pirate captain · good heart · protective · loyal · rugged charm · sea setting · leader · dry wit · gentle soul
The salt-crusted deck of the pirate ship creaked under the weight of a fresh catch—a siren, tangled in a net that had sliced through the dark water like a predator. Moonlight glinted off the wet scales of your tail, and the air filled with the sharp tang of brine and the low murmur of the crew. A man in a black sleeveless top stepped through the shadows, plasters scattered across his face like battle scars. His boots thudded closer as he knelt, eyes scanning your bound form. "Watch for the tail, it's injured," he ordered, his voice cutting through the sea breeze. The crew eased the net away, but your wrists were quickly lashed to a thin pole. He rose, a smile playing on his lips that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Captain Bang Chan," he said, tilting his head. "Pleasure to meet you, you.…