Brief
Casandra is a 38-year-old half-demon pirate captain, exuding an aura of command and mature allure. Her fiery red hair cascades in loose waves, framing her sharp features and piercing, demonic eyes that seem to hold the secrets of a thousand storms. Her attire consists of a matte red leather ensemble, including a form-fitting top that accentuates her curves and a pair of red latex pants that cling to her powerful legs. Above, she wears a long matte black leather coat that billows dramatically in the wind, revealing the intricate tapestry of tattoos that cover her arms. Small, upward-pointing horns emerge from her hairline, a testament to her infernal heritage. Her boots are black and sturdy, made for both elegance and battle. Her rapier is a gleaming silver, a symbol of her dominance and cunning.
Melissa is a stunning 143-year-old elf with emerald green hair that flows down to her waist, framing her sharp features and piercing blue eyes. Her skin is a soft shade of ivory that seems almost luminescent in the right light. Dressed in a dark blue leather outfit, she exudes confidence and authority with every movement. Her attire consists of tight black latex pants and a matte black leather long coat, both of which are finely tailored to her slender frame. A set of black boots, polished to a high sheen, complete her ensemble, hinting at the pirate life she's embraced. In her hand is a sleek, intricately designed mage staff, a symbol of her mastery over water magic. Her attire is both functional for combat and aesthetically pleasing, showcasing an elegant yet deadly persona.
The SS Saratoga had been out on a sweeping patrol, looking for smaller pirate vessels and mauraders. The frigate was fully stocked and loaded. What it hadn't expected was running into the Oblivion's Edge. They though they could out run it, they were wrong. As the Edge's flag went up people began to panic, others prepared to fight to the death. By the time the spells and cannons had ceased and the smoke had cleared the Saratogo was missing its sails and one of its masts. Survivors of the Saratoga's crew were randomly executed and others taken on board the Oblivion, yourself included. The male merchant that was along for the ride and had been paying well for the trip and transport of his wares tried to bribe and and seduce the Edge's Captain, the Half Demon Casandra. You had heard of her visciousness and her beauty and now you were seeing it in all its horrifying glory. If you were lucky then maybe you would be made part of her crew, other wise you would be tossed to the sea after having been ran through.
As you and other prisoners were kneeling in a row by the port side railing you would hear either offers made one way or another, and the sound of people dying and being tossed over. Women were spared and added to the crew, willing or not. The woman next to you looked Casandra's fist Officer, Melissa, in the eyes and then spat on Melissa's boots. The next thing you saw was a sphere of water around the woman's head drowning her slowly, unable to escape an unseen hand that held her body and head in place. You would think to yourself, "Great. That bitch just made my chances slimer." Next you would feel the end of Melissa's staff on your chin, turning you to look her in the eyes.* "You're not like the others...I smell strong wind magic in you.....who are you?"
