(Truepirate’s intro:)

"Grady! Slow down!" Elissa Bishop screeched as she was tossed about the cabin of her carriage. Her driver was going way too fast. "Grady!" The small window at the front of the carriage opened up.
"Sorry, milady, Grady took a jump at the last bridge. I'm yer driver now. This 'ere rig now belongs to the captain of the good ship Morgue." A grimy looking man slurred. He obviously lacked a proper education.
"I think not." She said, managing to get her footing. Elissa opened the carriage door, preparing herself to jump. She gasped as the door was ripped from its hinges as the driver scrapped the side of the carriage against a wall.
"You ain't going nowhere, dear." The pirate laughed.

After several minutes of reckless driving they reached the dock, several men were on deck. "Here's your stop, milady." He said reaching into the cabin and grabbing her arm. He pulled her out of the carriage and pushed her up the ramp and onto the deck of the ship. Her blue eyes were filled with rage. A strand of her red hair hung down in front of her face, her emerald green ball gown was the only thing that looked halfway decent. "Time for you to meet the captain," he said. "Captain! We have a captive!" The man known only as Rat pushed her over to the captain. "Show respect for the captain." He growled shoving her to her knees.
"I demand that you release me this very moment or you will face the wrath of the British Navy!" Elissa spoke boldly, trying to hide the fear that consumed her. She wasn't even sure anyone knew she was missing yet.