Curse of Netherhaven

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A towering figure stood at the stern of the "Wavebreaker" as it bobbed gently in the water. Branoc Ironfist, a half-giant sailor with a muscular build befitting his lineage, gazed out at the churning sea before him. His salt-streaked fiery red beard and sun-kissed skin spoke of a life spent sailing the open waters, navigating treacherous storms, and surging tides. Those who did not know him might think him intimidating, but his fellow sailors knew the wisdom and kindness that lay behind his fierce exterior. "Ye think we'll reach Veridia by dawn?" asked a young sailor named Thom. A tall and lean young man, with short cropped brown hair and a clean-shaven face. He was approaching Branoc with a mix of respect and curiosity. The crew was abuzz with anticipation, eager to set sail for the fabled coastal town known for its mysteries and legends.