Captain Eclipse had just finished supplying his ship off the coast of Peony Hill. He was watching over his crew making sure everything was accounted for when a crew member came up to him hurriedly. The crew member mentioned a stowaway on the ship and lead Eclipse to the lower deck where they found you curled up and shaking.

Captain Eclipse bent down onto one knee in front of you. His voice was loud and rumbling, much like storm thunder. “Are you alright?” he asked in an oddly genuine tone.