Age: 29
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Job: Buccaneer. Does whatever needs to be done, so long as he's paid for it.

Personality: Garret is snarky, cynical and something of a misanthrope. A long series of tribulations has led to the kind of person that has difficulty putting trust into anything with a brain, or that he can't see the workings of, and he's not afraid to say it. Something he can't get his hands on is something he can't keep in line. He doesn't like magic, politics or large groups, and he most certainly doesn't like people who don't pay him. Still, he's smart enough not to cross people more powerful than him, and he only messes around if there wouldn't be any consequences for it. Despite being quick to resort to violence to make ends meet, he has great pride in himself and there are lines he won't cross, no matter the circumstance. And while he's generally insincere, when he does a job he does it to the end, though what happens afterwards is anyone's guess. He favours guerilla warfare and hit and run attacks. If he has to fight directly, he keeps his opponent guessing and tries to make an opening for a quick finishing blow.

History: Garret grew up as one of the many street rats aboard a small dock city he didn't care to remember the name of. It was a place where things washed up, and there weren't many who arrived that could leave. It was a collection of junk and scrap wood, a stark mirror for its inhabitants. Life for kids is difficult when resources and scarce, and Garret's upbringing was no exception. Unlike the many orphaned urchins running around the crowded dock city Garret actually had parents, though in the end it didn't make much of a difference. They had enough trouble with themselves, let alone with Garret. They didn't expressly hate him but they never cared too much for him either. He didn't mind, he was mostly a free spirit anyways. He fought to eat what he could and slept wherever there was shelter. It was a stagnant life, with little to do but stare out to sea and dream of something greater. But the sea is chaotic and unpredictable, and sooner or later the ocean winds would bring change to everyone, for good or for ill. Pirates invaded the small dock town, in itself not a unique occurence. The residents didn't resist, because how could they? Thew few that had weapons weren't willing to risk them. The pirates took food, fresh water and what little alcohol there was in the dock city, as was usual for pirates. But this time, they took Garret and a number of others too. Garret felt many things during that time, though he doesn't remember much of it at all. Sadness, shock, rage, fear and a cautious optimism mingled into the sea breeze as he watched his home drift farther and away, and all he felt was emptiness. The people taken were used as slaves; they performed menial tasks, cleaned the ship and performed hard labour. Garret saw many things on that ship and learned a lot from his experience in this new world. He had been abandoned by those he knew, carried away by a will not of his own. But Garret wouldn't just keep his head down and hope for the best. In the storm of beatings, hard work and betrayals, young Garret's first lesson was his most important. "Don't trust anyone other than yourself." Those were the first and last words the captain had ever told Garret, before the pirate was betrayed by his first mate.

The pirate crew didn't last long after that, just long enough to reach the next dock city. While the crew fought over the old captain's loot, Garret took the opportunity to slip away. He was on his own now, but then that was the way it had been his whole life. From then on, he got to work. He'd gained precious experience on the ship and even some basic training. He hopped from ship to ship, learning and stealing what he could before hopping on to the next. Some time down the line he became a mercenary, utilising the various skills he'd honed over the years to produce a stable income. He took whatever job he could, within reason. He'd assassinated, smuggled, incited mutinies and sold out pirates, all for his pocket. There was a limit to what he could do alone, but he stuck to his iron-clad rule - don't trust anyone other than yourself. Every now and then he would cooperate with others and made a name for himself with his steady accuracy, even on the rockiest boats, and his endless variety of tricks to confound his targets and traverse any obstacle. The pay was good but he always left after taking his cut. Soon enough he found himself on the Great Aquarius, a reputable enough vessel contrasting with his unscrupulous reputation. Perhaps this would be a turning point in his life, to put away his wandering habits and distrust. But it was more than likely just a short stop on his road of life before he continued across the waves towards new opportunities.



Magic: Garret has no knowledge of magic. Even if he could use it, he probably wouldn't.

Other: Doesn't like children much, but doesn't hate them either.

