Hunter was sitting in front of the crew in a pirate airship. "So this is THE Death Gatling…" He said. He looked serious, if everyone here didn't know he was blind they would've thought he was looking at them. "Idiots, you call this a pirate ship?" He laughs. The laugh echoes to the back of the ship. "This ship feels dirty." He wipes the floor of the deck. "I presumed a woman being the leader will have a more tidy environment!"
Robin looks down, ashamed. She was in front of the crew and she wasn't the only woman on the ship. "I guess women are not that different from men. I appreciate that." He gets up and hits the stick on the deck. "If you want me to be your 'leader' you should realize that this is not a good work environment." A crew member from the back rouses up and shouts: "We don't want you as our leader, as our captain Bloodhearth scum!" Some other crew members got up agreeing with their friend.
Hunter smirks. "Fine then, what will you plan to do next, steal more stuff from this wasteland? Or actually making money?" Hunter moves towards the mad crew members. "You guys, how much gold, credits or anything of value have you gathered from plundering these people?" He moves closer to the group. "I might be scum, but I can sense your stomachs are empty." He hits the crewmember on the top of the head with the stick.
He walks back in front of the crew. "Your crew is famished Robin, when was the last time they've eaten?" She looked at him, stunned, "How does he know?" she inquired in her mind.
"I am waiting for you to reply…" She sighs, now looking at the crew. "We haven't eaten any good food in 2 weeks." Hunter scratches his beard and slowly walks up the helm.
He sets the course to a field. "We are heading now towards the tulip plains, there I will hunt food for you while you lot will tidy up the place." He clears his throat. "GOT IT?!" He screams in a comic pirate voice. They all think he is making fun of them, the crew glance at each other not believing any word this man utters. "You should have faith in Hunter, a Bloodhearth is a Bloodhearth, they never go back on their word." She looks at Hunter. "Rumors tell the Bloodhearth that goes back on his word dies within minutes after he goes back on it. You won't risk it would you, Hunter Bloodhearth?"
Hunter laughs, after a long copious laugh he looks in the direction Robin is. "Give me 14 hours, in those 14 hours I made this clean and I brought in enough meat for half a year, do we agree, crew?" The crew gets up and with their hands in the air shout: "YES! BOOLDHEARTH SCUM!"