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[center][b][color=B22222]Location:[/color][/b] Docks – Port of Tortuga

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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6CCcTClgYE][color=B22222]- [I]"Go To War" by Nothing More[/I][/color][/url]
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	Edgard's head tilted to the side as he looked down at Alisanne. His stormy blue eyes darkened and narrowed slightly. Was she enjoying this, his utter torment? Well, she always did like a little insanity and to live at the eye of his storm. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear, with a slight growl to his voice, [color=B22222]"You are lucky I love you because you are really starting to piss me off."[/color] The corner of his mouth twitched as he pulled away. Her amusement annoyed him, and yet he found that he could never truly be angry with her when she was just being her evil self. No, he found it too damn attractive. Surely, she would be his downfall. 

	His gaze followed Alisanne's to the brown skinned woman nearby. The woman was watching them, or [I]him[/I] with a seemingly emotionless gaze. Could she see Alisanne too? Whatever, he didn't care. He started to turn away but then his curiosity got the better of him. He actually cared more than he would like to attempt even to himself. [color=B22222]"What are you staring at?"[/color] he spat irritably at the woman. That certainly wasn't the proper way to get information, but he wasn't really in the mood to sit down to have little chat. He wanted answers [I]NOW[/I]. 
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[center][b][color=66CDAA]Location:[/color][/b] Beach --> Cavern under the lake (Devil's Triangle)

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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXzDu071RdQ][color=66CDAA]- [I]"Broken Crown" by Mumford & Sons[/I][/color][/url]
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	Sirena drank in her foreign surroundings with her inquisitive blue eyed gaze. Her overall demeanor was relaxed as a small smile graced her features. She watched as the tide rolled in to crash onto the sandy beach with a spray of sea foam before receding. Further inland she saw a dense jungle, which was likely filled to the brim with wildlife. What treasures laid within these sands and waters? What adventures laid in wait? Surely, the afterlife was filled with endless adventures, the first of which was calling out to her. Perhaps she would think differently if she knew that it was that godforsaken flask that was drawing her in. Everything, even life and death, seemed to be hinged on it.

	She walked forward, following a path in the beach that would lead her to that which called for her. Her brows furrowed the slightest bit at the odd sensations that walking on the sand elicited. One minute she could feel it as it shifted under her feet and the next it seemingly fazed through her. It was like she was a ghost, trapped between the world of the living and the world of the dead. Regardless, she continued onward unfazed by the notion. Eventually, she came upon a precipice overlooking a lake. She oddly felt compelled to jump, to dive into its depths. So she did. She took a swan dive off the ledge and into the waters below. The water seemed to rush up to meet her, and as she passed through it, she was chilled to the very bone. She fell down and down until she ended up in a cavern beneath the lake itself, and soon enough her feet finally touched solid ground. 

	Before her are a multitude of people, all seemingly hovering around something. She can't see the flask due to all the bodies blocking it, but she could feel its call stronger than ever. She walked forward as her gaze took in the people, even picking out some vaguely familiar faces, like those of Édouard's crew. She was not really shocked, relieved, or upset by the presence of others. She was just more or less indifferent, at least that was until she practically ran into Édouard of all people. Her gaze trailed up his body, and her blue eyes widened as they landed on his face. [I]Bloody hell,[/I] she thought. It donned on her after a moment of staring that the fact that he was here at all meant he was also dead. Was it wrong that she held a certain amount of satisfaction at the thought? A devious smirk replaced her once shocked features. [color=66CDAA]"It seems you ultimately got what was coming to you,"[/color] she teased. She gave him a sly wink before turning away from him to figure out what everyone was staring at.