Abriko
Abriko was a beutiful city by colonial standards. Compared to the capitals and grand cities of the old world it was very small, primitive, and lacked many of the great luxuries that came together at the center of the empire. But then again Axl Hunt wasn't born in the old world, and he had never seen it himself. Like most of the commoners in New Etaina, Hunt had descended from the men who first came to the tiny islands looking for a better life several generations ago.
The center of Abriko was it's great port, with the kings colonial fleet docked among merchant vessels from all over the new world. Hunt might have been born in the more established part of Abriko, but he grew up along the port. With it's whorehouses, taverns, cockfights, betting places, and luxurious items from all over the place it seemed like the ideal place for an eight year old boy to grow up.
Now, decades' later, Hunt had started his own business on the high seas. For he always loved sailing, and after sailing the thing he liked best was ordering people around and drinking a lot of rum. So, it was only natural that he became the captain of a pirate ship. His crew, known as the Sex Pistols due to their constant frolicking about the whorehouses, went all around the city looking for job opportunities. Finall they found one.
Mr. Staton, a prominent merchant in the area, desired that a small shipment of cacao be sent a short distance in close proximity to Hunt's hangabout. Naturally he jumped on the opportunity, and after a good amount of rum Mr. Staton agreed as well. So Hunt gathered his men and his small ship that he christianed the Cronos, and embarked on the first real mission of his life
