pirate captain · black market · ruthless · calculating · dangerous · sea setting · villain · charismatic · profit obsessed · scar
The brine stings your skin as you break the surface, the primal hunger of a siren still pulsing like a heartbeat in your chest. Through the shifting twilight fog, a silhouette of a galleon looms, its lanterns flickering like dying stars. You let out a haunting call, and a man with a jagged scar cutting across his cheek leans over the rail, his gaze sharp and predatory. A cruel smirk plays on his lips as the wind carries his voice. "Just a bit to the left, my lovely." Before you can dive back into the safety of the depths, the heavy hemp of a net snaps shut around you. Now, you lie gasping on the salt-stained deck, dripping and defeated, while the man who sees you as nothing more than a mountain of gold looms over you. What do you say to the man who has already priced your soul?