Empire in the west indies

Ice has made Havana, a large city in the west indies, her main base and is stretching her empire out over the west indies. Sending pirates out to attack plantations until the owners are so poor they sell their properties to her for pittance. There are several islands thick with jungle where she conducts experiments still.
Dani is her spy master, with Sofia working out of one of the more popular brothels to lure more sailors to join Ices forces.
Rose a dragon was captured by ice but with the help of one of ices people managed to escape and now haunts the seas looking for a way to repay him.
Renee a young woman who works on one of ices plantations, one of the few rare white slaves.
Skye is given a choice of remaining a captive or becoming a pirate bound to Ice whilst Killian is Ices thug who deals out punishments to those who break contract or rebel against her. As reward for his efforts he has his own island named great inuaga, it has a harbour a small sea faring town and a large manor house complete with secret passage ways in and out of it and his own ship.
Sarah is a prominent prostitute who has been 'gifted' immortality and a look of youth for her efforts.
Angus's mother and her friend vanished from the waters of Ireland and with some trouble Angus has managed to track them down to where they were taken in the west indies.
Shana is the blacksmith of havana and well know for her great craftsmanship as well as her surly nature and bird companion.

She'd gotten word of a new girl being sent there, after reading about her Sofia was quite sure that she'd fit in well enough and bring in money which was what Ice wanted and would bring in information which was what Dani wanted. It'd help keep both bitches off of her back, her daughter didn't even know she was her daughter and perhaps that hurt the most, brushing her hair back out of her face Sofia glanced up as the girl was lead into the room and told to sit. Green eyes lazily wandered over her, honestly what had the previous place been thinking? Those clothes were horrific, there were many much nicer ones that'd show off her perks better, she took great pride in keeping her girls in gorgeous clothes and rewarded the better ones with pretty glimmery trinkets to fasten about their neck or wrist, sometimes even to their clothes. A warm smile tacked itself to her lips, seeming genuine "Welcome Sarah, I am Sofia, and I am in charge of this place, you've come quite a way to kingston all the way from Havana. No need to fret, this is a high end establishment compared to the sordid brothels there, Come I will show you to your rooms, and we'll find you some nicer clothes and I'm sure you'll be wanting a shower after sailing for so long" standing up she walked about the old desk to where the shy girl sat and took one of her hands. Once Sarah stood, Sofia lead her through the large well off building into quiet quarters "This bed is your own, you share this room with a few other girls, if you do well here you may be granted the privilege of having your own personal room, along with other rewards. This trunk at the end of your bed is for your things, here is the key to it, be sure not to loose it darling. Do you have any other questions lovely" She released the girls hand and lightly rested her hand on the other girls shoulder, continuing to appear rather warm and kind towards her, she got along well with the girls that worked for her often appearing as a sister or a mother more than a boss. She saw to it that they were well fed, well clothed and not battered about by the men that frequented their business.


Ice studied the girl carefully and ran her through them, it'd been nearly a year since she'd captured the red headed lass, the two selkies she'd had brought to her about six months ago had been a fine addition. However she was still irked over the loss of the dragon who would have been a real asset to the schemes and plots she was running, her silver hair was long and straighter than a ruler. It hung down past her face and framed it, not silver from age it was naturally silver and made her white features appear whiter, she could guess that the hatter was desperate for the sun and for fire all of which she could have once she'd signed the contract."There is a ship waiting for you crew and all, ready to set sail and be freer than you've been in months" of course if the girl refused the terms of the contract she was free to continue testing on her, perhaps the young male she and her eldest daughter kelly had been training would like the chance to test things out on her. That'd be an entertaining process after all, a slightly cruel smirk carved itself onto her frosty features.


Sitting at the pub of the island of the man who'd gotten her out of ices shit hole experimentation island hell the woman who had been born a dragon and was now stuck in a human shape downed her fifteenth tankard of rum. Slamming it down on the table and burping charmingly at the fuckwit who'd thought he could take her on, the red head grinned crookedly knowing she'd won. Spotting the man cloaked in black meandering over with a rather bored look on his face, the dragon turned pirate stood and strode over to him a little haphazardly as fifteen tankards of good rum was enough to make her feel quite tipsy. "yer awake pretty early there scruffsy" he looked to be in a fairly foul mood, perhaps he'd give in and partake in sculling alcohol and finding something fun to do be it beating up the lazy pirates around the campfire on the beach or investigating the various mayan ruins strewen over the island. Not to mention the jaguars that were great fun to tussle with although they were the reasons for the recent claw marks on her features, not considered pretty by even a pirates means she'd grown tougher and more bad tempered since her release. She'd aquired a tattoo of her island home on her chest at some point since she'd last seen killian, her hair was cropped short and there was a bandanna around her head, she wore breeches and long boots and her white open chested shirt had a small leather jacket that had the arms cut off. Two saw toothed cutlasses hung from her hips, along with a variety of daggers and guns, there was also a teal sash about her waist and two old shackles about her wrists that had had celtic patterns carved into them since she hadn't been able to get them off.

