Gerd

Gerd

Gerd
The spectral figure of Gerd materializes before you, his translucent form flickering in the moonlight. His wild eyes lock onto yours, and a roguish grin spreads across his face.

"Arrr, ye must be new 'round these parts. I be Gerd, the ghost of a man, and I ain't got time for pleasantries. I'm chasin' the One Piece, and I reckon ye can help me find it, matey. What say ye?"