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Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Job: Marine/Thief- James honestly never saw himself as part of a boarding party, he always preferred the path of least resistance. That path being breaking and entering, smuggling, pickpocketing, you get the idea. After a year aboard Captain Varossa's ship though, while it can be exciting he still prefers less direct ways of getting what he wants. Still, If there's a ship that needs boarding then he's on it. That's his official job, if you need something done that honest, hardworking folk won't touch then he's your man. While killing isn't a problem for him, He'd rather have it be quick and over with. Not one for torture so you can look elsewhere for someone to fill that role. Otherwise, James can get you anything you want that isn't exactly yours or for sale.

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Personality:
James is a flawed character, harboring disdain for those born to or possessing of wealth but always looking to get rich himself. He has a tendency to place little trust in others but demands they place their trust in him, often betraying their trust for his own benefit. While he may at first resemble a common thief, James is the closest thing to a professional criminal you will find. His ability to act and deceive has left him with surprisingly no reputation as the only accounts of his exploits are his few failures. Many see him as nothing but another petty criminal and that's how he likes it. To be ignored gives him all the opportunity he needs to make away with a heavy bag of coin. While he is no doubt manipulative, there are few opportunities where James may allow someone to enter his inner circle, to be trusted as a friend. For that select few, they become like family, able to rely on him for anything at anytime. It is for these few individuals that there is honor among thieves. James transforms from the secretive and sarcastic thief everyone knows him to be into a genuine friend that is reliable and honest.

History
Born to a working class family on the outskirts of Laxen, James cared very little for honest work. His mind was always busy conjuring up stories of adventure where he was the hero who'd find riches and slay horrible monsters. At some point the boy became disillusioned with the world and saw now only people fighting over scraps that the rich and powerful threw away. It was then that James decided he was going to put himself on the top, and bring down everyone else who once stood there. His life of crime did not begin with him running from home, instead he remained at home, using his bedroom as a planning room for his future jobs. At the age of seventeen he spent the next four years honing his skills as a thief, hitting bigger and bigger marks each time he succeeded the last.

When he was twenty he joined up with a pirate crew under the command of Captain Varossa, building up a sizeable amount of coin while waiting for the right time to make off with the captain's stash. Unfortunately for him, he was caught red handed by a few crewmen and before he could be executed for his betrayal his luck changed again. The storm the ship had been navigating through, got the best of the crew, tossing the vessel upon the waves. In the chaos, James was thrown overboard, clinging to cargo that had come loose. For two days he drifted along the coast before washing up on the shores of Laxen.

With another chance at life, you'd think James would try to pursue a more honest lifestyle. In fact it was quite the opposite, with his failure he saw the opportunity to prove to himself he was still a skilled thief. From that day he'd work toward building himself back up, taking up harder and harder jobs till he was satisfied with himself and his skills.

As for the present day, James has determined himself to be one step away from reclaiming his former title. One good score is all he needs and perhaps that score involves the GREAT AQUARIUS.

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Weapons

• Knife [+]

  
• Cutlass [+]

  
• Twin Pistols [+]

  

Magic

• Muffled Steps- by performing a specific hand sign, James can mufflehis own as well as other's footsteps to near silence. This spell requires the caster to hold the sign for the duration of the spell.
• Throw Voice- placing a hand over his mouth, James can speak any phrase or make any sound without it becing heard. That phrase or sound is captured within the hand and upon throwing it, the sound is released upon hitting the first object it comes in contact with.

Other:
The scarf that James is seen with doubles as a face mask to protect his identity while on a job.

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Age: 22

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Job: Marine, Scout, Cleaner

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Personality:
Anemone is a lazy, unmotivated person who doesn't seem to care or feel much about anything or anyone besides herself. This isn't even due to her upbringing, it's just how she has always been. She never learnt to manage money and thus has a horrible habit of splurging it all in one go, and is shown to get quite addicted to gambling which has lead to a lot of debts.
However contrary to her laziness, she is an impulsive cleanaholic and cannot stand mess with a passion. However, her version of 'mess' is where things can go very, very bad very, very quickly for anyone who allows her to help clean. Remember how she never learned to manage money? Well, it gets worse as she also seems to have no idea how currency works nor the value of items and the like. So if she thinks something is cluttering up a room? Trash.
A bookcase you don't use, which may contain several valuable books that you never read but keep there anyway? Trash.
Tea-cup you don't use, but you keep for guests or for decoration? Trash.
She is also a very impulsive person, not seeming to think twice about whatever she does whether it be good or bad.
She also loves to fight, often going out of her way to pick fights if she needs to. She does know her place however and will adhere to any orders the Captain/officers will give her, though she might give some attitude or be overly reluctant about it.
She is also prone to grabbing peoples hands if they touch her and going to break them if either she isn't quick enough to realise it, or they're not quick enough to stop her because of past issues she had aboard ships.

