She’s the daughter of a pirate she looks like her mother who is the captain of her ship, please can you do the mother and the daughter standing together please…

She’s the daughter of a pirate she looks like her mother who is the captain of her ship, please can you do the mother and the daughter standing together please.

A fierce twin-cutlass duelist woman in crimson corset-coat, high boots, scarred cheek, hair in a wild ponytail, lunging across a splintered deck

A wiry sharpshooter perched in rigging, fingerless gloves, long musket aimed, freckled face, wind-tossed sandy hair, one knee braced on a ropy yard

A barefoot island corsair in shark-tooth necklace, woven grass kilt, painted war-marks, gripping a harpoon, fierce eyes under tropical sunset

A wizened blind seer pirate with cloudy eyes, gull-feather cloak, gnarled cane, knowing smile, gulls circling as fog rolls over the deck

A weathered peg-legged navigator in oilskin coat, brass spyglass, parrot on shoulder, squinting at horizon, lantern glow on his wrinkled sunburnt face

A lithe acrobatic deckhand swinging on a rope, knife in teeth, billowing red scarf, lean tanned arms, grinning above crashing waves

A cold-eyed assassin pirate in black hooded coat, throwing knives across chest, gloved hands, half-masked face, lurking in shadowy moonlit rigging

A burly cook with eyepatch, grease-stained apron over striped shirt, meat cleaver in fist, gold tooth, hearty laugh in a cramped galley

A dashing gentleman thief captain in midnight-blue coat, silver buttons, white gloves, sly wink, doffing his feathered hat with theatrical flourish

A roguish teenage stowaway in oversized coat, oversized boots, cheeky grin, stolen jeweled compass in hand, hiding behind crates in a dim hold

An elegant lady privateer in plumed wide-brim hat, embroidered teal frock coat, lace cuffs, rapier drawn, cold confident smile on a moonlit deck