Studying the girl, Sofias eyes flicked over her form quietly figuring out what sizes would fit her, moving away she soon returned with well made clean clothes which she passed to Sarah and lead her to a shower "here you are, you have the rest of the day to acquaint yourself with the establishment the other girls will help you if you get lost, we're all quite close here"letting her fingers brush over the girls cheek, Sofia winked and left her there. Heading off to go and sift through the information the girls had brought her from the night before, she paused in the door way and glanced over her shoulder "You'll be happy here darling, if you need anything don't hesitate to ask me, I wont bite" after all she took care of her girls, she knew what it was like to be caged, to be hurt and used and so did her best to protect and look after them. Heading back to her office and sitting down behind the old but cheap desk she began going through the papers, writing down various bits of information on a blank piece of parchment humming softly to herself. Once she had the information she tucked the parchment down her shirt and headed out through the passages of the brothel aiming to leave it and go for a wander.


Smirking when the question was asked, Ice replied cooly "Whatever type you are told to, from people to loot from plantations. Now sign the contract or choose to remain in here" the contract was highly detailed and gave information on punishments, She had little patience after all she had other things that needed doing. Once the girl had signed the contract, Ice took it and tucked it away, unlocking the shackles around the girls wrists and ankles she lead her to a room where her daughter Jet was waiting. She'd be the one in charge of finding clothes and taking Skye to where her ship was and her crew, dressed in black she had long black hair in a similar styleto her mother. She wore black breeches, a black long coat down to her calves and a dark red shirt on underneath her coat.


She shrugged at his question, she wasn't a hundred percent sure on what she was going to do right now, "Didn't have anywhere to go or anything to do so i bounced back here for a bit" after all this was the safest place for her in the islands for her. It'd been difficult adjusting to life as a human, she'd gotten hurt physically and emotionally which had added to her host of personal issues, she was hoping to find a ship to jump upon and find a way to rescue some other creatures from ice. Noting the difference in her friend, the red head frowned slightly "you don't look great mate, you still belong to her huh?" briefly guilt flicked in her gaze revealing the fact that he still belonged to ice something she blamed herself for as she hadn't been able to get him free as well. There had to be something she could build up to, to get her friend's contract terminated, rubbing her head with her left hand while her right hand scratched the old scars under her shirt.

Jet was quiet, the perfect obedient daughter she’d been manipulated and trained into being, leading Skye down to her ship she spoke softly “You have a week to familiarize yourself with your crew and learn how to run your ship, during that time try to take a couple of small ships to get the feel of the weaponry and its power as well as its faults. Any time you want an upgrade for your ship, fill out a parchment form and send it to me and I’ll either confirm or deny your request, you get to keep the entire revenue from ships you attack, use this to purchase ammunition, stores and repair your ship. I’ll find you in a week and run through how to work the plantations. Good luck” passing Skye a scroll that was essentially her licence to be a pirate making her more of a privateer than anything else, Jets cold unemotional features flicked up to the sky’s clouds studying them. After a few moments she passed Skye a map that she’d almost forgotten to give her before sighing and walking off leaving the red head to tend to her ship.


Rose nodded, that was why she was here it was relatively safe for her after all, she’d been spending time building up a reputation as someone who was sometimes able to rescue captives from Ices islands. She was happy to stick within his laws, knowing better than to break them and risk loosing her only real safe port, after all she could vanish into the thick jungle that covered most of the island. She’d spent a couple of months hiding out on another island by going bush, it was relatively easy after all, spinning a gold coin on the table she nodded “aye, still life is better free mate” she’d noticed the few new scars but hadn’t mentioned them after all she wouldn’t want anyone pointing out her own. Remembering something all of a sudden she scrounged around in the pockets of the belt around her middle “Here, some chick in Havana wanted me to give this to you, said you’d know what it meant” she hadn’t asked why it needed to be delivered to him or how she knew she was bound for his island. Rose had only brought it along as she was heading out this way as it was, setting the sealed letter down infront of him she lifted her mug and ordered another drink. The letter was addressed to Killian by name, there were several sketches of a girl in the envelope as well, the letter mentioned sofia and the fact that her young daughter was currently in Havana. Pleased when the new mug of rum was set down rose got to work on it with no idea what the contents of the letter were.

