[OOC] Ossvien

[ReveTheDreamer]

@FunnyGuy There will be a picture! I just have to finish coloring it haha.

[Canidae]

I'm making a character for the navy ship and I'm considering having him be a sailing master, but I'm having difficulty finding information on that role online. Could one of you guys elaborate on that role for me? Sorry if it's self explanatory and I'm just not getting it.

[FunnyGuy]

I'm making a character for the navy ship and I'm considering having him be a sailing master, but I'm having difficulty finding information on that role online. Could one of you guys elaborate on that role for me? Sorry if it's self explanatory and I'm just not getting it.

@Canidae

This is what I found. en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Master_(naval)

[Tae]

I am interested.

@Tae Also the Discord invite has expired.

@Skwint

Fixed it! Thank you for letting me know! I was a dummy and forgot to mark it never to expire haha. Sorry about that.

I'm making a character for the navy ship and I'm considering having him be a sailing master, but I'm having difficulty finding information on that role online. Could one of you guys elaborate on that role for me? Sorry if it's self explanatory and I'm just not getting it.

@Canidae

FunnyGuy found the perfect thing haha. It's just the fancy name for navigator, they were also often in charge of actually piloting the ship as well :).

[Canidae]

@Tae@FunnyGuy Thank you both so much! I was just concerned with the specific duties they were in charge of. This cleared a lot of things up ^^

I should have my character sheet up later today

[Tae]

@Tae@FunnyGuy Thank you both so much! I was just concerned with the specific duties they were in charge of. This cleared a lot of things up ^^

I should have my character sheet up later today

@Canidae

Sounds good! Looking forward to seeing it :).

[Alivefalling]

Altria Draegen ⋆ 28 ⋆ Female ⋆ Human

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Appearance

Height:

5'7

Weight:

125 lbs

Hair Color:

Blonde

Eye Color:

Teal blue

Skin Tone:

Pale White

Brief Clothes Description:

Along with the clothes and sword she has in the photo she carries a dueling pistol. She also has a white shirt and matching pants she goes to sleep in.

Stern ⋆ Decisive ⋆ chivalrous ⋆ Confident

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Red Wine
⋆Killing criminals
⋆Her Crew
⋆The Ocean
⋆Sword Combat
⋆Hand to Hand Combat

Dislikes:

⋆Disobedience
⋆Pirates
⋆Using any firearms
⋆Laziness

Fears:

⋆Death
⋆Having to kill someone she cares about.
⋆Losing her ship and crew.
⋆Not dying an honourable death.

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Personality:

Treatment of Others:
⋆ Extroverted or Introverted: Altria loves to be around her crew but also enjoys her alone time so she can think or strategize.
⋆ Selfish to Selfless: Altria is mostly selfless but is not afraid to be selfish if pushed or it's needed.
⋆ Kind to Mean: Altria is kind to her crew but if needed will enforce discipline.
⋆ Save or protect others versus yourself: Altria will go as far as risking her own life to save her crew and ship.

Reaction in Situations:
⋆ Ill-tempered or Calm: Altria is very calm normally but will get mad if her crew is disobeying or they begin to take a lot of damage to the ship.
⋆ Patient or Impatient: Altria is very patient and able to wait to get what she wants in the end.
⋆ Brave or Cowardly: Altria is brave and will gladly get into the thick of combat.
⋆ Anxiety hold you back? Do you get nervous?: Altria is able to keep a stable mind even in the toughest situation due to her training in the military.
⋆ Reaction speeds to situations: Altria is quick to react and make sudden decisions and plans.

What's in the Brain:
⋆ Intelligence level: Altria is an extremely intelligent strategist.
⋆ Charisma level: Altria is fairly charismatic and is able to hold a strong leadership with her crew.
⋆ Sense of humour: Altria does not laugh much or joke because of her past making her a very serious person.
⋆ Insane or Stable: Altria is very stable and has no determinative mental illnesses or issues.
⋆ Energy levels: Altria has above average energy levels allow her to withstand long periods of combat.
Put anything else you think of as you see fit. If you wish to keep certain traits secret, say so.[/indent]

Arduous ⋆ Burdensome ⋆ Complicated

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Occupation

Captain

Which ship are you on?

Navy The Avalon Avenger

Living Immediate Family Members:

Marinus Reyson || Father
Kailani Draegen || Adoptive Mother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Aurora Leilan || Birth Mother

Current and Past Lover(s):

None

History:
Reveal Through IC.

Magic Armor ⋆ Sword combat ⋆ Main Weakness

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Sword fighting
⋆Hand-to-hand combat
⋆Speed

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Unable to use guns well
⋆Not very durable to the cold.
⋆She doesn't fare well in enclosed spaces.

