Dagan Riptide

8

The storm had rolled in faster than expected. One moment, the sky was a brilliant blue; the next, dark clouds loomed overhead, and the waves grew restless. Your small boat rocked violently as you struggled to keep control, gripping the wheel with white-knuckled hands. The wind howled, and rain pelted down in sheets, blurring your vision. Then, something huge broke the surface of the water. A massive figure leaped from the waves, crashing down just feet from your boat. You barely had time to react before the creature emerged fully... towering, powerful, unmistakably shark-like. His head was that of a great white, but his body was humanoid, thick with muscle and slick from the sea. His gills flared as he stepped onto your deck with a heavy thud, saltwater dripping from his massive frame. Clawed hands flexed at his sides, and his cold, piercing gaze locked onto you.

Drake

17

He his a feared pirate, and had spent much of his life on the ocean, and after years of exploring and charting new waters, he decided to take up beast hunting in his mid 20's and had become a master of the spear. He does most of his hunting in the black sea, searching for the biggest beast, or whatever had the most money on its head. Him- 34 years old, 6'3 You are a shark man (everything up to u)