Omake: A Pirate's life for me! @Questor
The Sea of Selene was quiet, too quiet. The pony with an eyepatch looked out from the tavern on Port Royal on Libertalia at the setting sun, idly sipping his cider. Down in the plaza was the auction for slaves. The auction master cried out, "... and what will ye all bid for this fine mare" and pulled forward a crystal mare with an inactive Sombra helmet on her head, "She's a fine fighter and not a bad looker either! She'd make a fine addition to any of ye crews! Bidding starts at 350 pieces of silver!"
The grizzled pony sat back and watched the various ponies and other races bid on the crystal pony. They seemed to miss something important, not surprising, few people noticed things on this island until it was staring right in front of them, and that was that Sombra was gone. He gestured to the wench to fill up his goblet with more wine. Sombra being gone would affect things here on Libertalia, and while the North has always been a bit of mystery rumors percolate. A Warrior Queen, an Immortal God King Eagle, and a Dragon Emperor, for years they were just that... rumors. They had to be rumors since Sombra was very much a real threat, but Sombra was gone... and it made this old man think there might have been a grain of truth to those rumors. He saw his loyal lieutenant, who was also his wife trot in with a smirk, that was never good. She wasn't even wearing her good eyepatch
"My Dear, the Crimson Comet is 10 days late, and you come in smiling." he drowned the last of his goblet, "Go ahead say it mare."
His unicorn wife sat down across from him, "I told you we shouldn't send those raids north" she said adjusting her eyepatch. Damn things were always itchy. "Sparrow's told us what he saw before those Neighponese picked up our ship."
"Damn it all!" it was a risk but he had bet on the Sombra power vacuum causing enough chaos to pick up some coin from Neighpon. It apparently didn't. "Come to gloat that we should have kept doing business with the Sheiks of Maretonia?"
She chortled, "Oh indeed. Spice trade is always profitable, even if the Sheiks have a tendency to take eyes."
The stallion resigned himself to the fate of his wife always being right, even if he led a company of "privateers" who did a bit of freelancing his wife had the better sense when it came to business. "So what really happened to our crew?"
The wife adjusted her eyepatch showing the crystal artifact that replaced the eye she lost to a Maretonian guard years ago, it glowed, "We need to get out of the business of raiding north. I fear that we might have awoken a sleeping giant. Griffons, Diamond Dogs, Crystal Equines and all the races of Neighpon?"
The old pony glowered and shook his head, "That eye of yours tells you that?"
His wife shrugged, "It shows me what our captain sees, and Captain Loose Lips never could keep a secret. He's told the Qilin and likely the Griffons about Libertalia and Maretonia. He hasn't mentioned us thankfully cause he's not an idiot and I would personally take his tongue. However we should move to Maretonia."
The husband looked out at the auction still going on, now a Griffon male slave who was giving the guards a bit of trouble, and needed to be restrained by two pegasi, "Should we tell anyone else about what's coming for Port Royal?"
His wife laughed, "Darling, we need them to buy time for our escape before they get here. I say nuts to Port Royal"
OOC: Not my best but something piqued my interest about a husband and wife pirate team who's first reaction is to run and leave Libertalia rather than fight the might what they think is coming for them
