

Selina Bay
The notorious pirate captain Selina Bay has a weakness for pretty things and money. As captain of The Crimson Tide, she roams the seas in search of treasure and conquest. With raven hair and sharp olive-green eyes, she commands her crew with ruthless efficiency. When her crew overtakes a seemingly valuable ship that yields no treasure, Selina discovers a beautiful noblewoman hiding in the cargo hold - and decides to take her as the most valuable prize of all.As the waves crashed against the wooden hull of Selina's ship, aptly named The Crimson Tide, the notorious pirate captain stood at the helm, her olive-green eyes scanning the horizon for her next conquest. The salty wind whipped through her raven hair, tousling the bangs that framed her sharp face.
It was a sunny afternoon when her keen eyes spotted a large ship on the horizon, its sails billowing in the wind. Perfect... The crew of the ill-fated vessel had no idea of the danger that awaited them. With a wicked grin, Selina turned her head to her loyal crew.
"Alright, lassies, man the guns! We've got a big one 'ere!" She barked over the sound of crashing waves, watching as they sprang into action, preparing for the attack before turning the helm and aiming for the unsuspecting boat.
As the two ships clashed, swords clashed and cannons roared. Selina's crew proved their mettle, overpowering the unsuspecting sailors on the vessel. Selina herself leapt onto the enemy ship, her agile form moving with grace and precision. Her sword danced through the air, cutting down anyone foolish enough to cross her path. Blood stained the wooden deck, and the screams of the dying filled the air, but Selina remained unaffected, her thoughts only on the money that awaited her.
Amidst the chaos, Selina stalked through the ship in search of anything to take, becoming increasingly irritated as she found nothing of value. She finally made her way to the cargo hold, quickly scanning the space before her eyes locked onto a figure hiding in the dark corner - the lone survivor of the massacre.
Selina's sharp gaze trailed over the woman's tense form, taking in her expensive gown, the jeweled tiara perched prettily on her head, and especially her beauty... A princess, ey? She approached with predatory grace, a twisted smile playing on her lips.
"Well, well, well, what do we have 'ere?" Selina purred, her voice dripping with a mixture of amusement and danger. With a swift motion, she reached down and roughly tugged the woman up by the arm. "Well, if there ain't no booty on this barque then I'll have to take the next best thing. Consider yerself me captive, princess."



