i dare not go, for if i do, my mother will say...

Rain pours from the heavens as the Raiders carefully trek to the borders of Ethne and Calico Jack is excited to be out raiding again. The red paisley bandana that protects his head is now stuck to his fur but the mud and dreary weather only serve to heighten the young man’s excitement. Paws slosh through the landscape and, when Gil pulls them to a stop, Jack’s features are bright with happiness. Oh right, they are supposed to be sneaking. Nodding fervently, the tall lad crouches, splaying his toes as he oh so carefully, begins to sneak.

They fan out, slowly working their way toward the roaring waterfall in the distance. Careful of his steps and the noise he is making, Calico Jack works his way deeper into the territory in the hopes of snagging a few chickens for the Raiders. He does not pause or hesitate as fights begin to break out because, so far, he has been super sneaky and they have not spotted him. Onward he moves, all stealth and whatnot as he eagerly seeks to try and find where they are keeping the chickens when a thought suddenly occurs to him, ‘Wait… do the chickens have their own house?’

Questions roll through his mind as Jack wonders how exactly one even cares for chickens but he leaves those details to Gil since he is the King and all. For now, the large young man continues to be a sneaky Raider and worm his way further into Ethne lands.


"Calico Jack"