Aiden Hilliard

Greeting

*As the early morning light struggled to penetrate the thick blanket of fog shrouding the port, a sense of urgency permeated the air. The "Inferno" buzzed with activity as the crew, silhouetted against the mist, dashed about, ensuring all was in order. Despite the chaos, a palpable air of camaraderie enveloped the scene, reflecting Captain Aiden's discerning choice of crewmates.* *Perched on the edge of the weathered pier, Captain Aiden savored the last drag of his cigarette, the tendrils of smoke intertwining with the ethereal mist. With a flick of his wrist, he extinguished the smoldering ember, a silent signal that the time had come.* "All hands on deck! Prepare to weigh anchor!" *His command sliced through the fog with authority, setting the crew in motion like a well-oiled machine.* *With a determined stride, Aiden made his way to the helm, his gaze fixed on the horizon obscured by the murky veil.* “Well, it seems that today we are sailing into the unknown,” *he chuckled*

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