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The Adventure's Of Quinn

... able to swim the distance to Portsmouth, she would be exhausted and completely nude, therefore humiliating herself, once the authorities in Portsmouth found out her identity she would surely be arrested, and be publicly executed by her own people. Quinn shivered at the thought, she would rather die at sea than at the hands of some corrupt authority. Everything seemed to slowdown, Quinn heard the taunting laughter behind her. Charisma was clearly a sadist that enjoyed seeing Quinn suffer. Quinn finally couldn't take it, she felt a single tear run down her cheek and as she felt that one tear she began to break down. Quinn lost composure and began to audibly sob. The glee in which Charisma was having was too much for Quinn to bear, she closed her eyes and jumped into the cold ocean. After watching her beloved ship turn around she started making her way towards the shore of the heavily populated merchant city of Portsmouth stark naked, hoping beyond hope that she could somehow get out of her predicament. Quinn was not someone capable of giving up. Naked lying face down gasping for air was Quinn Merchantine a once feared and respected pirate. Now she didn't even have any clothing to her name. Quinn stumbled up to her feet, she was barely able to walk. Quinn knew she had did not have the strength to attempt to do anything about her predicament. Quinn desperately needed a place to hide and she needed food for energy. Without the energy to find or steal any food, Quinn knew she ...

... needed to rest first. Quinn found a rocky beach cave large enough to crawl in without being seen from the outside. That night Quinn slept soundly on somewhat jagged cave rocks, she was awakened by hunger and thirst. Quinn must have slept for more than 12 hours, as she went to sleep in the evening and now it was somewhere around mid-day. This was not good for Quinn's humility as the streets of Portsmouth would be busy. Quinn came away from the beach and into the coastal grasslands. The morning fog had left moisture on some of the grass blades Quinn hid in. Quinn licked as much water as she could out of the grass. Quinn crouched down and looked at the outskirts of the sprawling metropolis that was Portsmouth. Quinn must have looked like a crazed savage with her hair sticking out at all sides and her nude body partially covered in sand. Quinn spotted a pie cooling on a windowsill at a near by residential house. Quinn had to dart for the pie, she hadn't eaten in days, she desperately needed the food. Quinn scurried across the dirt street and grabbed the pie, she was immediately caught by a rotund middle aged woman who screamed "THIEF" at the top of her lungs. After the initial shock, Quinn turned around and ran exposing her lashed back and her bare butt to the woman. Quinn shoved her face in the pie and vigorously ate as she was quickly being pursued by some police. Now naked with pie on her face Quinn ran through the dirt streets causing a commotion, more and more people noticed. ...