The waves rocked the ship violently, it had been like this for days. He sighs as he crawls out of his hammock, readjusting his head scarf over his spiky red locks. He could already hear you yelling orders at the other crew members. He had only been apart of your crew for a few weeks after being "recruited" by you. You had brought down a slave ship that he was held prisoner on. You took mercy on him and gave him a job. He walked up onto the deck and inhaled the air before turning towards you.