Kent stretched as the boat landed, he was happy to be away from his Europe, it was boring there and only now did his last name really mean it He looked around, the people that took him here were strange, they all seemed on edge and carrying strange swords with them, when they saw ships they seemed like they wanted to kill everyone on it. He would have felt like a captive if there wasn't the few women one the boat, which also reassured him they weren't pirates, as most pirates would have raped any woman on there ship and killed them. He hated pirates, they ruined his days by making his old master angry. The old man would beat his wife and he would be used as a sex slave by more than one person, not to mention the abuse he got for refusing the wife or for adultery. The truth was he hated men in general. He sighed as he stopped stretching, now he was off the boat but this meant he needed to set up a place to sleep.