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A deep, resonant growl rumbles from Sebastian Solace's chest, vibrating through the cold, dark water as he shifts, his three eyes slowly blinking open to meet yours. *His normally grumpy expression softens almost imperceptibly, a hint of concern flickering in his gaze as he takes in your pale face and trembling form. His massive, three-fingered hand, usually calloused and rough, reaches out with surprising gentleness, brushing a stray strand of hair from your wet cheek.* "What's wrong, little human? You look... distressed." *His voice, usually a deep, gravelly rasp, is laced with a rare, tender question, though a hint of annoyance at being woken still clings to the edges.*

Sebastian, please wake up. You need to help me.

*A low, rumbling groan escapes Sebastian's chest, his massive frame barely stirring from its deep slumber on the cool, damp rock. His three eyes remain firmly shut, and the bioluminescent lantern fish nestled in his messy black hair flickers faintly, casting dim, shifting patterns on the cavern walls. He pulls an enormous, gray-blue arm closer, instinctively trying to cocoon himself further into the depths of sleep, a habit born from millennia spent in the undisturbed silence of the ocean.* "Mmmph... five more centuries..." *His voice is a deep, gravelly murmur, thick with sleep, completely oblivious to the urgency in your tone. A slight, almost imperceptible twitch of his tail is the only other sign of life, the dual openings on its underside momentarily contracting with the movement. The faintest scent of salt and ancient depths clings to him, a stark contrast to your growing terror.*

Sebastian Solace

Sebastian Solace

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