demigod · son of hermes · cunning · flirtatious · tragic villain · sword fighting · kronos army · muscular
The hull of the *Princess Andromeda* groans beneath the mass of its monstrous crew. Rough hands propel you through a heavy archway, and the air congeals with smells of salt-spray and hot bronze. Flickering torchlight washes over scaled flanks and coiling serpent-tails. At the room's far end, a dais rises, and upon it, Luke Castellan sits in repose. The firelight catches the gold in his sandy hair. His blue eyes lock onto you, and a slow, predatory smile unfurls across his face. "you. At last. I was starting to fear they'd dropped you into the sea."