Magic or ability:

Magic Armour

[QueenNugget]

Yo, this looks rad ! Could I perhaps steal the position of sailing master for the pirate ship? (Also, could she be a siren??)

[Tae]

Yo, this looks rad ! Could I perhaps steal the position of sailing master for the pirate ship? (Also, could she be a siren??)

@QueenNugget

Absolutely! I'm glad you're interested :). And she absolutely can be a siren, just remember every so often she has to spend a day in the ocean. It shouldn't be an issue tho :)!

[Canidae]

I'm going to have to post my form tomorrow, unfortunately. I was working on the form and I had it in 'edit' mode so i could add bits and pieces throughout the day. I backspaced out of the page on accident for my latest installment, which finished half of the entire form. And all my writing's gone. I don't feel like trying to rewrite everything tonight, but I should have it done tomorrow.

[Tae]

I'm going to have to post my form tomorrow, unfortunately. I was working on the form and I had it in 'edit' mode so i could add bits and pieces throughout the day. I backspaced out of the page on accident for my latest installment, which finished half of the entire form. And all my writing's gone. I don't feel like trying to rewrite everything tonight, but I should have it done tomorrow.

@Canidae

Oh man that really sucks, I'm sorry >.<! Take your time tho, no rush ^_^!

[MissCapnCrunch]

WINIFRED ✖ TWENTY FIVE ✖ FEMALE ✖ HUMAN

Height:

Five foot three.

Weight:

One hundred and twenty pounds.

Hair Color:

Dark brown.

Eye Color:

Grey.

Skin Tone:

Sun kissed peach

Brief Clothes Description:

Fifty shades of brown, black, and a splash of red. Winifred is not a picky dresser, she likes to dres for occasion; and since her occasion is usually that of being at sea- she dresses appropriately. Loose fitting cottons, and appropriate corset to bind her waist as women were often taught. The young girl is a sucker for adornments, and will often be seen wearing necklaces, bracelets, rings, headbands and the like. She hasn't worn a dress since she was a little girl, but wouldn't mind slipping into one, if the tides allowed such an event.

RAMBUNCTIOUS ✖ BOSSY ✖ STUBBORN ✖ LOYAL

Likes:

- Creating meals that is both hearty and cheap.
- Small and usually worthless keepsakes.
- The ideas of the unknown.

Dislikes:

- When people ask about her eye.
- Being taken for not as worthy as a man.
- Not having her way when she wants something.

Fears:

- Not escaping her father's curse on their name.
- Spending her life never finding a true home.
- Poison.

Sexuality:

Anywho who will keep her warm through the night.

Personality:

Winifred Argall is extremely extroverted, she is not afraid to speak her mind to anyone about anything, especially if she feels that something is wrong with a situation. She does not take shit from anyone, and is ready to fight both physically and verbally if she needs to. However, she is usually getting along with everyone she intertwines with- a friend and lover. She is kind, and forgiving to an extent, though often can appear selfish because of her stubborn nature to be correct all the time. She is very linear with her craft, things like food is something you can not argue with her about because even if you are right, you are wrong.

Once you are wrong, you must admit defeat and let the situation drop; if not Winnie will become impatient and temper will show it's head and at that point you should start running. The woman for the most part is very calm and gentle, but like the sea she can also be cruel and wild child. Her sense of adventure is broad, making her appear brave if not foolish to how often she leaps without thinking first.

Once she reaches ground floor from her foolish leap, her energy levels could be seen as wounded tightly. Chopping up meats, vegetables, and grounding spices keeps her busy, while her mouth is usually running a mile a minute at that telling stories, making friends or enemies. When she is forced to stay still, you can still see her fingers tracing along her clothing or her knee bouncing.

INNOCENT ✖ CURSED ✖ IMPASSIONED

Occupation

Cook.

Which ship are you on?

The Mermaid's Fortune.

Living Immediate Family Members:

Possibly her father: Leon Argall.

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Her mother: Victoria Argall.

Current and Past Lover(s):

Too many to name, remember, and none that lasted more than a night.

History:

Winifred at a very young age tugged at the corner of her mother's apron. The large, strong woman stared out of the kitchen window with a blank and empty stare. "Momma, when is Papa coming home?" There was no reply. There never would be. It had been an entire year since Winifred's father had gone to sea. Rumor had it that he made some true riches in the new booming market and left his family behind, off to find something better- if you could call it that. Some claimed he had just died a watery death, like most men did during these times. It wouldn't be the first time news traveled back to Glasston of another soul taken.

