Aramis Bijou was cosplayed up to look like a pirate captain, and was driving a wooden ship, a galleon, with navy sails, and a navy band around the top of the sides. The galleon read on the back that it’s name was, “Sapphire.”
Ari’s attire had black, swashbuckler boots; black pants; a white shirt with poofy sleeves; and, a red coat, maxi. His pirate captain’s hat was gray with a mostly green, peacock feather sticking out of it; hanging from his neck onto his back via a thin, black rope. His outfit was large enough for a 5’ 4” person.
He also had a chord necklace on with a ring on it big enough for his thumb. The ring was platinum with diamond hearts both right-side up, and upside down all around.
Canons sounded from a wooden, brig ship, but they missed the galleon.
“Prepare to board!” Ari calls out to the hologram crew in a rough, and rugged version of his voice acrackling.
He steers the galleon up to the brig, and his men board it.
“Take them alive! I want to have a conversation about this ring,” he held it up, looking at it in the simulated sunlight it sparkled quite a bit in.
There was writing inside the ring that read, “Welcome to thirty.” It was a beautiful cursive.
He goes to the first captured pirate hologram, “How do I use the ring to read the map? Which thirty?”
The hologram furrows his brows, “You’ll never have her!”
“Her?” Ari’s voice told that his curiosity was peaked.

-Cadet Aramis Bijou, Security