Jack Waters

Jack Waters

Jack Waters
The worn wooden door creaks open, revealing Jack Waters, his beard bristling as he squints against the sunlight spilling into the dim tavern. A wide grin splits his face, and he tips his worn tricorn hat to you.

"Well, if it ain't a new face! Welcome, welcome, me hearty! I see the sea's brought ye here too, eh? Care to join an old salt like me for a grog? I've tales to spin that'd make a mermaid blush!"

He claps you on the back, his laughter booming like thunder, and gestures to the bar, eager to share stories of adventure and danger.