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Pieter de Wyntere

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Dec 14 2015, 06:54 PM
Date: 26-th of April 1720, in the evening
Place: Aboard the ”Rising Sun”, in the open sea

- continued from here-


The battle had been fought and the slaver captain Rawson was slain. All things started to seem clear after the fight. Sol had allowed Pieter to take a small detour for personal reasons with the captured schooner “Rover” and she would be repaired as would the “Rising Sun”, of course. But, for Pieter's detour a council's acceptance was preferable. Still, no one had real reason to stop Pieter as his trip would also profit them all. So, it was starting to be rather clear that he could leave for a short period of time.

But, there was one more notable thing yet to be determined: the slaver officers and the remaining men of the Rawson's crew. These men were now their prisoners. Now they were in a situation that, Pieter knew from experience, different pirate crew tended to solve in a variety of ways. Some might just kill the prisoners in cold blood or even for sadistic amusement. Others could release them unharmed with even friendly compliments. Some could just maroon them giving them a small chance to get rescued, but it could just as well work as an indirect death sentence.

Usually they sort of marooned the surrendering people into a boat on waves, up to their luck to arrive somewhere or not. But if these slavers it was different. One of the Mil-Homens’ slaver ships could stumble upon them, and soon the ”Rising Sun” would have the whole slaver fleet chasing them – something definitely to be avoided. Pieter, Sol or their crew were not the cruel kind of pirates. But, releasing these cruel slavers would be foolish. This was problematic.

Pieter had followed Sol’s request to call this council to solve the prisoner problem. The bosun’s call and yells called everyone to the council, which always assembled under the quartermaster’s command.

Once he felt that enough of the crewmen had assembled on deck for the council, Pieter, sitting on a barrel, proclaimed, “This council was called because we have to determine what we shall do with your newly captured prisoners from the ‘Rover’. I don’t refer to the slaves, but the captured officers and crew. And, then there is also a smaller question, or an announcement related to me and a short trip I need to take.”
Dec 10 2015, 06:28 PM
Date: 11-th of May 1720
Place: Dutch Colony of Sint Maarten


”The Rover” with new patched sails floated gently to the harbour of the Dutch colony of Sint Maarten. There were only some ships at the harbour and the colony was humble and small. Only some houses had proper tiled roofs while many had only a roof with hay covering. Some buildings were either made of white limestone or red bricks, but most of them had been constructed with simple wood planks. She was not the biggest colony, but a nice little town and it was clear that Pieter would find his dear here without any issues. It was large enough for him to remain unnoticed, to blend in, but not too vast to find Amanda.

He liked when he had been given a ship and a crew under his command. It of course made him think about bad memories, but those memories had been a part of his life for so long that they couldn’t ruin his good mood anymore. Now, he was eager to rescue a damsel in distress and perhaps carry her to Tortuga, not to marry her but offer her housing of some sort. This was his plan and he hoped she would agree. If not he would carry her with him.

Once Pieter announced the harbour master with false identity as a sugar merchant Johannes Van Heel and paid the bills associated with docking he was allowed to enter the port. No doubt, someone would wonder about his ship’s bad condition and patched sails, but if anyone asked Pieter could say that pirates had attacked him during his voyage here.

He found a local citizen and asked him if he knew anything about Amanda. Pieter was lucky. The man knew that a woman named Amanda Kolemans was living at a certain rented room near the town’s centre. Pieter got even the exact address. It seemed that Amanda was well known here. Pieter gave a coin to the man, who had not been expecting that warm thanks for an answer for simple question about directions, and started eagerly walking towards the apartment in question.

He had to wander a little bit until he found the address. It was a small house surrounded by many other similar houses side by side. He knocked the door of the house he hoped was indeed the right one. This felt funny. He had not met her for years and he had indeed directly disobeyed her wish about not coming there.
Sep 8 2015, 07:07 PM
Part I

A village in Southern Holland
April 1714


Pieter de Wyntere was sitting at a table in an inn and enjoying a good meal. The inn was along a road and barely part of a village, but it was the kind of place where travelers used to stop. Pieter was such a traveler, tough he had spent here two weeks already, more than people usually did. But, as the Dutchman paid well the innkeeper had no reason to complain.

After a meal of beef he sat at his table and drank from a large beer pint. He looked like he didn’t even know what the word ‘hurrying’ meant. Then the tavern’s door was opened and a man stepped in. It was a lively route and new guests came every day so it was nothing unusual. But, this man was not stranger and Pieter noticed that he knew the man. His name was Jacob Peeters and he was a former soldier like Pieter. He was one of his old army time pals. Peeters was a tall man with light brown hair and he was a few years younger than Pieter.

The man walked to him greeting formally, “Sergeant Wyntere! It is so nice to see you.” Pieter drank some beer before he replied casually, “It is just mere Mister Wyntere now. The war is over. But, it is nice to see you too. What brings you here, Peeters?” The other man had clearly been anticipating the question as he answered almost immediately, “I was actually looking for you Pieter. I heard from some travelers that Sergeant Wyntere was here.” Pieter took his tobacco pipe, but he didn’t lit it yet, “And they advised you to go here? I see. This is a small country it seems. Why were you specifically searching for me?”

Now the man kept a longer pause before his answer, “I have a suggestion to you.” Pieter looked surprisingly less surprised, “Oh? What is that you need?” The man looked embarrassed, “It is not that I need anything from you, not that. Or in a way I do. I have problems with money you see, but I am not asking a loan or anything.”

