“I just want to speak with your mother. I promise I will not hurt her.” Mariel tried to convince the blonde to get out of the way. She stopped in place for now, not moving closer, but also not moving back either.
Marlene nods to doorman, giving him grace smile. “Of course, we are going to follow rules of premises, that’s right Peter?” She gently stabbed her black guy with elbow, and confided entering the brothel. Marlene was kind of curious what was so special about this place to be locked from outsiders. This secret makes her excited about coming discover.
High quality wine warms Isabela's chest as she downs the decanter. The captain watches, smirking. If she's irritated, she doesn't betray it. "How...bold." She rolls her eyes. "If we're to skip the small talk, I'll state it plainly. You've stolen a great deal. From the Spanish crown, from several court notables, even from the church." She says as she makes eye contact with the pirate. "The damages come to a total sum of many thousands of reales. As I don't think we'll find nearly enough to repay it all in that ship of yours, the solution to me seems simple." She smiles, maintaining constant eye contact. "From this moment onwards, you are now property of the Spanish crown."
Spoiler: Persuasion Roll D100+10=86 The blonde frowns, continuing to keep his pistol pointed at Mariel. "Det er nok, min elskede." A feminine voice comes from within the room, and the door opens behind the youth. A woman leans in and whispers in his ear, and he reluctantly stands aside. Mariel gets a better look at the woman. "God dag." She says. "I am being Ida of Vendsyssel." Her accent is heavy, a pleasant sing song as she makes firm eye contact.
"Hngh. Yes...my lady." Peter grunts, as the doorman stands aside to let them in. Marlene's nose picks up the hint of fine spices on the air as she steps inside, finding the interior filled with scantily clad women and old and fat noblemen. An older looking woman moves towards her, walking crisply. "Buenos Tardes, Senora." "What delights have you come here to seek?" She smiles.
The words sent a ball of dread right to her gut. Memories of her husband from years ago threatened to well up to the surface. The life her mother sold her into. She couldn't stop a tear from escaping. "... As a privateer, right? Right?" She said in desperate hope
Marlene takes a look at all fancy furniture and priceless artworks around her. She turned around to older looking women. “Well, one of my friend recommended me this brothel, claiming it has something special, but she doesn’t tell me what it’s exactly, which builds my curiosity”. She said, wondering where it could be this pirate captain.
Mmm, she's hot! I'd love to spank her and pound her ass! thought Mariel as she got her first look at the woman. “Good day, madam,” the captain offered a polite greeting as she returned the blonde beauty's firm gaze, “what brings you here? I mean no offense, but you seem out of place on a ship like this...” she gestured around them, at the wooden walls of the ship her crew had boarded.
