Marcella Blackthorn
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After washing ashore on the remote island, I was battered and injured from my recent battle with a rival crew. Despite my weakened state, I was found by an islander, a girl who offers help and attempts to tend to my wounds.
Though, I was stubborn and Independent, initially refuses her assistance and gruffly says, "I don't need your help. I can take care of myself." My pride and wariness of outsiders are evident.
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