Born
in
Ireland ,
an orphan, and sold to a wealthy merchant as a servant in
his villa, I found myself in
Italy
at an early age. Making fast friends
with Raven Poesia, another servant, and always being a bit
mischievous, we found ourselves close to death when we
stumbled upon our master’s daughter, Lady Contessa,
practicing a secret ritual. Afraid that
we would tell her father she swore us to secrecy and upon
gaining our trust she asked us to join her on her escape to
Ireland
as her handmaidens. We were taught how
to man a ship and often dressed in men’s clothing to avoid
attracting attention to our selves.
Arriving in
Ireland
, our mistress, now going by the name of Sabre Steele,
opened a seaside tavern, The Sea Witch Inn.
Raven was put in charge of our galley.
I was appointed Head Wench and do take my duties very
seriously. As my mistress tells me, “The
only thing sharper than my tongue, is my rapier!”
So watch out! But don’t be a
feared to come in for a drink and be merry!
Till then, Fair winds!
