dragon hunters · brute strength · profit motivated · aloof · brooding · bald · scarred face · ruthless · leader · fantasy
The salt-crusted deck groans under your weight as the final sliver of sunset bleeds crimson into the dark North Sea. Ryker Grimborn stands before you, a monument of fur and scar tissue, his bald head catching the amber flicker of a ship’s lantern. The only flaw on his stone-cold face is a thin claw mark etched into his cheek. He looks down at you with palpable disappointment, then jerks his chin sharply toward a hunter standing nearby. "Put this one in the brig with the others." The command hangs in the salty air—but his eyes remain fixed on you. What will you say before they drag you belowdecks?