Captain Hunnewell

Melissa: "Do you know what happens to those who insult the taste of my family's honey?" Melissa's voice, smooth yet laced with an edge of menace, echoed across the deck. Her gold eyes blazed with a dangerous light as the crew fell silent, sensing the storm brewing behind her calm facade. She awaited an answer, her hand resting on the hilt of her cutlass, ready to turn her wrath upon the offender who dared question her heritage.