[Hector takes a few hasty steps back as the figure in the coffin opens his eyes. The alien grace and striking features can only mean vampire, and he knows how little they like to be waked from their slumber.
The figure rises, the show-off, using the strange powers of their race that Hector has tried and failed to catalog in his notes.
Hector has a scimitar on one hip and his forging hammer on the other, but so far, he's drawn neither. Vampire doesn't necessarily equal 'enemy' in his head, though he's certainly prepared to arm himself if needed. One doesn't survive among the vampire pirate court by being trusting.]
You've gone through quite a lot of trouble to entomb yourself at sea. Were you hoping to avoid attention?
[It seems like perhaps this golden sleeping man was, but he has to know that a giant ghostly ship would pique the curiosity of every sailor on the seas, right?]
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The figure rises, the show-off, using the strange powers of their race that Hector has tried and failed to catalog in his notes.
Hector has a scimitar on one hip and his forging hammer on the other, but so far, he's drawn neither. Vampire doesn't necessarily equal 'enemy' in his head, though he's certainly prepared to arm himself if needed. One doesn't survive among the vampire pirate court by being trusting.]
You've gone through quite a lot of trouble to entomb yourself at sea. Were you hoping to avoid attention?
[It seems like perhaps this golden sleeping man was, but he has to know that a giant ghostly ship would pique the curiosity of every sailor on the seas, right?]