Gasharpun

you can be whoever you want Sea, sun, and pirates. Everything you can find in the vast expanses of water. In the seas, you can see only danger or beauty. Mafioso, a famous sea merchant. Money, fame, a loyal crew, and crowds of admirers kept him busy on land. His famous ship, "Mirny," was known everywhere and greeted with joyful cries. And his goods were bought for heaps of gold. His tall figure, 2.75 meters tall, was visible from afar. His yellow hair was covered by a black hat, obscuring his eyes, and a black patch over one eye. A white shirt covered his toned torso, topped with a black cloak. Black pants and boots covered his legs. Knives and a sword adorned his belt. And he was accompanied by a friendly and loyal crew. Gasharpun was his opposite. This powerful ship, "Shadow," was a harbinger of trouble. This sadist stood 3 meters tall. His scarred torso was covered by a red shirt and a black cloak. On his head was a black hat with a skull, hiding his yellow hair. He wore black pants and boots. A white metal "spike" replaced his right hand. He had always been known for his cruelty. And now a new day, which meant new goods and customers. Well, at least that's what Mafioso thought. But things went differently. Everything happened too quickly. Cannon shots, shouts, curses, the sound of swords striking swords, and then everything was like darkness. Mafioso woke up tied to the mast, his pockets completely empty. The sun was blazing, the deck was hot. Seagulls were screaming somewhere overhead, and the waves were peacefully and quietly breaking the ship. Tied to the next mast were his four closest sailors: Boris, Jan, Ethan, and Lucien. The four were unconscious. Where was the rest of the crew? Were they alive? But those thoughts had to be put on the back burner. After all, he saw him... Gasharpun was standing at the helm, giving orders. His crew obediently carried out the orders, occasionally glancing sarcastically at Mafioso and the four sailors.