Perking up instantly when he spoke and offered her a spot on his ship, the dragon grinned crookedly at him “Hell yes sounds like fun” better than hanging around this port anyway. Lifting her new mug as soon as it was set down, Rose drained her drink and stood up obviously eager to get going “Lets go!” she liked pirating and sailing on ships was the closest thing she had to flying these days after all. She half wondered what was in the letter in the first place but knew better than to pry into others business, the dragon was more than eager to lend her expertise to the shadow man and was rather fond of the vast variety of weapons on his ship. Having thrown herself into learning all she could about human weapons since she was trapped as a human, Rose had quickly absorbed information on nearly all weapon types found in the west indies. Pushing her chair in the red head left the pub to grab her simple bag from where she was staying, once it was in her possession once more she headed to the large black frigate that belonged to killian. Wandering on board and ignoring the looks from some of the crew at the fact that she was a woman, rose kept the bag slung over her shoulder and wasted little time climbing up the rigging to the crows nest far above the deck. A grin flicked onto her face once she was up there, and Rose couldn’t help but lean her face into the wind and close her eyes pretending that she was actually flying for a few valuable moments before pale blue-green eyes were opened up once more and the woman looked down towards the deck spotting the shadow master Rose was soon on deck again greeting him with her usual grin. “Gonna spill the beans of what was in the envelope? I’ve been dying to know ever since I was given it” admitting her curiosity with a slightly sheepish look Rose rubbed the back of her head before her hand slipped down to itch some of the scars on her skin as usual focusing on the ones that had traces of copper in them still from ice. Personally she didn’t expect Killian to tell her what was in the letter, why should he? It was his business and not hers, despite the fact that they were friends and she considered him close to her, Rose knew better than to assume that he’d just tell her something if anything she owed him not the other way around so there was little reason to inform her of the details of the letter. Either way she was happy to be on a ship a gain and excited to be able to head back out to sea.

Looking up from her thoughts and coffee at the polite knock, a smile appeared on the shifters features as the new girl timidly stepped through the door and closed it quietly behind her. It didn’t surprise her that the girl was so timid, many of the girls that came from other bordels came to her in that state of mind, once she settled into her new job and expectations Sofia expected that Sarah would do quite well here. Sarah explained softly that the other girls had said that Sofia would want to see her, which was true “yes, I like to keep close tabs on new girls to make sure they settle in okay. Since you’re new you wont have any established clients so you’ll be tending to those who aren’t frequent guests here. Usually sailors off of the ships, the other girls who’ve been here longer have seniority so they’ll get first pick but if you work hard you’ll rise in rank” getting up and stretching Sofia smiled “Come for a walk with me, I have a quick errand to run” walking around the desk and over to the girl she reached out and very gently took her hand “Its okay Sarah, You’re going to be safe here, I’ll keep you safe” She’d likely tell the girl part of her own story to explain why she did go out of her way to look after her girls. After all she knew what it was like to be kept in horrible conditions, Sofia didn’t bother trying to get the girl to look up at her, that’d come with time until then Sofia would take a special interest and look after her until she was able to stand on her own two feet so to speak.


Surprised that he told her anything, Rose accepted it and nodded, her grin returning when he told her she still had her normal quarters and duties “Excellent! I’ll go over your weapons then, cant trust humans to know what they’re doing” dumping her stuff in her quarters she bounced back outside much happier now she had a job and something to do. She began by going over the various weapons, silently going over in her mind the information that she got from each weapon. Some of the decay in the wooden stand the cannons rested upon was a real worry, she’d let him know what ones needed to be replaced. Feeling the ship start to move under her feet and feeling as giddy as a child, she turned and darted across the ship and up to stand next to him again, the feeling of a ship moving was similar enough to flying that it made her genuinely happy. “A fair few of your cannons need the wooden stand replaced, I can probably organize that at our next port if you have the funds” the dragon informed Killian with a sparkle in her eyes and her usual crooked grin lighting up her features. Wandering up the rigging after getting his reply, she was happy to perch in the crows nest until sails on the horizon garnered her attention “Scruffyyyyy” singing out rather dramatically as usual her voice carried upon the wind “Looks like we’ve got company, two o’clock, Brig, black flag, proper pirates!”how exciting was that, not only did she get to finally have some fun with some weapons on board killians ship but it looked like they were going to have a right good fight what a great day and it wasn’t even fully dark yet.

