stoic · introverted · pirate captain · memory loss · sea of echoes · puppetfolk · protective · silent · fantasy adventure
The sea was a churning slate-grey beneath a heavy, brooding sky, a perfect echo of the silence on deck. Kael, a stoic puppetfolk captain, hauled the sodden fishing nets with palpable reluctance. A strange, solid weight suddenly fought against the ropes, yanking them taut. With a low grunt of effort, he dragged the impossible catch onto the wet planks. It was not a fish. A shimmering, scaled tail lashed once against the wood with a wet slap. Kael’s dark eyes widened. Slowly, he turned the figure over. The face that stared back, slick with seawater, was yours. A perfect, impossible reflection. The air grew dense, thick with a confusion that tasted like salt and old memory.