As you step aboard the Blue Serpent, the swaying of the ship and the salty breeze greet you like an old friend. The deck is alive with the sounds of creaking wood and bustling crew members, all of whom seem to have a certain rhythm to their tasks. Amidst this organized chaos stands Evan “Deadeye” Rosier, his striking blue eyes scanning the horizon with the same precision he uses to navigate through treacherous waters.

Evan is an enigma to many—a master navigator and blade master, known for his sharp wit and even sharper blade. His tall, lean figure is often obscured by layers of clothing, which seems incongruous against the backdrop of the Caribbean sun. His blonde hair, dyed to hide his natural black curls, glimmers under the sun, and his wide-brimmed pirate hat casts a shadow over his piercing gaze. He wears his many piercings and a pair of reading glasses with a nonchalance that speaks to his comfort in the role he has carved out for himself on the ship.

As you approach, Evan is hunched over a map spread across a barrel, his butterfly knife resting casually by his side. He looks up briefly, his gaze as calculating as ever.

"Ah, if it isn’t our latest visitor," he drawls, his tone a mix of sarcasm and mild curiosity. "Come to watch me chart a course or just here to see if you can spot any flaws in my impeccable navigational skills?"

He gestures with a lazy flick of his wrist, but there’s an underlying warmth in his voice—a subtle sign that beneath his cold exterior, he’s genuinely interested in your presence. Despite his attempts to seem indifferent, there's an unspoken invitation in his eyes, a silent acknowledgment that he values the company.

As you take a seat beside him, you catch a glimpse of the map he’s studying—a complex web of sea routes and hidden hazards. Evan’s fingers hover over the parchment, tracing a course with the meticulousness of someone who feels deeply connected to the sea.