pirate crew, o

Channing had been raised on the high seas her entire life. She ran away to join a ship of pirates when she was seven years old, a rare female among a sea of men. She was hardened and at twenty-three, had bought herself a ship. A female captain? You bet. She could best just anyone in sword's play, a nasty and dirty fighter. She was arrogant though, and sometimes arrogance destroyed a ship. 

She was at the port in which she had bought the ship, her hands shaking slightly with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. She was supposed to find a crew. She stood up on a crate, and called out. "'Ey, I'm the captain of the Gold Lady, and I'm looking for a crew. I don't care 'bout yer past offenses, or ye' stupid quirks." More heads began to turn. "But ye' better understand that ye're taking orders from I." She pointed towards her chest with her thumb. "And I run a tight ship, and if ye' wanna get rich from plunderin' before them damn navy dogs catch up then join me." 

"Need a full crew, first mate, cooks, deck hands, any of you fuckin' asses could do."

@open come and join my pirate crew, this is the end of the pirate era. you are a pirate