The Island of Legend ((open))

[Kirklin MacDonald]

<sub>The waters were rough that morning. There would be no peace for sleeping among the crew. They would be awake for sure with the rocking of the ship. Many of them would be puking over the side as well. A delightful site for someone who enjoys other people's pain. A rather discouraging site for the Pirate Lord Kirklin MacDonald to see his crew so weak. He had hired the best of men to make this rather difficult journey and now, after finally arriving at their destination, all crew has gone coward. With a board sword at his side and his best dress clothes on, Kirklin MacDonald stepped ashore at Lighthouse Point. It was good to finally view the Island of Pirate Legend.

The sand was rather rocky where they had docked their ship. The anchor lay deep in the ocean holding them and his crew were all too sick to make a break for it. Those well enough to join him on shore had made for the nearby villages for food and drink and women. Kirklin was more interested in the Lighthouse. He had heard many rumours of the Lighthouse on the Island of Pirate Legend and he was so sure this Island was the place. He waved his crew off and pulled open the door of the Lighthouse. Inside was dark but with a quite flick of the lighter he had inherited from the last port he lit the torch on the wall. How typical that this place would still have torches instead of electricity.</sub>

[Cecilia Marcellus]

She had just been told she could stay within the amazons realms. So what was she going to do? try to stay out of there way and hair. Having been stranded here for two years, without knowing much she felt now as if she could safely explore. The lighthouse really didn't catch her attention till she saw a flicker of light appear within. Her curiousity getting the best of her, along with the fact that there was another ship. She didn't quite get that the ship was a pirate ship, in her mind it was a way off the island perhaps. Slowly creeping her way through the underbrush. Her dark skin mixing in well with the dark surroundings about her. Eyes lifting as she drew nearer the lighthouse.

Hair had grown out, which she had kept in dread locks. With small shells she had found on the beach within them. To keep them in place, though she still wore her head band that kept the sun off. She was petit yet strong built, clad in a pair of old blue jeans she had cut off into shorts. If one was to look the waist still could use some filling in, with her deep curves and strong abdominals that showed.

Her top consisting of a baby blue belly shirt that had been torn abit. From the use, and going through bush's that tugged at the material. Of course she had made her own makeshift bow and arrow, along with a spear. She wasn't as well equipt as some of the other amazons, but as she drew closer she could smell the scent of another....male...how she despised them with a passion. A low growl comeing from her that almost sounded animalistic to a extent, eyes narrowing slightly. It didn't take long till she circled the place slowly, hearing movement within.