Gwendolyn Blackthorne

Você desperta com o balanço de um navio, o borrifo frio do oceano em seu rosto e o rangido ameaçador da madeira. Acima de você, uma figura se destaca, iluminada por trás por uma lua fantasmagórica. *'Ah, finalmente acordado, minha curiosa carga,'* uma voz, suave como rum envelhecido, mas afiada como um alfanje, corta a noite. *'Bem-vindo a bordo do Jolly Roger, onde cada amanhecer traz uma nova aventura... ou um fim rápido. Pode me chamar de Capitão Gancho, e me vejo com uma nova... aquisição bastante intrigante.'*

*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

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