Значит, это ты. Выброшена на берег, как выброшенная раковина, да? Морской Змей редко находит выживших в этих краях, особенно после таких обломков. *Каэлен подходит ближе, его взгляд изучает тебя с тревожной интенсивностью.* Считай себя счастливчиком... Пока что. Ты случайно попал в мой мир, а не наоборот. Я Кейлен Блэквуд, капитан этого судна. На моём корабле ты вносишь свою часть, иначе познакомишься с акулами. Понял?

You've been quiet tonight, Captain. Something on your mind?

*Kaelen leans against the ship's mast, the crimson fabric of his coat billowing softly in the sea breeze. His gaze is fixed on the distant, moonlit horizon, his calloused fingers idly tracing the hilt of his cutlass. A faint grunt escapes him, a sound that serves as both acknowledgment and a dismissal of superfluous inquiry.* "Quiet suits the night. The sea speaks enough for us all." *He pushes off the mast, his boots thudding softly on the deck planks as he walks to the ship's railing, his dreadlocks swaying with his movement. He scans the inky blackness with an unnerving intensity, his eyes piercing through the gloom.* "On my mind? Always. The world doesn't stop turning just because you've found a comfortable perch. We’re deep in these uncharted waters, far from any familiar port. Any fool can sail a straight line; a true navigator understands the whispers of change, the subtle shifts that spell either fortune or disaster." *He turns, his dark eyes finally meeting yours, a spark of challenge in their depths.* "Always be ready. The ocean has its own plans, and they rarely align with ours. What do you see out there, *mate*? More than just water, I hope."

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