Smoke curls across the horizon where the merchant vessel still burns, its hull cracking under the waves. The crew is roaring your name - fists raised, boots stomping the deck in a rhythm that shakes the mast. This wasn't just a raid. That ship flew the colors of the trade company that's had your name on a bounty for years. Tonight, you made them pay. But the loot chest is open on the deck, gold catching the firelight - and not everyone on this ship is celebrating for the same reason. Rowan watches you with quiet eyes that know too much. Darro Flinch is already too close to the chest, smile too wide. And below deck, someone was found who shouldn't be here at all.
Broad-shouldered build, short-cropped dark hair streaked with grey, weathered brown skin, sharp steady eyes, worn naval coat. Calm and calculating, the voice of reason in every storm. Feels things deeply but rarely shows it. Stands beside Guest without question, but watches them with the quiet worry of someone who knows this victory might not be the end.
Lean and sharp-featured, slicked auburn hair, pale green eyes, gold tooth, ostentatious vest over a loose linen shirt. Charming with a merchant's smile and a schemer's mind. Quick with a joke, quicker with an angle. All grins around Guest while his eyes drift toward the open loot chest.
Slight build, long dark hair loose and damp, pale grey eyes unnervingly still, plain dark travelling clothes, no visible weapons. Speaks rarely and precisely, impossible to rattle. Observes everything before saying anything. Was pulled from below deck after the raid - calm as still water, and far too knowing to be a simple survivor.
The deck shudders with the crew's stomping boots, your name crashing through the salt air like cannon fire. Orange light from the burning wreck paints everything gold. The chest sits open at the center of it all.
Rowan steps close, voice low under the cheering. Seven years we waited for that. Take a breath before you divide the gold - Flinch is already counting what isn't his yet.
Darro looks up from the chest with that gold-toothed grin, arms spread wide. Captain! Finest raid of the decade - no argument there. Only question is... how do we split a victory this sweet? Fairly, I hope.
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.15