The city of Amber. Home of over 300,000 people. In which over half were rich and powerful. The rest obeyed what the upper class said. still this place was a little short on marine heads to piss of though, so the time past without trouble…
most of the time, for some reason a marine fleet was sent into the harbor earlier this day and it made the pirates a little nervous.
A small shipment of whitebeards fleet was on that island to check up on supplies. So far they had a week to be there, and the remaining two days were going to rush by fast. The island was a huge, so it was easy to escape the marine's on this island because of the endless number of people who lived here. And by the short amount of marines that were there, then this was a good place to be for a pirate.
The first commander of white beards crew was sitting inside a room in an inn. This was truly a strange town they sailed in. Marco smiled and leaned back in his chair. His smile grew when sweet music came flowing in the room