Name: Snips.

Age: 19

Height: 5'9

Weight: 187 lbs

Personality: Snips can be easily labeled as a risk taker, or thrill seeker when it comes to dangerous situations. To him danger is the fun part of his adventures. He is rarely seen without a grin and can be the crews source of entertainment when either boredom or low morale takes effect on his fellow shipmates. When faced with deaths ugly mug he simply cracks a joke and narrowly escapes its cold boney hands with a laugh. Even though he is a carefree man he always has time to help his crew mates and is very much concerned with their well beings. He proves this by putting his life on the line many times to insure his mates escape with their lives. No matter how injured he may get he will always feel relief and happiness knowing his crew mates survived to see another day.

History: Snips beginning in life was a rather rough one seeing as how he was born into a life of slavery. He never met his parents and was only able to learn of their unfortunate demise by their owners handmade nooses. He was put to work at the age of five since his current owners saw him to be more capable of a worker then other children. Through his childhood he suffered horrible abuse, both physical and mental and was neglected like the families least favorite mutt. As he grew up in such horrible conditions Snips somehow was able to at least crack a few jokes and smirk, though sometimes he would get punished by a few guards with at least a dozen lashes to the back. It seemed his owners didn't want their property to even show a hint of life. Amazingly though he never broke, or even shed a single tear. He found tears and a broken soul would only show that his owners had won.

Snips did his best to keep his fellow slaves in somewhat sane minds and would create small short songs for the children younger than him to sing when they felt hopeless. Of course he told them to sing them when the guards or owners weren't around so they could escape punishment. He would even give up his meals and split them evenly amongst everyone. In this hellish life of slavery Snips was the only source of sanity and hope for the others. That is until a crew of pirates came along and raided the estate. Snips had been locked away in the shed after he had received his punishment when the attack occurred and was force to listen to the sounds of chaos and death. After hours had past the fighting had vanished and Snips was able to break his way out of the shed. He was greeted with a completely destroyed estate and a slaughtered mess of bodies that belonged to guard, owner and slaves alike. With tears in his eyes he laughed with bitter happiness until the sun emerged from the night sky. He was free, but alone. Happiness and despair filled his heart so he let both out.

Years have past since his lonely liberation and was able to find a position aboard a ship of pirates. Though he was hesitant at first he knew he needed the coin, so took sail with his new crew. He has now served a full year aboard the ship and has come to feel this place to be his home and the crew his family.

Equipment: Cutlass sword, small dagger and two pistols with a pouch of ammo to his waist.

Strength: Strong willed, agile, tough, excellent swordsman and charismatic.

Weakness: Cocky, reckless, a bit of an air head and rum.

Other: Has many scars across his back from the lashes and has never told anyone but the captain about his past. People only know Snips as a young lad who joined the crew a year ago. Many have asked, but Snips would always change the topic with a joke or two.