A few years before that the Argall family was happy and complete. Mr. Argall would go on his boat trips, come home after many of months with money, treasures, and exciting stories. Little Winnie would crawl into her father's strong arms, her large grey eyes looking at him in complete awe as he showcased his life before her. He was her hero, and she was his princess.

Years and years passed and Winifred got older, the stories still remained in the whispered slurs. "Did you hear her father left the two women alone to fend for themselves? I heard he has a wife and child in every city from here past Eastholt" These stories brought only anger to Winifred. She had a feeling her father was alive, and nothing would stop her from proving it. Often being spotted with and around the boys, she spent a lot of time learning to swim, sail, fish, and fight. Though her mother didn't say so directly, Winnie could feel in her mother's icy stares that she didn't want her only daughter, her only family member left to even think about stepping foot near the water ever again. But time after time and day after day, Winnie swam, sailed, fished, and fought. The woman, to try to balance out these habits taught her how to cook, and very well at that.

It wasn't a huge surprise when Mrs. Argall passed away a few years later. She was tired, her heart was broken, her will to live was gone. Winifred took it upon herself to make a living, taking up odd jobs like tarot card reading, cooking, barkeeping etc here and there to support herself and make her mother rest in her grave easily. Things were not easy in town, her father's name often coming out to bite her. That was until she was given the chance to be a member upon an outgoing ship.

Visiting the cemetery one last time before her departure Winifred begged for forgiveness, "I know you never spoke to me much after my father's disappearance. But, I think I know what you wanted to say after all those years.. I love you too, I promise you I will be safe." and with that, she took to sea and hasn't looked back since.

Winifred has been on two ships prior to the joining of Adrielle's crew for three years now.

FORTUNE TELLER ✖ MINOR PRECOGNITION ✖ BELLIGERENT LOON

Physical Strengths:

- Quick reflexes.
- Strong swimmer.
- Prone to extreme heats.

Physical Weaknesses:

- Petite, and not intimidating.
- Missing her right eye.
- Not very stealthy.

Magical Ability:

First and foremost although Winnie would debate her magical skill is that of charming everyone she comes in contact with; it is false. She does however possess the ability for minor precognition, told by the tarot cards she received as a gift from her father as a child. The cards aren't always right, but they are always played.

[FunnyGuy]

@MissCapnCrunch

Accepted!

[Tae]

After the last two who have expressed interest in potentially making a merfolk have created their characters we won't be accepting any more merfolk or half breed merfolk for a time until some of the other races get evened out. Sorry if this puts a damper on things, we just wanna make sure there's some variety in the rp. However, to the ones that have expressed interest in making a merfolk you are still welcome to making them :).

[Legion02]

Aharuhn Seasworn

Aharuhn ⋆ 52 ⋆ Male ⋆ Witch

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Appearance

Height:

6'0"

Weight:

175 lbs

Hair Color:

Withered white

Eye Color:

Deep-sea blue

Skin Tone:

Caucasian

Brief appearance description:

At first glance one would think Aharuhn exclusively dresses in sea-stained rags. And they are right about that. The Sea-Witch doesn’t care much for clothing. For supposed modesty’s sake he’ll wear the weathered robes. His beard and hair are, however, exquisitely braided and combed. On his gnarled fingers fingers he’ll have several silver and gold rings. They either contain strange stones that some would claim to glow at night, or odd marks and seals. Shell-like jewelry hangs from his neck but he often switches it up.

Many who have seen him without clothes often ask about the black tattoo covering his entire back. It’s an intericate thing and composed of many different styles that somehow blend into a uniform appearance. Travelled tattooists might note a few distinct styles for natives from one far flung island or another. The meaning behind the tattoo is so far unknown as Aharuhn doesn’t really talks about it.

Wise ⋆ Disturbed ⋆ Lustful ⋆ Greedy

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Ancient wisdom
* The Endless Ocean
⋆ Mysteries
* Any strong alcohol
* Women of low morality
* Men of lower morality

Dislikes:

⋆ Simpletons
⋆ Laws
⋆ Land if he's on it for more than 3 days

Fears:

⋆ To drown forever
⋆ Be chained on land
⋆ Forget all he knows

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Personality:

Aharuhn can sometimes be seen as an exceptionally loud, excentric, slightly deranged man. At best he is simply bad at reading social clues, at worst he straight up doesn’t care. He enjoys the presence of others greatly. Ranging from those he deems equal down to the “curiously stupid”. Though he hates simpletons. Those who hold on to their simple lives, afraid to let go and jump into the vast ocean of things they cannot even start to understand. Aharuhn is not a selfless person. He is known to simply take what he wants, from whoever he wants. Sometimes literally to cause a problem. Never the less he understands when it is time to cause a ruckus and when to share his spoils and knowledge. He is not a good or kind person though. When it comes down to, he’ll sacrifice whatever he needs to save himself. Even his own daughter, if he had one. Or did he?

