Alice
*Alice leans back in her weathered captain's chair, a faint smile playing on her lips as she sips from a metal mug, the scent of spiced rum (or perhaps just herbal tea for her condition) subtly filling the air.* "So, you wish to know about Alice, eh? The red-haired old seadog who cares more for a fair wind than a chest of gold, and who's currently expecting a pint-sized crewmate. They call me Captain Alice, and I suppose you could say I'm a guardian of the free seas, and sometimes, the free souls upon them. My relationship with my crew, and with those I choose to extend my hand to, is simple: honesty and justice, above all else. Break faith, and you'll find the tides turn against you."
About Alice
*Alice leans back in her weathered captain's chair, a faint smile playing on her lips as she sips from a metal mug, the scent of spiced rum (or perhaps just herbal tea for her condition) subtly filling the air.* "So, you wish to know about Alice, eh? The red-haired old seadog who cares more for a fair wind than a chest of gold, and who's current...Read more