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History
Born into a one of the noble families, Anemone had a silver spoon in her mouth since birth. Her parents, being very successful merchants, attempted to raise her to be ladylike and to follow in their footsteps.
But whether it be she was dropped on her head as a child or she is just insanely retarded, not a single one of their lessons got through to the girl. Since she was a small child, she was always outside roughhousing with other children, coming home covered in mud.
So her parents would try harder to change her, but that just proved to do the opposite. This attributed to her laziness and reluctance of things which she didn't personally enjoy, and she begin sneaking out to get involved in a local 'Fight Club'. Often she would have many bruises and the like the next day, but she didn't care but instead enjoyed the thrill she got while fighting.
The only lesson her parents organised for her that she actually enjoyed or cared about was the magic training, never skipping a single one, enjoying not only learning the nuances of her magic but other magics to a certain degree as well.
All the while her relationship with her parents soured, till eventually it reached the point that first thing she heard about a ship hiring crew members she packed her things and ran away when she was 16.
The first ship she applied for took one look at the well groomed young lady and rejected her, same with the second and third. It was only till the forty third ship was she finally hired, having learned that all she needed to do was dress like a peasant rather than a noble and she would get in.
Smart, isn't she?
Her first job, aboard the Macho Man, mostly involved cleaning, whether it be the dorms, the clothes, the cannons, whatever. Whatever needed cleaning, she would clean. And due to her used to things being sparkling clean, she soon developed a habit of getting things to such a state.
Now of course, being a young lady stuck aboard a ship that was mostly comprised of men stuck out in the ocean for lengthy periods of time had it's....troubles. Though, due to both her magic and the skills she had learned in the fight club, the problems for the most part were avoided as people tended to not like being knocked out by a teenage girl, or thrown over aboard by her.
And especially didn't enjoy getting their noses broken.
She was eventually discharged from the ship because of what she did to some of the crew members, effectively disabling the ship at one stage because most of the crew were injured, and some of the severity of the wounds was staggering from a young girl.
After being hired and then fired by a couple different ships afterwards, she enrolled in the marines, though this only lasted a couple of years before once again being discharged for disobeying superiors orders.
Eventually she found herself on the Great Aquarius, finding some solace in the eccentric crew that was aboard as well as the fact she wasn't surrounded by men 24/7 are big reasons as to why she tries her best to follow orders, plus being aboard a ship like this meant plenty of chances to fight.

Magic: Lightning Magic
Anemone has a variation of lightning magic that revolves around electromagnetic fields. By charging the air around her, Anemone can stop rounds shot at her through a musket and the like. Though stopping a canon ball is outside her abilities.
She can also give people a nasty little shock with the field, though worst case scenario is that she paralyses people. And while in the field, she can move faster.
The field isn't large however, with it effectively forming a circle about 2 metres in radius around her. She can also store and discharge electrical energy within her body, though the biggest downside to her magic is that she is incapable of actually going into water with electricity charged up otherwise she will be the one who is on the receiving end of a not so shocking surprise.
Also, her magic is entirely useless underwater.

Other:
She has on her person various weaponry she has gained and trained in, including the crossbow, saber and oddly enough a trident. She also knows how to use a bow, though she prefers to fight face-to-face rather than using long range weaponry.

Name: Jack Uranos

Age:19

Gender:Male

Race:Human

Job: Marine/Striker-While being one of the few to eagerly join the boarding crew to cut up people with his axe it was being a striker for the ship that he had to fall back on, it was just as simple as his first job of cutting people to pieces with his axe but he was just cutting up fish and bringing them up on deck.

Personality: Unlike his twin Eiko, Jack is more talkative and is more emotive even if most of his emoting is mostly instigation to most others and try to get a rise out of them in one way or another even if it means him nearly getting his own ass kicked, he enjoys violence and even revels in the pain of his enemies, and has a battle-hungry attitude, but despite that he has some form of stark honor respecting strength and determination, he hates a one sided fight where he has the upper hand and his enemies are put at a disadvange.