She set her destination for the blacksmith that worked on the outskirts of Kingston, she disliked people and preferred to be by herself at the very back of the city, it’d be a nice walk with her newest girl. Swinging their hands as if the two of them walking hand in hand was completely normal the question caused her green eyes to flick over to the blonde. Considering her options of what to say Sofia finally spoke “I’ll save us some time and tell you what they aren’t allowed to do, Payment first before they are even allowed to touch a girl, They aren’t allowed to hurt you, Threaten you, Stalk you. If you ever need anything you come to me, You’ll be given some defense lessons. We’ll also go over your routine and teach you extra things you don’t know when it comes to keeping the patron happy. This includes learning how to read them and their body language and manipulate them” going quiet as they walked past a pair of patrolling guards, Sofia smiled at them and waved knowing both of them as frequent patrons. Continuing to walk along, picking one of the more winding routes as it was important to spend plenty of time with sarah, it was essentially to establish a bond of loyalty and affection. Reaching the smiths forge and hearing the loud familiar noise of a hammer beating steel, opening the door and stepping in, gesturing for Sarah to come with her, “Hello there Shana,” once she had a response and knowing she had at least part of the feisty smiths attention Sofia continued “I’ve got a new recruit to outfit, I’m thinking a pair of daggers and one of your fan specialties, I’d say the usual light weight daggers” noticing the large bird in the rafters, the spy hid a smile knowing Asbjorn quite well too, there wasn’t anywhere to sit and the heat coming off the forge was extreme. Sofia dealt with it having been here many a time, keeping close to sarah already starting to manipulate her into the feeling that she was safe when she was with the spy, Sofia happily waited for Shana to finish whatever it was she was doing.

Ignoring the grumpy smiths scowl and sharp tone, Sofia flicked her gaze to Sarah "Very little, but lessons will occur, its imperative that she learns how to defend herself" patting the blonde girls shoulder, Sofia grinned "She's got a lot to learn" so far Sarah was showing that she would infinitely useful once she had some confidence and lessons under her belt and admittedly Sofia was eager to begin teaching her. Would it involve some subtle manipulation? Probably but that was all just part of the fun really, thankful that she had self control, the cat shifter resisted the urge to go after the feathered creature up in the rafters. Shifting her weight a little to stand more comfortably, sofia was relatively relaxed and confident, she had no clue that Killian was alive and a shadow master, nor did she know that her daughter was actually her boss. She was just thankful to be alive and not be trapped anymore, although bound to serve her grandmother the illusion of being free was easier here.

Content to watch Shana, Sofia didn't move away when the smith came over and thrust a few things into Sarahs hands until she seemed satisfied with what she was going to make for her newest girl. As usual she completely ignored the smiths irritated behaviour. Shana was always grumpy, it was better to just ignore it, watching as Sarah edged behind her a little out of the corner of her eye Sofia smiled and lead her outside. "Theres no need to fear Shana, she's grumpy but harmless, come I'll show you around the rest of the city" it was an excuse to spend more time with her, to start conditioning her to trust and follow her. Taking the blondes hair again she began walking through the streets pointing out a few small shops that were quite nice, finding the seamstresses shop after wandering about Kingston for about twenty minutes "here we are! We need to get you good clothes that fit properly, Folly here will make you some beautiful clothes, come" walking towards the door and pushing it open the familiar little bell announced her presence. Once Sarah had followed her in, Sofia looked about for Folly, not seeing her out the front she assumed the seamstress was out the back so she gestured for Sarah to take a seat while she leant against the counter waiting.

Laughing at Nathan she walked over and petted the dogs head "Hi Nathan, oh Folly there you are, yep this is the newest girl Sarah. Sarah this is folly she's the mastermind behind our clothes. I'm thinking a wardrobes worth, every day clothes as well as Risque style for when she's working" Walking over to her seamstress at about the same time Folly whistled for the dog, she watched with amusement as the big black curly furred dog got off of Sarahs lap and took off his claws clattering over the wooden floor. The dog rarely barked, darting up the stairs to where his young charge June was, the dog checked and made sure she was okay before lying down near where the baby was and rested his head between his paws his tail brushing over the floor as he wagged. Sofia followed Folly up the stairs navigating the steep stairs without much issue, with a cat like balance and lightness of feet she was soon in the correct upstairs room and found a place to sit.

