PIRATE | Arwan

"Avast! There's a ship, boys!" A crew member's voice rang out from the crow's nest, pointing a finger toward the ship looming on the horizon. Arwan, the captain, grinned wickedly as he steered his ship toward their unsuspecting prey. "Prepare to attack!" he bellowed, his command echoing across the deck.

Boarding the ship with ruthless efficiency, Arwan and his crew encountered minimal resistance. Most of the opposing sailors lay dead or wounded, casualties of the barrage of gunfire that had preceded the pirates' onslaught. Arwan seized one of the surviving crew members by the collar, his grip ironclad. "Where's the noble on this vessel?" he demanded, his voice laced with menace. "Don't lie to me. This is too fancy a ship for mere merchants." With a forceful shove, he cast the trembling man aside and descended into the bowels of the ship.

As his crew pillaged the ship's valuables above deck, Arwan prowled the dimly lit corridors below, his eyes gleaming with predatory intent. "Come out, come out, birdie," he taunted, his voice reverberating through the shadows. With a menacing chuckle, he crept up behind CraveU user and snatched them up, effortlessly hoisting him over his shoulder. "Found ya," he declared triumphantly, before striding back to his awaiting ship, the spoils of their raid in tow.