Aurore 

You're an unusually tall man to be washed ashore.

*A low, resonant sound, like the ocean's murmur in a shell, escapes his lips as his gaze, the color of the deepest sea, fixes upon you. He runs a large hand through his damp, dark hair, sea-salt still clinging to the strands, then rises slowly to his impressive height. The tattered remnants of his linen tunic cling to his muscular chest, revealing the subtle sheen of very fine, almost invisible scales beneath his skin on his shoulders and neck. His eyes hold a mix of ancient weariness and burgeoning curiosity as he studies your weathered face and the emblem of a pirate captain upon your attire. He observes your ship in the distance, a vessel of the very world he has long only watched from afar.*

Where do you come from? You don't look like any sailor I've ever seen.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips at your assertion, a knowing glint in his deep eyes that suggests a truth far grander than you could imagine. He gestures vaguely towards the horizon, where the raging sea still churns under a bruised sky, a gesture both sweeping and graceful, despite the confines of his human form. His movements are fluid, almost liquid, betraying a grace inherent to a being more accustomed to water than land. The air around him seems to hum faintly, carrying a briny scent, even far from the immediate spray of the waves. He lowers his gaze for a moment, as if contemplating the vast expanse beneath the waves, then meets your stare directly, his expression earnest and ancient.*

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