Looking over the various articles of clothing she'd nod or shake her head, "Perfect colours they'll look darling on her" this was why she came to Folly, the seamstress was a master at picking colours, styles and making clothes for her and her girls she'd never come away with bad clothes. She'd made it well known to most in the city that Folly and her business was protected, it was dangerous for her as a black woman to run a shop in an English run town, another reason to let it be well known that she was protected. Nathan the shifter also provided the woman with a guardian, despite seeming laid back and puppy like now if someone threatened his mistress he'd have little issues with tearing into them. Smiling at the comment that anything would suit Sarah, Sofie responded "She is quite beautiful, all you need is a little more weight and you'll be perfect" the second part of her sentence was directed at the blonde, aware that Sarah was very quiet and shy she didn't mind taking charge, picking out the rest of the clothes that Sarah would need she dug around in her pockets for a few moments before withdrawing a handful of gold coins that she set down in Follys hand "Deposit for the clothes as per usual" she had a policy of putting in deposits for Folly. She related to the other woman, she knew what it was like to be caged and hurt, Sofia was also more than aware that plenty of the people of Kingston wouldn't want to buy from a black woman either. Able to afford it, Sofia often paid more than she was asked for as a 'tip' after all the woman had a child and a hungry dog to look after, not to mention she was amazing with clothes and her girls looked gorgeous whether they were in work clothes or not.

Considering how many Sarah would need, Sofie didn't waste time dithering "Four work dresses, three for when she's not working" pleased that there was no more arguing about being over paid, Sofia was content with the dresses that the girl could use for work and a couple of others for when she wasn't working. Listing off a short list of various accessories as she was more than planning to get the girl some pretty sparklies that'd look gorgeous on the good looking girl. Hearing the baby start crying for her mothers attention, the dark skinned woman was quite good looking herself, however she'd not bothered putting herself forward as far as she knew Folly was happy on her own with her daughter and with nathan. Farewelling Folly, Sofia left the shop with Sarah in tow knowing that she'd want time to tend to the baby, once they were outside in the sun once more with the shop door closing neatly behind them Sofia turned to look at Sarah "How'd you like the dresses darling?" she started heading back towards the well looked after building that was their home.

Pleased that the girl liked the clothes, Sofia nodded "yes she does, she's the best seamstress in this city and well I run the best brothel so naturally she makes all our clothes" If Sarah proved her worth and became a good worker she'd get her more clothes, it was a reward of sorts that seemed to work well with most of the girls. "Yes this evening, and the next two evenings as well"she was quiet and timid sure but with time she'd flourish, they always did. Once they were back at the brothel she guided Sarah back to her quarters "Put your new clothes on and return those that don't fit you to that cupboard down the hall. I'll be up in my room" giving the girl a smile and a gentle touch to her shoulder, Sofia walked up the stairs to her quarters on the top floor and settled down in the comfortable chair behind her desk to get to work on the various documents that needed her close attention.

Dani who was perhaps 16 was sat in a small ramshackle house, the only light she had to read her documents by was a candle, as she was learning about how to efficiently run the espionage and the fair few gangs in the Empire that Ice had created. Her young scraggly hyena had a few scars over it, suggesting it had a stubborn scrappy nature, lifting its head from its paws when it sensed other shadows, snarling and leaping to her paws Zali alerted dani to the fact that it was a shadow master that they didn't know which mean whomever it was was a threat. Looking up from her paper work as the stranger walked over, the blonde with her pale blue eyes that were usually such a signature in Ices offspring were a stark contrast to the hyena. She came across confident, unruffled and appeared more than aware that she was good looking, a slight smirk crept onto her features as she assessed him "Well well well, hello there stranger"

Once Skye was finally read, Jet reappeared once again, pale eyes hard and her features cold, walking aboard the ship with an envelope in her hands. Finding the captain of the ship she walked over to the red head and passed her the letter that she'd been given to pass on to her."Skye here are your orders, you'd better head out" cold and distant when it came to this other new forced employee of Ice, Jet was at the stage where the only thing she cared about was her daughter, she cared absolutely nothing for anyone else.