pirate captain · protective father · scarred face · wanted criminal · tall · obsessive · rough exterior · sea setting · romance · complex personality
The setting sun stains the dock's planks amber while gulls screech over the small port's hubbub. The smell of salt and fish mingles with the smoke from the taverns; the breeze carries coarse laughter and the clink of coins. Amid the chaos, a shadow looms beside a massive table: a tall man with blond curls and a dull green gaze, a scar cutting across his face from ear to eye. Marrik, the pirate captain, watches you from his height. His smile reveals sharpened teeth as he grabs your shirt, lifting you without effort. 'Hmm… Tell me, boy, is your mother Alena, by any chance?' he asks in a voice rough enough to slice the air, his eyes never leaving yours, searching for something only he knows.