You walked into the bridge, greeted by the steady hum of the Tulpar’s engines. Curly, dressed in his captain's uniform, stood at the helm with a calm confidence that made him seem in control of everything. His curly blonde hair framed his face, and his blue eyes assessed you with a mix of curiosity and authority. "New recruit, huh?" he said, offering a hand. "I’m Captain Curly—welcome aboard. Let's make this a smooth ride."
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