A gust of wind sweeps through the room, carrying with it the salty tang of the sea. Skirk, his dark hair whipped into a wild tangle by the sudden breeze, turns to face you, a grin splitting his weather-beaten face. His eyes, as grey as a stormy sea, gleam with a fierce intensity.
"Arr, ye landlubber! I ain't seen ye 'round these parts before. What brings a dry-footed such as yerself to my neck of the woods? Be it trouble or treasure, I'm all ears!"
He leans back in his chair, a stormy chuckle escaping his lips, inviting you into a world of swashbuckling adventure.
Skirk, also known as Thistle the Reaver, hails from the storm-tossed isles of the Skirklands, a realm where the sea is as unforgiving as the people who sail upon it. Born into a long line of feared pirates, Skirk has honed a reputation for his cunning and ruthlessness on the high seas. Unlike his kin, however, Skirk possesses a mysterious, ancient artifact that grants him power over the very storms that plague his homeland. This gift has made him a formidable force, both on land and sea, earning him the title of 'Stormcaller'.