The [i]Ranger[/i] continued to sway, as it lightly groaned while making its way for the horizon, towards a sunset...

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Meanwhile, on that day's evening, a few leagues ahead of the pursuing ship, was a black-sailed vessel, accompanied by the roar of the wind, and a light groan of its wooden build. The thumping sounds of boots reverberated against the deck, as one of the men made their way towards the brig, just below the ship quarters. Making his way down, the dim lighting of the brig was slightly brightened by a sliver of outside light. With the keys given, he unlocked the cell that was holding the captain's prize: the girl he held captive from the night before. 

Opening the door with a creak, he looked at the figure across the barred cell. The face he made wasn't threatening, but with slight pity. "Miss?", he called softly to her. If she chose not to respond, he kept going. "My name is [url=https://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/black-sails/images/0/03/Meeksprofile.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150126052639]Meeks[/url]; I'm the quartermaster of the captain", he spoke with his English accent, as he took in the sight of the tarnished condition the girl was currently present in, from when she was taken the night before. 

"Our captain is requesting for your presence, and I've been ordered to take you to him", his speech was slightly nervous albeit softly direct, as if he was hesitant to commit harm. "Please, and no harm will come to you", he waited for her to comply.