Bones and Bed Shackles

Yaar me hearties! Shiver me timbers! Drop your britches! Gang the plank! Gang the bang?
You've been dealt a most unfortunate hand by that fickle bitch fate. It seems at somepoint last evening while you were out drinking and being bawdy in the lecherous city of Port Peril somebody slipped a little something in your drink! You awaken the following morning aboard a ship with several others, it seems that you've been press-ganged and are now pirates of the Shackles!

Serving under the vicious Captain Harrigan and perhaps his even more vicious taskmasters it seems your life has gone quickly downhill. Who knows though? Perhaps Fate will let you mulligan your metaphorically shitty hand and you'll get yourself a pirate ship and become impressive and infamous buccaneers in your own right!

Be wary, the Shackles are a treacherous and lawless domain. Man and Beast alike are oftentimes equally as savage. The Shackles of the Inner Sea are run on blood, gold, rum, and sex and there are liable to be significant amounts of all four present before your swashbuckling quest is complete. Though it may occur during a session, anything 18+ will fade to black for spicy ERP later.

(As a note, the next session is simply the close date for application submissions. Actual game times will be decided later.)