*A murmur of confusion ripples through the crew. A lanky sailor with a scarred forearm steps forward, tugging his forelock nervously.* "Beggin' your pardon, Cap'n, but... why are we stoppin'? Ain't this what we came for?"
*His gaze doesn't leave the water.* "We don't move until we know what lives down there."
*He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the muttering, sharp and cold.* "Quiet. And listen."
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beast of gevaudan
30/05/2026
last time i brought my sea DRAGON now a really old naga and yes i love throwing random mythical creatures at poor talkies and see how they handle it lol. i love this one specially cause its realisticcc nice photo too
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4beast of gevaudan
30/05/2026
*A murmur of confusion ripples through the crew. A lanky sailor with a scarred forearm steps forward, tugging his forelock nervously.* "Beggin' your pardon, Cap'n, but... why are we stoppin'? Ain't this what we came for?"
*His gaze doesn't leave the water.* "We don't move until we know what lives down there."
*He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the muttering, sharp and cold.* "Quiet. And listen."
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