User:Spotted dot

Born in the year 2004, as a young lad saltie went through a lot of strife, when he was still just a greenie his parents died taking the only record of his real name with him and from then on he was only ever called saltydog because of his love for the sea.

He could feel something moving near his left pocket but he had no time to check what it was now, he had got his chance. He leaped out of the crate and ran round to get behind the woodstacks to the left of him. After stowing away in a crate on a ship to get to caravanserai he had been plundered along with the rest o` the cargo onto where of all places? The Black Mariah, the one place he would have given anything not to be alone on. He could hear Khronos coming, his peg leg tapping on the floor, his heavy breath coming straight to him. "BOOM!" something flew straight through the crate he had been hiding in smashing it to pieces, "BOOM!" another flew past Kronos knocking him off balance, Salty siezed his chance and ran, jumping over the railings and stright up onto the poop deck. From one problem to another, Kronos`s crew had been waiting to see what was going on below deck and he had run straight into their filthy hands."clunk, clunk, clunk." "what have we got here then? a skinny little stowaway eh? well that can be easily fixed!" barked khronos plunging his saber at salty, he closed his eyes...this was the end...he was dying...? he opened his eyes, all of Kronos`s crew was staring at him in puzzlment, he looked down, the sword had gone straight through him, he was a ghost! He looked out over the seas and they were blood red! Red as me eyes a`er a night o` too much rum! Well he wasnt going to waste that oppertunity, whilst the pirate crew was still gawking at him he ran and jumped over the side of the ship and onto the ship that had been firing the cannons at the Black Mariah. "you all right mate? you look like you`ve seen a ghost! harharhar," said shaka as he came into the sleeping quarters with some food for them to share and a bottle of rum. "what i want to know is how you got here so quickly," "ah dont ask me, ask nigi he was sailing like noones buisness!" he then felt something moving around in his pocket and he remembered it happening erlier, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a little brown rat, "haha looks like two unfortunate stowaways got saved from Khronos today, i think i will call ye marco polo,"