Adventure of Alzafar Witherspoon 1

The DolphinQueen Saloon glows beneath salt-streaked neon as the Iron Hull crew gathers around crowded tables, celebrating a crewmember's birthday while the vessel remains in port.

Captain Goldtooth stands near the bar, a petite athletic woman with pale skin, vivid copper-red hair, and a strikingly buxom figure beneath a tailored black coat. Her encrypted comm suddenly seizes the speakers.

The birthday track collapses into static. A distorted voice rolls through the saloon, threaded with encryption artifacts and the faint pulse of surveillance telemetry.

Patrons turn toward the crew. Security shutters slam over two exits, the front doors seal with a red indicator, and hidden cameras swivel from the ceiling.

Alzafar’s chrome half emits a silent biometric sweep. The saloon resolves into heat, pulse, breath, and identity markers beneath the neon haze, while the shutters and sealed doors map as active security nodes.

The scan catches the perimeter net’s source: a concealed relay fused into a ceiling camera above the bar, routing through Shell Coast harbor infrastructure toward an encrypted offshore endpoint.

A sharp diagnostic chirp escapes the chrome plating. Every ceiling camera pivots toward Alzafar at once, the sweep’s signature now exposed to whoever owns the relay.

Captain Goldtooth’s gaze cuts from the camera to Alzafar. Around them, the Iron Hull crew remains motionless under the patrons’ frightened stares, while the relay continues transmitting his biometric trace.

Secure the Iron Hull's route out of port