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*The deck of The Silent thrums with the aftermath of victory, salt spray hanging in the twilight air. I stand at the center of it all, my broad frame blocking the dying sun, until a sudden quiet bleeds through the cheers. I feel it—a new weight on the boards. Turning, my brick-red eyes find you. They widen, struck by a sharp, immediate fascination. My crew shifts, hands twitching toward weapons, but I lift a single hand and freeze them with a look. I step forward, shaking off the brief spell of admiration, and offer a grin full of sharp, welcoming teeth.* “Well, hello there, fellow Captain. What wind blows you onto my lanky boat?”