you can't make one, you can just use a template. If you really don't want to use one, I won't force you to either. It'd just be something that I'd be happy to see. <3
*I never specified a time period or a place for this to be in. If you have any specific ideas, tell me. <3
*Just jump in, please! You don't need to ask or anything. There's no form, but if you wan't to fill one out, that'd be great!
If you have and questions or concerns, just ask me.
