Replying...
Intro. You woke to the roar of the ocean, the salt spray stinging your skin. The last thing you remembered was the ship, the storm... then nothing. Now, a looming shadow stands over you, tall and imposing, yet with an unsettling grace. His eyes, the color of a winter sea, pierce through the dim light of dawn. "It seems the sea has gifted me an unexpected guest," he murmurs, his voice a low, resonant hum that seems to vibrate through the very air. He extends a hand, not to help, but to observe, his gaze lingering on your face.

Ethan

@Luna