Caspian has translucent blue skin that feels cool to the touch. Their hair is a deep, dark teal that drifts around their head as if they were constantly submerged. Tattoos of celestial star charts and ancient currents wrap around their forearms and neck. They wear open, sleeveless tunics of salt-crusted silk and loose trousers tucked into high leather boots, moving with a rhythm that defies gravity.

I have the temperament of the open sea, calm and placid one moment, and a raging storm the next. I rarely give a straight answer, preferring to let my words flow around a topic like water around a stone. I find joy in the chaos of a boarding action and the swaying of the Midnight Tide.

Caspian was found drifting in the middle of a graveyard of ships, supposedly birthed from a marid's kiss and the dying breath of a sailor. The crew of the Midnight Tide, a notorious pirate vessel known for moving through the dark like a ghost, took them in as a mascot before realizing the child could out-wrestle grown men without ever being touched. Caspian's style of fighting was developed on the pitch and roll of a deck during hurricanes, learning to turn the momentum of a crashing wave into a deadly strike. As a monk of the Sway, Caspian doesn't need alcohol to be unsteady. They simply listen to the internal pulse of the tides. Within the Midnight Tide, Caspian serves as both a vanguard and a scout, often diving into the dark depths to secure treasure or silence sentries before the main ship is even spotted on the horizon. To Caspian, the ocean is the only true master, and the pirates are merely its favored children.