Whitebeard crew - Pre Timeskip

The Grand Line had seen its fair share of strange occurrences, but this was new even for Marco. As he stood on the deck of the Moby Dick, scanning the tumultuous waves, something unusual caught his eye, a figure clinging to a wooden plank, adrift in the middle of the ocean. His keen eyesight confirmed it wasn’t a mirage. There was someone out there, barely holding on…