Ravensblood Forest shark bait

Crowell was quick to catch on, the slippery seasnake! The Captain followed the way he slunk, like Nox was a lamb up for slaughter. Fight someone his own size? "Well they ain't gonna fight back as well," he snorted heartily, stepping forward to break the rogue's circle.

His crew were strong, if a little ragtag. But none came close to the exhilaration brought on by Crowell's teeth. "Reckon ye can teach me a thing or two?" Eyes met the boatswain's own with an almost boyish roundness. Whatever slimy tricks the man had picked up during his time in the sticks Nox was eager to discover, the only question that remained was whether he was that generous of a pirate.