[h1][center][color=silver] William "Harbinger" Augustus [/color][/center][/h1]
[sub][center][@Grec][/center][/sub]

William was sitting in a cargo-hold alone, thinking about the assignment he was about to receive from his masters. Only one word came out of his Umbra side the last time they "met" inside the pocket dimension the Umbra used to give him his orders. 

"Constantinople" and then he was expelled back into the real world. Moving through the taverns, he learned that Devils of the Deep's ship would be leaving towards Constantinople the next day and while he wasn't quite above killing everyone on the ship, he didn't received the orders to do so and he couldn't pilot a ship on his own so he choose another method. At night he changed into his Umbra form and hid inside the cargo-hold, only changing back to his Umbra form when the pirate crew would venture close to his hiding spot. 

After a few days, he heard the crew say that they were approaching Constantinople and he knew his torment of hiding like a rat was about to end. That is when the ship started rock away on the water and the sounds of battle could be heard from about. 

"[color=silver]It's time[/color]" William said with a grim smile and then went outside to protect his means of arriving to his destination.

He shadow-blinked outside and immediately took notice of the small army of zombies that was attacking the other ship and shook his head. Necromancy, like most other black magic, was a gift from the Umbra some time ago or so his Umbra-side told him when they first "met". 
The pirates barely took notice of him, preoccupied with the enemy crew as they were, but the enemy crew [i] did[/i] took notice of him. Two fanatics charged him and William without using his own weapons simply dodged one of them and threw the other into the sea. The other soon was upon him again and William shook his head.
[color=silver]"They never learn."[/color] muttered William. He dodged the fanatic again and then a sword appeared from nowhere at all and quickly proceeded into sticking the sword in the fanatic's back. 
The blood was simply absorbed by the sword and then it disappeared again into nothing. 

A bow appeared in William's hands and he started shooting arrows at every fanatic that he could set his eyes upon. Soon after the battle was done and someone brought the captain of the enemy ship to the pirates crew's captain. A few sailors surrounded him and brought him to the captain, he allowed himself to be taken and nodded in a gesture of respect to the captain. Demons and Umbra are both dark forces and William knew it was better not to anger the demon.
"[color=silver] Captain. [/color]" his voice was dark, strong and some of his latin accent still remained even after so much time.