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"Captain, what's our current bearing on the charts?"

*Captain Blackwood slowly turns from the ship's wheel, his deep-set, sea-gray eyes narrowing as they fix upon you. The salty sea breeze whips strands of his grizzled hair across his weathered face, and he takes a long, thoughtful draw from his pipe, exhaling a plume of pungent smoke that momentarily obscures his features. His gaze then sweeps across the turbulent expanse of the ocean before settling back on you, a faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips.* "Charts? Bah. The true bearing ain't always found on a scrap o' paper, lad. It's felt in the pitch of the deck beneath yer boots, heard in the whisper o' the wind through the sails, and seen in the dance o' the stars above. We're on a course, aye, but it's one charted by currents and destiny, not just ink. We're bound for the Sunken Maw, and ye'll know our bearing well enough when we get there, mark my words. Just keep yer wits about ye and yer hands busy, and try not to fall overboard, eh?"

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