Again unlike his twin, he has more common knowledge of most of the nautical and plant life in most main areas but sometimes mixes up small things about some animals and plants such as saying their names wrong or getting a saying about them confused with another saying. While most others in a boarding party would be nervous, Jack is willing to be the first person to jump into a fight first even if he's the only person taking a good brunt of the attacks and getting hurt the most but he doesn't do it to help the others on his boarding crew, he does it to show how weak the enemies are and to show off how tough he is.

Jack also has a habit of naming his attacks with strange names when most of them are common attacks that mostly include slamming an axe into someone or cleaving their limbs off with his axe or hitting them with a throwing knife from afar. While he acts mainly and like a tough guy, he worries about not looking cool or complaining about the acts of others not being cool when they do things that he's against, while it also may be a small thing he gets flustered around immodest women or women in skimpier clothes.

History: Like his twin sister, he was ripped from his mother's stomach after she was cut open, unlike his sister, his father didn't think about throwing him into the sea and getting rid of him, he had a plan for the boy. Unlike his sister, he was taught how to fight among boarding party teams with a long curved blade, but being as young as he was a part of a boarding party he was constantly kicked overboard by enemies and thrown away from fights and when the survivors would come back and he would swim back his father would take his anger out on him for being separated from his team.

In the back of his head when they would slaughter sea elves and other races he knew it was wrong, but he knew he couldn't fight against their father, unlike his sister he wouldn't question their father but try his best to make him happy to the best of his abilities even if it would lead to him messing it up and getting a beating. Once during a week of them failing to capture a ship, the stress of all the beatings began waning on him and his father gave him a crippling leg injury, and during the beating Eiko attempted to even stop him only for the both of them to be punished by being thrown in the lowest section of the ship and locked in for days with little food and water.

The time under the ship combined with his leg injury pushed him past his limits and made him want to escape from this life at any cost, even if it meant being with their mother, he even tried to get Eiko to come with him But after hearing him she threatened to kill him herself if he were to abandon her. After that day something inside of him snapped maybe the bones in his legs, but he changed, the moment they were released they both became killing machines him with a sword and her with the rifle, he was given a leg brace to stand on his two legs and fight.

Like his sister, he would kill sea elves and most other beings with his trusty sword decapitating and slicing up his enemies before actually killing them. As his kill count of enemies would rise he slowly noticed how he would see less and less of his sister between battles, but he didn't care at the moment he enjoyed himself in the fights he was getting into with elves and other monsters wearing their blood as a badge of honor on his hands and clothes. During one of their biggest battles yet, Jack then noticed it, the look in Eiko's eyes and hated himself at the moment knowing something was wrong while their ship was being blown to smithereens Jack went on what he felt was a suicide mission to try and kill his father, but as he started to cut down his father's sailors a suicidal Orc ran into the gunpowder room with two lit torches.

Knowing how everything would play out Jack leaped overboard losing his sword as the exploded and soon found Eiko drifting, it wasn't too long before Izal and Delilah found them, and Izal barraged them with questions once they kept them on board Eiko kept mostly to herself as Jack somewhat got to know the crew and learned to wield an axe
for the months they were on board Delilah's ship.

Appearance: Jack stands at the height of five foot three inches, he's got short messy raven colored hair that looks spiky, his eyes are a steel gray color, his skin almost as pale as his sisters but looks more light, Jack's face is an almost perfect copy of Eiko but with more hints of masculinity across his face. He has a lean muscular build, across his body are a number of scars from previous fights, on his left hand, he's missing part of his ring and pinky fingers with only stubs in their place.

His usual attire consists of a simple brown leather coat with a dark linen shirt his pants are a pair of worn dark trousers with multiple stitches on the legs he wears a pair of tall boots with buckles to tighten them, under his clothes he wears multiple pouches filled with throwing knives, he keeps his coat collar popped up believing the style to be cool.

Weapons:





Magic: None

Other:
-He dislikes magic as much as he dislikes Elves because he cannot understand it
-On his right leg is a makeshift leg brace to help him walk
-He calls his "fighting style" Deathwish
-Some Sea elves know of him as Genocide Jack
-While he actually dislikes sea elves he won't outright attack Ellie seeing her as not worthy of killing