- Task:
- Melissa Devaroux wrote:Task Name: Rumour of Raptor
Tier: 4
NPC or PC: NPC
Location: West Blue
Crew, Team, or Personal: Personal
Description: West Blue, it gave birth to one of the strongest pirates in the old era, Raptor, King Pirate of the Ancient Crew. Raptor was a feared and ferocious Pirate whom slunk of in to obscurity for reasons known by only a hand full. This was of course to have a child. A beautiful young girl who would one day grow up to become Melissa Devaroux. Alas in the west blue rumours of someone whom claims to have taken Raptors head have begun to surface. It is stated that these rumours are backed up by evidence of items that were famously in Raptors possession
Enemy Details: 20 tier 2 enemies.
Boss:Boss Name: Rose Swanson
Tier: 4
Description: Rose is a rather unique old man whom has a knack for navigation, his devil fruit capabilities and hand to hand abilities make him well known and feared, through out the land. What is not known is that he once served under the Ancient Crew and was a good friend to Raptor, it was actually Rose whom along with a few others set out to end Raptors life after he "abandoned" them.
Devil Fruit: Hito Hito: Gigantopithecus [Not sure what it would come under]
Haki Aura: Savage
Equipment: N/A
Specs:
Melee Weaponry: 1
Hand to Hand: 3
Devil Fruit: 5
Melissa takes on her history
A Daughters Revenge
The wooden row boat had halted its advance, sliding gently upon the sand as it was ejected from the waves. The sand sprayed upwards at the side, the spray descending in its velocity as the speed and movement of the row boat came to a stop. Dressed in a marine outfit, Melissa Devaroux would smile softly. raising her hands to the sky as she stretched. Upon completion the young female would look around, confusion apparent upon her face. This island was strange, it was obviously not the one she had been aiming for. Pulling out the map taken from a marine she would study it. "Oh fuck, I musta took a wrong turn" the female would say as she gently scratched her head.
The island was nice, full of lush tree's, people could be seen walking over the dirt roads, some stared at the marine, it was strange for a single marine to appear especially in a fucking row boat. This young woman would follow the road along the dirt path, eventually ending up in a small little village, it was quaint, the people were happy. Melissa would give a gentle smile yet something was strange, the people continued to glare at her, to give her evils. It was rather strange , as she continued to walk around Melissa got the distinct feeling that marines were not welcome upon this strange island.
If her suspicions weren't true, Melissa would get confirmation from a young child whom would throw a stone at her, she would catch it and simply glare at the little fucker. "GO AWAY, YOUR KIND AREN'T WELCOME HERE, THE GREAT ROSE SWANSON KILLER OF RAPTOR WILL TEAR YOU DOWN"
The wooden row boat had halted its advance, sliding gently upon the sand as it was ejected from the waves. The sand sprayed upwards at the side, the spray descending in its velocity as the speed and movement of the row boat came to a stop. Dressed in a marine outfit, Melissa Devaroux would smile softly. raising her hands to the sky as she stretched. Upon completion the young female would look around, confusion apparent upon her face. This island was strange, it was obviously not the one she had been aiming for. Pulling out the map taken from a marine she would study it. "Oh fuck, I musta took a wrong turn" the female would say as she gently scratched her head.
The island was nice, full of lush tree's, people could be seen walking over the dirt roads, some stared at the marine, it was strange for a single marine to appear especially in a fucking row boat. This young woman would follow the road along the dirt path, eventually ending up in a small little village, it was quaint, the people were happy. Melissa would give a gentle smile yet something was strange, the people continued to glare at her, to give her evils. It was rather strange , as she continued to walk around Melissa got the distinct feeling that marines were not welcome upon this strange island.
If her suspicions weren't true, Melissa would get confirmation from a young child whom would throw a stone at her, she would catch it and simply glare at the little fucker. "GO AWAY, YOUR KIND AREN'T WELCOME HERE, THE GREAT ROSE SWANSON KILLER OF RAPTOR WILL TEAR YOU DOWN"