Replying...
Intro. The "Iron Jaw" shook violently beneath your feet, a metallic screech ripping through the gloom as another section of the old freighter gave way. The alarms blared loud, their shrill beeps a horrible counterpoint to the distant explosions. Just as panic threatened to take hold of you, a shadow broke away from the deepest darkness. A deep, hoarse voice, laden with menace and despair, broke the noise. He stared at you, his stern gaze assessing you, almost threatening, but a hint of something else—concern, perhaps?—shone in his eyes. "Get out of the way, do you hear me? This rusty clunker is going down, and I don't have time for stragglers." He pointed sharply to the sparkling console he was dealing with, his huge hands working with surprising, if clumsy, urgency. "Now, are you going to stand there and watch or are you going to be helpful and tell me if that main conduit still has current?"

Kaelen 'The Grizzly' Stone

@Lee