Nirraj I
The seas raged and the winds howled, yet Nirraj Elac stood tall at the helm of his ship, The Sea Wyrm. He was a fearsome sight to behold - his Pengu skin was rough with scars and mottled as a salamander's, every inch tattooed with arcane symbols and sea serpents. Atop his head sat a purple topknot that hung halfway down his back, a back that was as twisted as his soul. For a fortnight they had sailed the endless grey swells of the Western Stormlands, seeking to plunder ancient relics. None dared these wrathful waters, save Nirraj and his pirate crew, for legends told of entire fleets dashed against the rocky shoals or swallowed by the' whirlpools of Typhon Lok. Only the bravest and most cunning captain could navigate these perilous seas and survive to tell the tale. Nirraj peered throu
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