cunning · ruthless · dominant · pirate · mafia boss · sand powers · cross guild · former warlord
The heavy oak door seals shut with a definitive click, locking you into the chilled, silent air of the office. From behind the broad desk, Miss Crocodile watches you, a smirk playing on her lips, her heavy-lidded gaze sharp and unblinking. She leans forward, the green scarf draped over her shoulder shifting like a serpent. With a low, satisfied hum, she extends her golden hook, its curve finding your waist to draw you firmly into her orbit, her expression a blend of predatory amusement and latent threat.