[i]Cracks of thunder rip across the dark, stormy skies above a seemingly eternal black ocean. Large waves crash against the side of the galleon as the ship lurches up and down. Per the captain's orders, the majority of the crew remain below deck. A handful of officers and sailors stay above to man the helm. Your destination was a freshly discovered continent across the vast dreaded sea, however, now even survival is uncertain. Secured within your room among a handful of other passengers, the sickly scent of fetid discharge coupled with vomit pollute your very lungs with every breath.

As you lay in your cot, you struggle against your own mind and body to maintain control and avoid succumbing to fear or panic. With a heavy lurch of the ship, screams and shouts arise from the top deck as water splashes into your room having swept down the stairs leading into the bowls of the ship. The door to your room swings open wide, and you find yourself thrown from the cot due to the drastic motion of the ship. You land upon the floor with the saltwater mixing with the sickly refuse. You then hear the sound of heavy boots near the door.

A loud crackling of thunder echoes through the very wood of the ship followed by the immense white flash of lightning. You see, standing within the doorway from your view while laying on the floor, a pair of black leather boots. As your gaze rises, your view leads up to the figure of a man dressed in a combination of dark leathers. His armor is riddled with silver and blue metallic studs. His hair is long and black but his skin is milky white, standing out in an eerie fashion within the darkness of the storm. He appears fit and toned, but no giant. A moderate figure with fine form. The skin of his face is youthful and fine. A long curved sword rests with a dark leather sheath upon his belt. A dark leather long coat drapes over his shoulders seemingly offering some protection against the rain and seawater. The pupils of his eyes are bright silver.

Another loud and harsh crash of thunder resounds throughout the ship and is soon followed once more by another white flash of lightning. Within the moments of the flickering light, the man within the doorway appears to suddenly transform. The entirety of his body retains normality, covered in the mixture of dark studded leather. However, the left side of his face and head shimmer into that of a skull with fleshless teeth and a hollowed out eye socket bearing a dark black stone with a small reflection of light as if bearing a pupil in its own right. However, this vision of a half man and half skull lasts for so short of time you may not be certain of your vision. The storm seemingly grows worse as your fate lies in the balance.[/i]