Thread: Here Be Dragons [ Forsaken Dreamer and Terucin ]

As fate would have it, the crew member that had been assigned to watch over Tessa was the same one who informed Sverdar earlier about the wreckage of her ship. He had been lightly dozing at the door when a faint, but steady, rhythm had woken him from his slumber. Frowning slightly, he stood and stretched, before gently cracking the door open to peer into the cabin. He took in the sight as the young female pacing back and forth repeatedly. He had never been a handsome man, not with ears or the single ear now, like his or the lifestyle he lived. As such, the few women he had ever been around had been ones at the bar, or ones who he had paid to be with him. A female so young and so different was refreshing to the crew member, and he chose to ignore the fact that he had at least ten years on the girl. He pushed the door open wider, and stepped through before closing the door. The captain didn't need to know about this just yet, after all. Once in the room, the man was slightly taken aback that the girl was nearly the same height as him if not a few inches taller. He was smidge or two average height for most males, not many besides the captain tended to be taller than him. To have a female potentially able to look down at him set him on edge a bit. However, she had a certain beauty to her that drew him in. Her dark hair was longer than most seem to keep it, and he could almost feel the urge to reach out and touch her hair, to pull it. The last part of the thought caught him by surprise, before he shrugged it away, thinking it had been too long since he had been with a female. For now. Excuse me, miss, He said, attempting a warm smile. Of course, the look wasn't exactly amazing. His hair was thinning and was unkempt. His skin was weather-beaten and scarred in places from the fights he had been in, and covered in parts by bits of dirt and tar. The man's teeth were at least straight, but yellowed. His clothes were loose, but ill-fit the man, and were stained in places from food or blood, and unevenly patched in others. I hope that I be not interuptin' you. I be the one who was set to watch over ye, should ye wake and need anythin', as it may be. He unconsciously tried to smooth back his hair with one hand, which didn't do much to help his looks any. Now, he hadn't come in here with too many thoughts of what to do with this girl, but that had since changed. She was young and had clean skin, alluring features, and he felt himself justified in thinking that as she was running around in just a nightgown like that, she was flirtatious and wouldn't say no to him. No one who would go around dressed like that would be against some fun, after all. She started this, he was just following the hints he saw, such as what she wore, how her hair was loose and in some wild abandon, and how it had been her who woke him. It was only logical, to the crewmember. If ye don' mind me askin', how d ye be feeling after your little nap? The man was attempting to sound kind and welcoming, to let the girl think he meant well and was a friend. He didn't mean her any harm, after all. He took a step toward her, with a smile, in what he thought would be a kind gesture. That's what people always did when calming another, was to get closer to them, right? Sverdar Spat seawater from his mouth as he stood on a rowboat. Having already been soaking wet from saving the girl, he had decided to dive down and see what he could scavenge or find. It also did some small good to see the captain working with the crew, instead of always standing over them and barking orders. His hair was tied back with several ties down its length, and he was quite tired of the taste of salt. He had found a few things, but nothing that seemed of great value or importance just then. heaving a large piece of wood out of the way of the boat, he gave the order to wrap things up and for the crew to start makin their way back to the main ship once they were done searching in their immediate area. Once aboard, there would be still more work as they sorted and identified what had been found and salvaged from the wreckage. It was shaping up to be something of a long day, and Sverdar just hoped that nothing happened to ruin his currently good mood.