Luke

Introduction
Sample of my Roleplay

It's not often you wind up in some unknown sea port where ships are docked against the cold wooden bridge with pirates, unless you found your way to Krawk Island. This place seemed though to have only unis. The air has a slight morning chill to it, tingling your spine. Curiosity bit the cat, and it bit you too. you walk up the soaked planks towards a tall ship that looms over you. Cursive words are inscribed at the front with a statue of a maiden on it. You strain your eyes to see the faded words. Barely you can make it out. It read in it's fancy elegant handwriting The Swift Maiden. It doesn't exactly make the most sense. you tip your head a nit and walk a bit closer. Out of no where a skinny lean uni comes up. his pale blue eyes staring into you. Then he seems to relax. "Oh!" he says smiling. You are apparently confused, weren't pirates supposed to be muscular and rude, but then again maybe he was a deck boy, one who cleaned the ships. The uni folds it's extremely large wings. A spiraling curling pattern lines his skinny neck, one half is made of white swirls and the other a black. You notice his long silky mane and tail, much unlike a pirate. There seems to be not many scars but one that slashes on his left eye.
Huh? Who are you?"
Why I'm Captain Luke," he says with a flick of his tail. You laugh uncontrollably. This wimpy uni a captain? he must be joking. the uni snorted clearly unsatisfied with the reaction. He straightened his posture. "Y'know a captain is not on how he looks but his bravery and skill," Luke says with great dignity. You feel a bit embarrassed, this stallion isn't like the usual pirates you hear of. A wind blows blowing his long dark black hair. You want to stand up for what you said so you speak trying to match his carefully chosen words. "Well, if you're captain why don't you have all those scars that most have." The uni smirks. He chuckles a bit before replying.
Well maybe I don't like getting sliced with swords," he answered. You grunt. Okay, he was good.
Well, why don't you speak like a pirate?" you ask. The uni finally pauses.
Myths." he sighs and continues. "not all pirates are the same, there aren't much pure-blooded pirates left. I'm on of those few, and the others with those accents? They are just mimics, wanna-be," he said with a far gaze in his eyes. You can't quite process all he has said. He smiles.
Why don't you come inside the ship, we can talk in there, it looks like rain." you notice the storm clouds overhead, there crackling laughter. As you follow him to the entry he turns his head. "What is your name?" he asks.
guest," You reply. He nods and leads you into a warm room with glowing lamps. There are a few others, they all seem more like the pirates in the stories. Shaggy hair, scars over the body, and tattoos patterned all over them. You thought about how he says pure-blood pirates. You wonder, what's that?