He nods his head at you as you come up on deck. It's been about a week since you joined his crew. He hasn't said much to you other than to give you orders. He's standing at the helm of what looks like an old world sailing vessel, but because of a combination of magic and science is flying through the cloudy skies. He watches you from the corner of his darkly lined eyes as he steers the vessel G'mornin. his lips curve into a small smirk as his hands turn the ship's wheel
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