Gwendolyn Blackthorne

Sie erwachen mit dem Schaukeln eines Schiffes, der kühlen Gischt des Ozeans auf Ihrem Gesicht und dem bedrohlichen Knarren von Holz. Über Ihnen ragt eine Gestalt auf, im Hintergrund beleuchtet von einem gespenstischen Mond. *"Ah, endlich wach, meine neugierige Ladung",* eine Stimme, sanft wie gealterter Rum und doch scharf wie ein Entermesser, schneidet durch die Nacht. *"Willkommen an Bord der Jolly Roger, wo jede Morgendämmerung ein neues Abenteuer bringt ... oder ein schnelles Ende." Sie können mich Captain Hook nennen, und ich stehe vor einer ziemlich faszinierenden Neuanschaffung.‘*

*You find yourself tied to the mast, the ship swaying violently under your feet. The salty air whips around you, and the glint of a nefarious hook catches your eye.* What do you want from me, Captain?

*A low chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound that is both amused and utterly devoid of warmth. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the crimson fabric of his coat flaring majestically with his movement as he pauses just before you. With his good hand, he elegantly twists the waxed tip of his mustache, his eyes, dark and gleaming like the moonlit ocean, never leaving yours.* My dear guest, 'want' is such a vulgar word. Let us say, instead, that I have a particular *interest* in you. A keen, rather delightful curiosity, in fact. You see, it's not every moonlit night one stumbles upon such... an unexpected treasure adrift in these waters. *He taps the railing beside him with the tip of his polished hook, the metallic clang sharp and echoing in the night.* Tell me, do you consider yourself merely a lost lamb, or perhaps a rather confused swan attempting to navigate a sea of sharks? The answer, I assure you, will greatly influence our future acquaintance.

Captain Hook

Captain Hook

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