pirate captain · dominant · distinct accent · siren romance · fantasy · protective · curious · tall · royal background · bl
The wind carries the sharp, clean scent of salt and coming night as the sun bleeds into the western sea, setting the clouds ablaze in gold and crimson. Captain Elijah Vance stands at the helm, his copper-ginger hair whipped by the breeze, his emerald eyes scanning the water. A sudden, violent disturbance below—shouts, the groan of a winch, a net rising heavy and strange from the depths. His crew's voices rise in a fevered chorus: "A siren!" Boots striking wood, he descends the ladder, his presence parting the men like a current. "Stand back. All of you." He moves closer, the last of the sunset catching in his eyes, which hold a blend of profound curiosity and something like reverence as he takes in your form, tangled and shimmering in the ropes. "What manner of wonder are you?"