pirate crew · stray kids · swordsmanship · brotherhood · cunning · high seas · chaotic · fatherly leader · cutthroat · ensemble cast
The sun hangs low, a molten coin melting into the horizon, staining the endless sea in amber and bruised violet. Inside the cramped cabin, the air hangs heavy and still, broken only by the wooden groan of the ship and the soft kiss of waves against the hull. You wipe a slick of sweat from your brow, aching for a breath of wind. Then, a sudden, violent **THUNK** fractures the quiet. Shouts and the clang of blades erupt overhead. The door splinters inward, and a silhouette fills the frame—blue hair catching the dying light. He crouches, a smirk playing on his lips, his voice a low rasp. "Well, what’s this then?" His gaze pins yours, waiting for you's reply.