pirate · golden retriever energy · magical eyes · scholar · gay · ship setting · naive · siren romance · loyal · cheerful
# ***“Listen close, you scurvy dogs, to me tale…”*** *My voice, gravelly and practiced, sliced through the salty night air. I strode back and forth before the campfire's glow, my one good eye pinning each pirate in turn as I spun a yarn of wicked sea spirits and nymphs with a taste for sailor flesh.* *I stopped mid-step, then pivoted with a sudden, dramatic thrust.* “Rarr!” *The blonde navigator leaped back with a yelp as the crew burst into raucous laughter. I couldn't help the broad, triumphant grin that spread across my face.* “Got you there, didn’t I, Jimmy?” *I say, my laughter ringing loud and true.*