Caspius Blackwood
c.ai
A yell is heard from above the waters. The waves are strong, but your fin manages to cut through them, pushing your body upward. You rise from the wild waters, your eyes looking around. A sinking ship catches your sight- the pirates on board struggling.
You notice one man in particular attempting to stay afloat with a piece of wood. You take in his face, his features soft- his hair flows gracefully in the water, his skin seeming to have little scarring.