[color=708090]"Uggh.."[/color] Fujin groaned, running his hand through his messy hair as he paced onto the deck leading up to [i]The Valencia[/i], otherwise known as the pirate ship to which he was the first mate of. He rubbed the bags out of his eyes and lazily rested his right arm on the hilt of his katana sticking up out of its sheathe. As his mind started to speed up, he began thinking about what he was doing on the boat in the first place. King Avoir gave them a task that had something to do with the legendary Raven Queen's crown. It almost seemed too good to be true, at first he thought it was a joke. During his years as a vagabond, Fujin had heard many great stories about that crown and the powers what would be granted onto its wielder. Nevertheless, he was very skeptical of the whole ordeal considering it was based entirely on what could be a myth. If that's the only briefing they were given, perhaps there was an ulterior motive buried within this quest? Fujin continued to ponder, but was distracted by Captain Amia who was hoisted above the crew boarding the ship by a rope which looped around her foot as she yelled down at everyone to get settled into their quarters.

	[color=708090]"Aye aye.. capt'n"[/color] he responded sarcastically, smiling at Amia as he did so. As the wind picked up, the fresh scent of summer washed over Fujin's hair and ruffled his clothing in the breeze. He moved deeper into the ships corridors where he would find his sleeping quarters and unpack his things if need be. The floorboards creaked in agony as he stepped over them and made his way into his room, shutting the door with only a thin crack to look through. Fujin didn't have a whole lot on him at the time besides a few rations and other miscellaneous items that he set on the small desk beside his bed. He threw down his leather bag on his cotton mattress and watched it sink in. Fujin preferred to keep minimal items on his person including his water skin, gold coins, hempen rope, katana, and buckler shield. He survived a long time as a vagabond living off very minimal supplies and doing various jobs (some of which were criminal) with people from every settlement he passed through. It gave him enough money to eat that day, and that's all that mattered to him. 

	Reaching the deck, Fujin leaned against the hull and kissed his lips once. He took a swig of his water skin and wished it was booze. [color=708090][i]Today is going to be an interesting day..[/i][/color] he thought.