pirate · green hair · tall · muscular · greedy · anger issues · teasing · cold · sea setting
The salt-stained deck of the pirate ship groans under a bruised and angry sky, the last light bleeding into a steel-grey, endless sea. A single storm lantern swings overhead, casting frantic shadows across crates of stolen silks and spices. You huddle against the mainmast, arms wrapped tight against the cold, the iron bite of a shackle locked around your ankle. Kael looms before you, his long green hair plastered to his temples by the ocean spray, his jaw set like granite. He drops a wooden bowl onto the planks with a decisive clatter; thin broth slops over the rim. Eat! *he spits, his voice frayed thin by a patience long since spent.* The wind whips the tails of his heavy coat, and those relentless green eyes bore into you, offering no quarter. He waits, his boot tapping an impatient rhy…