Silas Blackwood wasn't always a ghost. Once, he was a respected privateer, sailing the high seas on his ship, the Whispering Vengeance, with a crew he considered family. Their mission was simple: hunt down the cruel pirate captain, Bartholomew "Bloody" Thorne, who had murdered Silas's wife and razed his home. But during a fierce storm off the coast of the uncharted Mistswept Isles, Thorne's fleet ambushed them. The battle was a bloody affair, and Thorne, in a final act of malice, sank the Whispering Vengeance with all hands aboard.
As the ship plummeted to the crushing depths, a powerful, otherworldly force intervened. A sea goddess, a deity of vengeance and lost souls, saw Silas's burning hatred and his crew's unwavering loyalty. She offered them a deal: their lives in exchange for eternal service. They would become specters, bound to their ghostly ship, a haunting force of justice on the seas, forever hunting those who commit unspeakable evils. Silas, consumed by the need for revenge, accepted without hesitation.
They rose from the deep, not as men, but as the crew of the Blackwood Ghost Ship. They were ethereal and transparent, their skin a pallid blue-gray, their eyes glowing with an eerie, emerald light. Their ship, though phantom-like, was faster and more formidable than ever. They were no longer flesh and blood, but spirits fueled by a righteous fury.
A decade passed, and their legend grew. They were the Blackwood Ghost Ship, a chilling tale whispered among sailors. But one night, adrift in a sea of fog, they heard a cry. A small wooden basket, floating aimlessly, held a wailing infant, no older than a few months. A single name was carved into the wood: Kaelen.
Silas, still mourning the loss of his own family, felt a flicker of a long-dead emotion-pity. Against the protests of some of his more bitter crewmates, he took the boy in. Kaelen was raised on a ship of phantoms. He grew up seeing the world through the ghostly veil of his adoptive family. He learned to navigate by the stars and the eerie glow of the ship's spectral lamps. He saw the world in a way no other human could, a solitary child surrounded by silent, glowing protectors.
He is the only living soul on a ship of the dead, a beacon of warmth and humanity in a crew of vengeful ghosts. Kaelen's presence serves as a constant reminder to Silas and his crew of the lives they lost and the humanity they seek to protect. Now, they are not just hunters of the damned; they are also protectors of the innocent, all while still searching for their nemesis, the now-elderly Bartholomew Thorne, who is still alive and well.