[center][h1][color=999999]Sid Lofton[/color][/h1][/center]
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[color=999999][i]“So it was one of these dreams, eh?”[/i][/color] Sid thought to himself as he fell endlessly through the sky. He’d had dreams like this before back in the day. A common nightmare really; being pushed off the ship and falling to what would seem to be his death only to awake just as he entered the fog. This time, however, there was no fog, or ship for that matter. It was just the sky and a voice in the back of his head. 

Before he could analyze anything further, the source of the voice made itself known. The bound dragon appeared before him and began asking questions. Questions Sid felt compelled to answer with the full truth.

The Dragon opened with a statement about destiny, and warning of the conflict to come. This brought a smirk to Sid’s face. [color=999999]“I'm quite familiar with conflict. If more is on it’s way then bring it on!”[/color] He replied without hesitation.

Then came the first question. What will he do with those destined to fight with him? [color=999999]“Heh, a pirates gotta have a crew, don’t he?”[/color] He asked back looking to the figures falling with him, [color=999999]“And I think I've gone too long without one.”[/color]

It wasn’t until the third question that Sid lost his smile. The dragon spoke of failure. More accurately, that he already had. [color=999999]“That...That wasn't my fault! I wanted to fight but she…”[/color] the words caught in his throat. He couldn’t finish the sentence, but could tell the dragon already knew what he was going to say.

The final question came. What was his drive? Why did he keep going when he had already lost everything? The answer was simple. [color=999999]“They gave everything for me.”[/color] Sid said through gritted teeth holding back tears. [color=999999]“I won't let their deaths be in vain. I won’t their dreams die too!”[/color]

With that final statement, the world went dark, and the dream ended.
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Sid’s mind snapped back to reality. He felt like he had just come out of sleep, but in truth he was wide awake. The wind rushing past him as he ran must have been what sent him back to that dream. As the plumes of smoke came closer into view, began to wonder why that dream was still sticking with him? It was only a dream after all. It didn’t really mean anything, did it?

Whatever. Prophetic vision or not, Sid had a job to do. Those people in the village he’d been staying at had been practically robbed by that tax collector before the pirate drove him and his hired thugs off. They would need some help getting back on their feet, and a large shipment of Zweite goods could do just that. And hey, if he managed to make a few coins in the process then what’s the harm?

Soon the endless view of trees obscuring the ship gave way to the full wreckage. At first glance Sid sumized no one could have survived such an impact, but he wasn’t too worried about the crew. It was the goods aboard he cared for. Unless heavily secured any valuables would be damaged or worse. Only one way to find out for sure. Climbing quickly to the deck, Sid boarded the beached ship just in time to catch another Erune run inside the cockpit. Competition, eh? Well he picked a poor place to start. Everyone knows the best stuff is kept inside the ship.

Without another thought, Sid kicked open the hatch that lead below deck and jumped down. Instead of riches or other cargo, the swashbuckler found himself among a good number of bodies. At least, he assumed they were, but in reality most were simply unconscious. No doubt placed in that state from the crash they just experienced.  Scanning the room, Sid began questioning what kind of ship this was. There were almost no guards and none of the present company had been restrained. Was this a stolen ship?

As he sat there wracking his brain over what had transpired here, Sid heard a voice coming from the edge of the room. A closer look revealed a draph man waking up a human soldier an a fellow erune but of the tailed variety. Just his luck. Seemed Sid wouldn’t have to play twenty questions with himself after all. He could just get the answers from them.

[color=999999]“Well ahoy there.”[/color] Sid called out casually strolling towards the three. [color=999999]“You lot seem to have had an awful landing. Now normally I’d be robbing the Zweite blind, but something tells me the colors on this ship don’t reflect the crew. Of course, I’ve been wrong before.”[/color] He spoke the last part looking directly at the soldier clad in recognizable crimson armor while placing his hand on his kusarigama. [color=999999]”So tell me. Is this ship yours, or are you ‘borrowing’ it?”[/color]

[@Guess Who][@Suku][@The Irish Tree]