Byron felt the gentle spray of water on his face as he and one of his crew Kayleigh sailed into Loch Lake. "Arr lass, today be a quiet day, I say we give those Covians a spot of trouble, there nay be many o' them on a day like this." The captain declared. "Aye Cap'n, they won't know what hit'em." They reached the docks to nothing but a few sailors and fishermen taking care of business around the docks. "Aye see, I told ye lass, there nay be anyone to stop us from ransackin' this town. We don't even need the 'ole crew Har har har." They both laughed and drank some ale before coming ashore, sure in their victory. First they headed to the orchard and filled their bellies with fruit. One farmer tried to stop them but when Kayleigh held a dagger to his throat he thought better of it. Once they had their fill of fruit and vegetables, they made their way to the barracks. Arr there may be a few o' them nasty guards there, we best us some leverage." Byron chuckled to himself as he found a woman who was simply looking for an escort to Trinsic. "'ello lassie, 'ow be ye today?" Byron asked. He did not give her a chance to respond before he held his cutlass to her throat. "Come with us missie, we be needin ya for a spot o' fun."
     They arrived at the barracks and it all looked deserted from the outside. "Lass, I tell ye this is going to be all to easy." Byron laughed and held the cutlass a bit closer to his captives throat. The two pirates and their captive went up the stairs. Byron kicked the door open and stepped in with the captive in front. He was very surprised. It seemed that Cove was a bit more populated than he though. The two pirates were easily outnumbers 3-1. Byron looked around and tried to stay calm. "Arrrr! Everyone listen up. Ye all need to take yer gold and put it in one pile roit here in front o' me!" Byron yelled. Kayleigh moved to guard the door to prevent anyone from escaping. There was a bit of laughter amongst the guards then one of them said. If you just let her go you both can leave and we won't kill you pirate." "Arrr!! You stay back matey or I'll cut her throat." He held the cutlass closer to her throat drawing just a bit of blood. The guards closed in on them and then Byron saw several pigeons fly from the window. Oi, I nay be gettin' out of this one.... Byron thought. Byron had to think quickly to get himself and his crewmate out of the situation. They were completely surrounded now, more guardsmen were starting to arrive at the barracks. Byron cut the throat of the girl and hurled himself towards the door. "Run!!" he shouted but it was no use. They were both knocked out within a minute by the small army of guards in the barracks.
     When Byron awoke he was in a cell. He had no idea where or when he was. Probably still in the barracks, but how long had he been there. He looked up and saw several guards standing there, along with a priest looking man. "'ey baldie! Some ale for a gent?" Byron shot at the Monk. "Heathen!!! Watch your tongue!" The monk replied looking appalled. There was some hushed conversation amongst the guards and the monk and then two guards headed to the cell next to him. Kayleigh was escorted out heavily chained. "'ey! Where ye be takin' me crewmate?!" Byron yelled. The guards laughed at him and told him, "She's to be fed to the wolves fer bein' a heathen. "Wha'? Tha's jus' crazy!!" Byron replied. The guards waited a few moments before coming to Byron's cell. "Wha', am I to be fed to wolves too??" "Haha no not at all, we wouldn't want to poison our wolves." The guard replied. They took him to a small room right across the hall from his cell. When Byron got in the room and noticed some of the instruments in the room, he got the idea immedately. "Oi, I see....Ye dirty cowards!" The guards chained him to the wall and all but one guard left. He said his name was Ryan Greystone and he wanted information. This wouldn't be the first time Byron had been tortured, but he had no idea what they wanted out of him. " I nay know nothing tha' ye would be innerested in mate." "You're a pirate, you must know something." The guard said holding a whip menacingly. Although Byron had been whipped before, it was not an experience that he wanted to remember. Oi, I gotta think o' something fer this bloke...Hmmm.. Byron had to think of a lie that was believable enough to get him out. "Oi, I got somethin' for ye. There be a lot of dirty things going on in Magincia. A man named Samson Cage be up to alot of it." Byron lied. "Is that all?" The guard asked. "Some say 'e be workin' for Rashidat even." "Lyim Rashidat?" The guard looked very pleased to hear this. Byron smiled. "Oi, tha' be the one. Lots of things going on there mate." After a few more questions the guard let him go and Byron was led outside. He met Kayleigh back in town dressed as a normal peasant. "Oi, they nay be feedin' me to any wolves Cap'n." She chuckled. "Har har, aye, le's get outta 'ere, next time we'll be back with the res' o' the crew eh?" "Roit, Cap'n! We'll show them dir'y lan' lubbers then!" Kayleigh replied. As they sailed away, Byron thought to himself. Ye nay 'eard the last of Captain Byron Kane...