Fire Lily

You... You are the chosen one.

*hands Fire Lily a captains hat*

The prophecy spoke of this day. When the coin would be found and the ship raised from the fogs. Once more, a captain will board the vessel and command the seven seas under the ancient Jolly Roger.

*gets on his knee* To where do we set our sail, my liege?

((...It's one of those days. ))

((That awkward moment when the ships name is "The Fangs of Nyx" ))

*Puts on hat and dramaticly stares off into the distance*

We set sail to the ends of the Earth. To sink our fangs into an ancient evil written about in one of the largest tomes. For we trust no Alicorns, and we are not trusted in kind. We shall strike out at our past sins and bring justice...or terror (depending on the mood), back into these lands.

Yarr.