[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.org/pmms6jjdb/e97603c96b0463c7cd7af20a4ccf9add.png[/img][hr][img]https://s13.postimg.org/me7z0wpnr/giphy.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@mnkee][hr][h3][color=#0099cc][b]The Caribbean: April 9th, 1719 - 4:59 PM Local Time[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][h1][color=#0099cc]Harlianne James[/color][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.org/4cz5vtl3z/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=#0099cc][b]Location[/b][/color]: Port of Tortuga Docks[/center][hr][hr]	The kraken tossed the remnants of the [i]Styx[/i] aside, sending a near shower of people falling down into the water. The entire crew that had remained on the [i]Styx[/i] hit the water like pebbles, sinking quickly beneath the water. An eerie calm settled on the surface until it was broken by a bare hand. A moment later, a woman emerged in a now ragged and tattered dress. It was impossible for anyone to identify her from this distance - but she seemed to have been the only survivor of the [i]Styx.[/i] She then began to quickly make her way towards the docks, swimming as fast as she could to avoid another bout with the kraken.

	[color=#0099cc]"OI! THAT'S MY SHIP!"[/color] Harlianne exclaimed, seeing a figure board [i]the Bellona.[/i] The tentacles of the kraken dragged her underneath the surface of the water before she could ascertain who the intruder was. She had stolen that ship fair and square - she wasn't about to let someone else take [i]the Bellona[/i] from her. She opened her eyes underneath the waves, looking around madly as the tentacle continued to pull her downwards. If she didn't act quickly, she'd drown. She grabbed her cutlass, thankful that she hadn't left it on the deck of her ship, and began slashing about at the tentacle. 

	Yet the kraken wasn't as dumb a creature as it appeared. It wrapped another tentacle around her neck, intending to keep the pirate from causing too much more damage. Had she not had only precious little air left in her lungs, Harlianne would have laughed. It was attempting to strangle her underwater. It was a bit much, wasn't it? She drove her cutlass down again, attempting to pierce the tentacle around her ankle. She hit true and the kraken loosened its grip on her, allowing her to swim up to the surface once more. 

	As for Edgard, he has a clear shot. The kraken's head has just emerged above the surface of the water. However, this window of opportunity won't remain there for long. And there is still no sign of Alisanne in the water.[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#cc6699]Édouard Riviere[/color] & [color=f7976a]Aravis Zacharia[/color][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.org/56gv93pdr/edara.gif[/img][hr][color=#cc6699][b]Location[/b][/color]: the Misty Mire - Port of Tortuga[/center][hr][hr]	Millicent's second spell was accompanied with a second curse. Each time she cast magic, she was given a choice - who paid the price? Yet on this occasion, as the dark light shot up into the sky and fell down once more near the docks, its target was already near death. The target simply lost the light in her eyes and let go, her body beginning to drift gently towards the bottom of the ocean. And in exchange for her death, new life was granted to those spirits. They were restored to their bodies - well, all except for one. 

	The damage to Sirena's body was too much. It would require another act of magic or the skillful hand of a surgeon for her to be able to inhabit it once more. Her head was detached from her body - she'd simply die again if sent back into it. Yet for Elissa, Édouard, Anastasia, and the others - they were alive once more. They were no longer bound to the flask and its powers.	

	[color=f7976a]"Elissa!"[/color] Aravis exclaimed, kneeling down by her friend. She felt Elissa's pulse and knew that she was alive once more. She grinned, though a few tears slid down her face. [color=f7976a]"Perhaps it would be best if we left Tortuga - maybe we can go to Naussau,"[/color] Aravis suggested. It had been a safe haven for pirates up until about a year ago. Yet with the ruins Tortuga was in, there weren't very many safe havens left. [color=f7976a]"Or perhaps the Americas."[/color] It was obvious how relieved she felt to have her friend back once more.

	Édouard, meanwhile, couldn't help but feel confused. One moment ago, he was standing. And the next, he was on the ground. He felt his face, before noticing that he felt a bit lighter - as if he had been freed from something. [color=#cc6699]"Très bien!"[/color] he exclaimed before clapping his hands as he hopped to his feet. He then went over to Millicent and pulled her in for a quick kiss. [color=#cc6699]"Merci beaucoup!"[/color] He gave a little bow and then a wink. [color=#cc6699]"Est-ce que vous voulez sortir avec moi?"[/color]