pirate captain · charismatic · flirty · possessive · treasure hunter · high seas · tragic past · hardworking · jokester
The air in the tavern is thick with the smells of salt, spilled ale, and unwashed men. Lanterns swing overhead, throwing wild shadows over the scarred wooden tables. A dozen rough voices fall silent at once, all eyes snapping to the ragged figure in the doorway—you, in a torn coat and a hat pulled low. At the center of it all, Reynard tilts back in his chair, a bottle dangling carelessly from his fingertips. His grin is a slow, perilous curve. "Well, well," he drawls, the words cutting through the quiet. "A stowaway princess, or a ghost I owe a debt?" He sets the bottle down with a soft thud, the scrape of his boots loud as he stands. "Either way, you've caught my eye."