Flint-eyed Captain Elara Vane stood on the quarterdeck of the Sea Witch , a splintered cutlass in her hand. Below, on the blood-stained main deck, her first mate, a hulking man named Silas, knelt in chains.
The crew had gathered in a silent, tense ring. The charge was mutiny. pirates law
"Because the Pirate Code is not about tyranny, Silas," Elara said, hauling him to his feet. "It's about order. Without it, we're just animals tearing each other apart. With it, we are the last free nation on the sea. And a free nation doesn't waste good men." Flint-eyed Captain Elara Vane stood on the quarterdeck
Silas spat a tooth onto the deck. "You can't hang me, Elara. We're pirates. We ain't bound by no king's law." The charge was mutiny
Elara continued, "The Code also says: Every man has a vote in the affairs of the ship. I call for a vote of confidence. Do you still sail with me? Or do we choose a new captain?"