A large thud marked the first step on Jack's journey to becoming the most notorious pirate in all of the seas. For now he was nothing but a no name, a spec of dust on the arsehole of piracy. But this was all set to change very soon. Jack had some very big plans in store to marking his name down up there with the greats, and every plan starts with a first step. The island of Baterilla was this first step. Jack had heard that this island had a decent population, and a decent marine presence to go with it to, this made for a perfect environment to get word around about a new pirate.

Jack small rowboat had just hit land at the coast of Baterilla, his sword lay in it's scabbard and his gun lay in it's holster. Blood would be shed on this day and Jack would be the man to facilitate such a thing. It was a shame that such things needed to be done in order to get word about, but it was all a matter of work. Jack would be a liar if he said that he didnt enjoy doing what he did, but it doesnt change the fact that he felt bad for the innocent people he would be robbing of their life. He needed to find a town that had a fairly large population, but not one so large that a powerful group of marines could be dispatched to deal with Jack easily. Time to do some scouting.

Jack strolled slowly down a long and winding dirt path, hoping that it would lead to something at some point in time. There had to be a town, or at least a small hamlet at the end of it. Jack wanted to be sure that a marine headquarters wouldnt be too close, he would want to escape from any large force of marines as soon as possible and get right back off of the island in his rowboat. Some part of Jack also hoped that he would get to tussle with a squad of marines at some point. Slaying innocent civilians is one thing, but bringing down a group of well trained marines would be sure to get the word out about Jack very quickly indeed.

After an hour or so of walking down the long path, Jack was finally able to see a settlement in the distance. A small town of a very good size, not too big, not too small. A very nice stroke of luck for Jack, the first settlement that he stumbled upon was exactly the thing that he was looking for. Alas, not everything was good news, and there was a checkpoint about 200m away from the village gate without about 10 lookouts posted on it. They would be annoying to deal with, but nothing more than a mild annoyance for Jack. A grin managed to find itself upon his face. Jack's sword arm was itching, he was ready to spread some entrails across the floor. His first kill as a rookie pirate in the south blue, something truly to be excited for