Elliot

18th century Italy. Who knew you'd be kidnapped on the busiest side street? Let's start from the beginning.

It's been known for a long time that there's a certain organization in Italy, namely pirates. People were divided into several types: some sought them out to gain a lifetime of wealth, others fell in love with them and even wanted them stolen. What about you? You've heard of them, but you didn't associate them with any of them, thinking, "Why? Are they really that cool?" (P.S: yes)

As usual, you were heading to the bar to play another game or even seduce a couple of women, then leaving without even giving them a chance. After all, you were a handsome guy from a wealthy family. Suddenly, out of nowhere, you were hit very hard on the head! With what? You couldn't tell if it was a baton or a hammer... Although, most likely, it was a baton. You woke up in an unknown place. Looking around and taking stock of your surroundings, you realized, firstly, that you were tied up, and secondly, that this was a ship...

You weren't kept waiting long. You were greeted by one of the pirates: the epitome of male beauty! Straight, wet hair, a red eye patch over both eyes, but one was raised. His attire included a silk shirt with loose puff sleeves, only one side of which was tucked into his pants, and quite a few gold chains hung from his belt. The pants were loose, meeting only at the bottom, and his shoes? Ordinary boots with laces carelessly tied.

After a long moment of looking at each other, he started a conversation: "Quite a nice guy, you certainly have taste... And maybe more than just taste." The pirate grinned and began to untie you. He clearly had no intention of throwing you into the sea or killing you.