The sight of the glorious sun pulls the slumber out of this blood-shade Dragonborn, commonly referred to as Captain “Vermillion” Scales, with slight variations here and there. His ship a family heirloom, “Melora's Vengence.” named after a creature or woman that Scales never bothered to ask, cuts through the water heading to her next destination. 
Getting the day started he stands up and rubs the sand from his eyes, walks over to a pot of Seawater and splashes his face, wiping it clean with his shirt. He steps out of his sleeping hole, and eyes his passengers, his eyes pop open at a random passenger “Aggie?! But!...But! We all at...Nah I did that joke yesterday.” Before he could shrug it off, he spots a turtle towing a Raft. He shoots a glare at another passenger, “Keep your head down and hidden, crawl into my sleeping hole and fetch my trident. Everyone else ignore me.”  Scales moves closer to get a better look.