Name: Captain Alexander Lorraine Age: 29 Sex: Male Race: Human Occupation: Captain of the HMS Pegasus, Landowner in the vicinity of Aylesbury, England. Biography: Captain Alexander Lorraine is the third son of his father, Robert Lorraine. On paper he is listed as the child of Robert's wife Elizabeth, but it is an open secret that Robert is the issue of their Irish cook, Mary Wallpoole. Such fiery red hair does not come naturally to English nobility, after all. As a consequence, the was raised as an afterthought, a placeholder for Robert's line in the event both of his other sons, Martin and Johnathon, both perished. Martin caught cholera in the outbreak of 1797 and Johnathon sadly fell and broke his neck while riding his horse in 1803. Meanwhile, Alexander survived the battle of Trafalgar and was noted for his bravery, seizing command of the HMS Hurricane, a third-rate Man o War, after a cannonball killed both the captain and first mate. He has since been given orders to report to the docks of London to assume command of the HMS Pegasus, and command her crew in order to complete her mission. Weapon of choice: Captain's cutlass, clockwork pistol (four rounds). Orientation/Relationship Status: One can only guess... Audition: As he stood at the forecastle of the HMS Pegasus, Alexander could not help but recall how long he had been waiting a long time for this moment. Not with anticipation or dread, but with a desire for the moment to arrive so the next could come. He was a man of action, and to be tied up in hospital after taking a shot to the gut had delayed the launch of the vessel by three weeks. English sailors were not keen to risk their necks in the skies over the Atlantic, and he would not blame any for moving on to better fortunes. Still, he was hopeful that the ship would have a successful launch. He'd seen the letters from the Admiralty concerning their mission, and it wasn't looking like the delay of his hospital stay may have doomed them already. But there was still a chance to make it work, to stop the Emperor before the Coalition fell apart in the fields of Prussia. "Well," he mumbled, looking to the docks beside the Pegasus, "Let's see who has remembered their duty to King and Country..."