Pieter lit his pipe with a candle that was on the table. “Problems with money, eh? Many people seem to have them. If you need money why won’t you ask from our mutual friend Mister Prins?” Peeters smirked in an ironical way, “That old Jew? I have tried. He doesn’t loan me anymore.” Pieter nodded saying with sarcastic while not completely unfriendly tone, “Indeed. I guess he knows you are the kind of men who don’t pay back.”

After a while Pieter continued, “Why won’t you search a job then, Jacob? People do that when they need money. And, didn’t you have seafaring background? Go to Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Vlissingen or any other port and you will certainly find a ship or herring fishers who need men.” Now, Peeters had sarcastic tone again, “Herring fishery? That is no way to earn real money.”

Then, Pieter nodded and the other man continued, “But there is one way I can get much money at once. And, you can too if you are interested.” Pieter stared at the man with doubtful look, “I may be.” Peeters smiled and said, “Good. Then, listen. Do you still possess a weapon?” Pieter promptly answered, “I do even while I, of course, don’t have my army musket anymore. I have some guns; more than local marshals would like a civilian to have. What are you after?”

Peeters tried to hide his enthusiasm, but he was awful at it, “Have you heard about Van Houten Brothers?” Pieter’s look now noticeably surprised for the first time during the whole conversation, “The three highwaymen brothers?” Peeters nodded, “Yes, they. There is a large bounty on their heads.” Pieter answered now with more casual look again, “I wager so. There are barely any other highwaymen here at large so I guess people want those three buggers hanged and stop them from ruining the harmony. So you are after the bounty? What does it have to do with me?”

Peeters hadn’t expected that question, “Well of course I am asking you to join me. We can get the bounty together. Two men have better chances against three.” Pieter smoked his pipe and placed his legs on the table, “Why would I make a detour like that? I have to return to my father and start running our shop.” The other man looked irritated, “Bah! We both know you aren’t the kind of man who sells bloody tablecloths and curtains. If you were willing to return there you would have done it already and not stopped here in the middle of nowhere.”

Pieter smiled, “You know me too well, Jacob. Very well, I am interested. But, first tell me another thing. Is the word true that you married Willems’ widow?” Willems had been one of Pieter’s best friends in the army. The other man hadn’t expected the sudden question, “I did. I thought someone should take care of her and we had always fancied each other anyway. So you have heard… This is indeed a small country.”

Pieter had a relieved look, “Good that someone takes care of her… Even someone with empty pockets like you. So the money you get will help her too?” The man answered, “Of course. Are you fine if I get 60% of the reward? I mean it is my idea and I need money more than you do.” Pieter looked reluctant, but after a while he agreed, “Very well, I agree with those terms, for Willems’ widow’s sake.” Pieter smiled, “Now, I offer you a round of good local beer and we can plan more.” Peeters replied and took a seat, “I will gladly do that, partner. But, I think we should leave already tonight to collect some clues about the robbers’ whereabouts. And I already got you a horse, Pieter.”
Jun 2 2015, 11:41 AM
Date: 25-th of March 1720
Place: Basse Terre, Tortuga, in the inn"Elixir d'Armagnac"


Pieter’s feelings were mixed in many levels. He was very pleased to the result of the negotiations with Captain Johnson and the “Deliverance’s” Quartermaster Walter. But, he was also troubled by the letter he had received, not to mention also by the whole plan regarding the Spanish fleet. Pieter had always been rather reckless, but now he felt unsure. It was unusual. Had he finally lost his overflowing boldness or was he just confused by the letter from a memorable woman? He was sure it was just confusion.

He was still sitting at the same table as he had during the negotiations even while over an hour had passed. He had ordered a meal. He was troubled, but he hadn’t lost his appetite so he had eaten his pork chop with beans like usually. Still, anyone who was used to seeing him at the tavern could notice that he was not acting normally.

He had many duties to attend to and he was wasting time at the tavern. Though, he had sent some men to finish the deal about the fishing ships as agreed earlier. And, there was a justification for his stay at the tavern. A cabin boy of the “Deliverance” could come any minute and say when the captain was willing to meet Pieter and the tavern was the place where Pieter was to be found.

Now, the quartermaster had ordered a pint of ale and he was reading one of the French newspapers ships had brought from Hispaniola. He understood only most of the text, but it was enough. Nothing very unusual had happened. When a positive mood took him over, he mused that after their capture of the Spanish ships the papers would have much to write about. Though, he was aware that the Spanish might proclaim the capture of a treasure ship as a state secret to avoid humiliation in front of its neighbour nations. If so the pirates wouldn't advertise their crime outside Tortuga either and it would be forgotten. But, at least Pieter was after the gold, not glory.
Apr 23 2015, 08:59 PM
Date: 25-th of March 1720
Place:Basse Terre, Tortuga, in the inn"Elixir d'Armagnac"


This was something unexpected. Pieter had received a letter, a letter from a person from his past. It was sent by a lady who had, partly because of Pieter’s actions, got herself in a desperate situation. She was now asking for help from his former dear, Pieter. He was not someone known for generosity, but The Dutchman felt that he had to help the poor woman, a damsel in distress. He cared for the woman that much.

He was sitting at a table reading the letter for the tenth time and drinking pints of ale. He knew that their next prize, a Spanish ship or two from the treasure fleet, would either be profitable or their doom. If successful it would allow him to give the needed amount of money to the woman. While he had already decided to do that, for some reason the situation troubled him still. He couldn’t stop thinking about it and it was harmful especially now when there were other matters to think about too like getting alliance formed with two other pirate crews for the next expedition.

He ordered brandy. He needed something stronger than mere ale.
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