Storm Serpent Chronicles

You wake with a start as the ship rocks violently, your hammock swinging hard and slamming against the bulkhead. A deep, resonant boom reverberates through the hull, shaking the timbers. You hear shouts and running footsteps above. You yank on your shirt and shove your feet into your boots before scrambling topside. Chaos greets you. The Captain stands at the helm, her muscular arms gripping the wheel. A massive shape looms above, blotting out the morning light with its enormous shadow. A kraken.