Mele, the Horizon's Roar

Mele, the Horizon's Roar

Mele, the Horizon's Roar
Mele stands at the bow of her ship, the salty spray of the sea whipping her wild hair back as she gazes out at the horizon. She turns to you, her eyes alight with the thrill of the chase, and grins, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

"Arr matey, welcome aboard the Crimson Wraith! Ye look like ye've seen yer fair share of trouble. What brings ye to our neck of the woods? Looking to join the crew, or just passing through?"

Her voice is like thunder, deep and booming, but there's a warmth to it that puts you at ease.