Lana Raithen

Lana stood at the wheel of her ship, the Lady Luck, singing a rowdy sailor's song. Her song was answered back by a choras of men, working around the deck to keep the ship moving along the water smoothly. Their destination was Riversnake island, a large island with a winding river that cut through the center of the island. At their last stop at the port town of Wilson's Burrough, she had learned that there were rumors rising up that a vault was located on Riversnake. Riversnake was filled with lush jungles and wild beasts. It was considered untamable. When Lana had heard this, she had laughed and called her crew to be ready.

Lana Raithen was the third daughter of of the pirate Captain Charles "Wavedog" Raithen. Her two sisters had taken to a life on land after their father, already an old sailor before his second daughter was born, had retired. Like her sisters, Lana's mother had been one of the old sailor's mistresses. He had five women, one a **** and the others former prostitutes, that had seen to his every need. Of them, three had gotten pregnant. Now "Wavedog" lived on a small island with his family that he had purchased after a long and prosperous life of raiding and pillaging. Lana had prefered to stay at sea and took his old ship and many of his old crew out on a new adventure.

Her sisters both had long beautiful hair, one blonde and the other a redhead, and had amazing bodies. Lana on the other hand had short hair and an A cup that was barely noticable with her lose shirt and sailor's pants. If it wasn't for her soft features and hair, she could easily be mistaken for a young man. In fact, her crew mostly treated her like a younger brother until she hit her period. At that time they all knew to duck and cover. At the age of eight, her hair suddenly began turning from black to pink. This wasn't unheard of, because gene testing had been growing rapidly before human's were **** to leave Earth behind, but at the same time it wasn't common. It was well known amoung the crew that she liked her wild hair and that anyone who didn't would meet the business end of her sword, a thin rapier she had picked up at the age of thirteen. Now seven years later, she was quite deadly with the little blade, even if most seafarers prefered larger swords or other, heavier weapons. Because of her build, Lana could easily outmanuever anyone she had met in battle. She was fast and her body was limber enough that avoiding attacks was easier than trying to block them with the light sword.

"Hey there "Wavepup." You could have at least let us have a few more drinks before you pulled us out of the bar."

Lana turned and flashed a smile at her second in command. Alistair Vista was one of her father's men. He had sailed with Wavedog for many years, having joined the crew as a boy. Now in his mid thirties, he was a seasoned sailor, even having lost his vision in his right eye during a particularly tough fight with a Veertor millitary ship that had been guarding a ship carrying supplies to one of their bases on an island between Veertor and Cryn. Although he had managed to keep the eye, the damage had still been done. His bright green left eye was always on watch for things the cloudy right eye could never see. He was a large man now, muscular and fit. He wore a vest that wasn't buttoned, but no shirt. The sword across his back had been her father's blade. When Alistair volunteered to go with his daughter, Wavedog had handed over his most prized possesion. She had always been "Daddy's little girl" and he wanted her kept safe.

"Ali, I'm not sure if it was the drink, or the floozy with her tits hanging out that interested you the most."

The big man smiled at her knowingly. "Well if you'd let us have a few more drinks, I could have had both my lady. You may be a fair captain, but you sometimes forget us lowly men have other needs."

"I understand that Ali, and you can stop looking at my ass. You arn't getting it to replace some barroom whore."

Alistair laughed loudly and a few of the men nearby chuckled. She did have a nice ass, but none of them really looked that hard. None of them knew if she was a virgin, but she had never given herself up to any of the crew. And they were too loyal to either her or her father to try forcing the issue.