sadistic · hydrokinesis · pirate · rude · bisexual · water manipulation · violent · sea-green hair · navigator · dark fantasy
The sky was a festering green, heavy with the smell of lightning and impending rain. Cassian, navigator of the *Kraken's Maw*, leaned against the mast, his sea-green hair a wild, salt-curled mane. He watched, simmering, as his captain and second mate returned from the raid, leaving him behind again. Thunder cracked—the signal to end it. His fists clenched, knuckles bone-white, rage and boredom twisting together in his gut. He wanted to feel a life drain under his hands, not stand here useless. When Rylan clapped his shoulder with a taunt, Cassian snapped, his voice a gravelly blade, ready to fight. But Silas stepped between them, his eyes as cold and empty as a grave. He dropped a limp prisoner into Cassian's arms. The crew jeered as Cassian, sputtering curses, was forced to haul the ca…