Straight to Riversnake.

Alone in her cabin Lana stripped off her soiled clothing. The coarse material was stiff from the dried out seaspray thrown up by the Lady Luck's prow as it cut through the waves. A large basin of hot water stood ready, delivered from the ship's galley. Throwing off her loose shirt Lana ran her hands up her body and cupped the meagre swellings of her breasts. Though her breasts were small the young pirate captain's nipples were longer than average and they presently stood out stiffly, partly from their exposure to the chill sea breeze out on deck. Each nipple was pierced by a chunky gold ring, the weight of which dragging on the sensitive pink nubbins also served their part in keeping Lana's nipples almost permanently stiffened.

Lana sighed as her fingers slipped into the hoops and she pulled, her erect buds tingling delightfully. She continued this game for a few seconds making her nipples throb as the hardened further. Reluctantly ceasing her idle play Lana kicked off her high boots and peeled the tight seaman's pants down her slim legs. A small strip of fluffy pubes the same shocking pink as the hair on her head was revealed. Lana's fingers stroked her pubis, fluffing up the fine pink bush till the colourful strip of maidenhair stood up like a miniature mohawk. The young pirate considered her bizarrely hued pubes to be her finest feature and a source of never failing fascination. Satisfied by the effect Lana commenced her bathing, sponging her supple body with hot water.

Her body was lean and well toned from hard work and long hours of practice with swords. A scar, now whitened marred her flesh from her right shoulder to the top slope of her right breast. She'd picked that up in her first year of captaincy, boarding a well crewed cutter loaded with spices. The coarse sponge left her skin feeling fresh and slightly raw, a warm glow spreading across her skin as she scrubbed the dried salt from her flesh. Her ablutions completed, Lana moved to dress herself. By her reckoning Riversnake Island was only a couple an hour away now and it was time to address to crew and impart her plans.

She picked out a white silk shirt, the material so thin her long nipples and the thick golden rings stood out prominantly. Tight black pants hugged her legs and and the swell of her firmly rounded ass stretched the seat tautly across her buttocks. Over these she drew her finest seaboots, the black leather polished with a row of silver buckles running down the sides. To complete her outfit she strapped on the baldrick holding her rapier, it's strap running from shoulder to hip between the modest cleavge displayed by her half unbuttoned shirt. Finally she donned a wide brimmed hat with a plume black feathers. Satisfied that she looked every inch the pirate captain Lana thrust two flintlock pistols into her belt and returned to the deck.

The crew had assembled to hear Lana's words and the buzz of speculation fell away as she strode to the rail of the poop deck.

"You've probably guessed by our heading that we're bound for Riversnake Island." Lana began. "At our last port of call I heard the tale first hand from the sole survivor of a brigantine that sailed upriver looking to establish a pirate base to raid the nearby traderoutes. Far from the coast they ripped open their keel and were **** to beach the ship on the bank."

The crew listened with rapt attention to tale, Riversnake Island was known as **** for any that dared to land on it's forbidding shores.

"As the crew struggled to fell timber to repair the brig they fell one by one to the jungle beasts that infest the island." Lana continued. "But, while hunting for fresh meat a party of the crew discovered a ruin overgrown by jungle. In the ruin were a set of steel doors leading into an escarpment. A vault from the ancient times doubtlessly built to safeguard wonders. Eventually so few of the crew remained alive that they abandoned their attempts to repair their ship and instead scavanged her wreck to fashion a roughly made raft intending to float back down the river and out to sea. Most died before even reaching the coast, snatched from the raft by hellish snakes and reptiles that teem in the water. Of the handful that made open water all but one perished from starvation and thirst before a passing tradeship spotted the raft."

The pirates were silent, awed by the dangers of the Island. Lana could see in their eyes though the lust at the prospect of the ancient vault.

"With the Lady Luck's shallow draught we can succeed where they failed and navigate the river successfully. The wreck of the brigantine will mark the spot where we must make landfall and from there we head to the nearby escarpment that holds the vault's entrance."

"Sail ho." The lookout's cry from the crows nest interrupted Lana's speech. "Three points of the port bow."

Lana strode to the port rail, taking the telescope offered by a crewman and scanned for the ship. The craft was running parallel with the Lady Luck, seemingly also on course for Riversnake Island. She was broader in the beam than the Lady and lanteen rigged and Lana judged that by making full sail they could overhaul her easily before reaching the island.