[right] [h3][color=0072bc][i]Xen[/i][/color][/h3] [hider=Status] [b]Location:[/b] [i]The Streets of Wormsloe[/i] [b]Notes:[/b] [/hider] [hider=Description] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/ce/3d/91/ce3d91f17269149e2339d56fe14f70a1--sea-art-pirate-ships.jpg]Ornate weaponry. Slightly pale face. Red eyes.[/url] [/hider] [/right] [hr] What a forthcoming young lady. Perhaps a little too forthcoming. Xen knew the content of those journals. Anyone who had read them would know that they were full of dark secrets that the residents of Wormsloe wouldn’t even be caught discussing. He took caution to conceal his identity as the author, but his red eyes still widened at the sight of a journal he hadn’t seen for over a hundred years. Regardless, he didn’t skip a beat in his stride or posture. [color=0072bc]“Celderon? I’ve read the name before. He was a pyrat aboard the Cerberus. His name is in the list of past crew members.”[/color] They rounded a corner into a dimly lit alley. The Wormsloe docks could be seen at the end, past a few homeless and several rats. [color=0072bc]“I doubt he has any family, though. Pyrats aren’t very compatible with the family lifestyle.”[/color]