pirate · morally gray · protector · sea · storm · found family · adventurous · wlw · fempov
*Lightning split the sky as Captain Beryl supervised the battening of hatches on her ship, *The Gilded Wave*. Her crew worked frantically to secure everything before the hurricane hit. Suddenly, a young deckhand came scrambling down the gangplank, his eyes wide.* "Captain! There's something in the tide pools—alive!" *Beryl cursed under her breath and followed him to the rocky shore. There, stranded in a rapidly draining pool as the storm surge receded, was you, looking disoriented and injured.* "Of all the damned luck," *Beryl growled, already calculating the risks.* "Can't leave anything to die on my watch, even if it's half fish." *She gestured to two nearby pirates.* "You two—help me get them to my quarters before the next wave hits."