He has a violently bad temper. Often bursting out shouting over the slightest detail or the most imagined slight. He’ll curse and shout and punch whatever material thing he can find. Though as quickly as his temper flares, it calms down again. Never expect an apology though. Aharuhn is an incredibly impatient man when it comes to the acts of man. No message can be delivered fast enough. No man can run fast enough to his likingness. All canons should’ve been loaded three day ago and the deck should’ve been scrubbed three hours before you begin. Yet when they’re out of sea he will not quip about the calm winds or a bird’s message being late. He is as patient as need be with nature. Aharuhn’s reaction thoroughly depends on how much he cares about the situation. Are you encountering an island that’s not on the map? Aharuhn will be at the tip of the ship in an instant, crawling over the bow to get just inches closer before you can say “land in sight”. Yet the man’s been known to slowly drink his tea while the ship’s being shot.

Aharuhn is far from a cunning bastard. He is very smart though and guards his magical secrets closely. But when it comes to politics and maneuvering, he’s terrible. He’s even worse with words. Don’t expect him to give a rousing speech of glory. He’s just as likely to laugh about the imminent doom of all onboard. He got a great sense of pitch-black dark humor though. It is then, quite obvious that Aharuhn is absolutely off his rocks. Some would say he’s been on the sea for too long. Others say he has stared too deep in the ocean’s depth and saw something looking back. Others just say his mind got scrambled after a previous crew dragged him across the hull. His energy levels oftentimes spike when interest or inspiration hits. Though other times he moves as slow as he wants to.

Traumatizing ⋆ Rich ⋆ Spellbound

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Background

Occupation

Sea-Witch

Which ship are you on?

Mermaid's Fortune

Living Immediate Family Members:

Serina Kalas - Estranged sister

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Mermidia of the Halikasus Isles - Mother
Nahasus Kalas - Father

Current and Past Lover(s):

Actual love? None. Lovers? Too much.

History:

Few can pinpoint where Aharuhn came from or if his claimed name name is even his real name. Never the less, Aharuhn has always been somewhat of a mystical figure in the pirate port of Parlay Cay. At the time he was believed to be a mad but powerful warlock, capable of foretelling the future, finding treasure with his mind’s eye and even summoning storms. He wasn’t respected though, as the inns were rife with gossip. But he was feared for he could make things happen no captain would want. It is not exactly known if Captain Draegar asked him to come with her or if he simply offered his services and she accepted them. Never the less one day the man stood on the Mermaid’s Fortune’s pier and boarded the ship as if he had always been part of the crew.

Sea Magic ⋆ Magic in general ⋆ Terrible at physical fights

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆ Suprisingly precise with knives

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆ Physically old
⋆ Quite slow

Magic or ability (if applicable):

Aharuhn's magical ability cannot be overstated. Born a witch, he grew up learning the traditional methods of casting spells. However, during his life he gathered a lot of knowledge some would deem forbidden. Joined with his constant accumilization of magical resources and innate magical ability, Aharuhn's greatest power is in scrying, illusion and control of the sea. Though his powers are not always so controlled as any captain would want it.

[Canidae]

Sorry this took so long! I have the form for my character done. I'm considering making another one, but I'll see how this roleplay is paced before I submit another. I don't have a picture of this character yet, I might end up drawing one if I can't find a suitable one online.

The Working Man

when everyday is like a war between the will to go on
and a wish that the world would spiral into the sun
turn your head toward the storm that's surely coming along

Brown Bird

Haireth Chattaway ⋆ 41 ⋆ Male ⋆ Human

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Appearance

Height:

an even 6'0

Weight:

185 lbs

Hair Color:

Loosely curled dark brown hair, bordering on black. Gets curlier in humidity.

Eye Color:

Deep Brown.

Skin Tone:

White, deeply tanned with thick calluses on his hands.

Brief Clothes Description:

He'd wear something like this: https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/d0c43628-1eec-4fa1-bb26-8fbda74a05f6.jpg

Solemn ⋆ Protective ⋆ Sagacious ⋆ Fair

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Dogs
⋆Children
⋆A good card game

Dislikes:

⋆Having lots of time on his hands and nothing to do
⋆Unreasonably reckless behavior
⋆Manipulative people who place themselves above others.

Fears:

⋆Being betrayed by the ones he loves
⋆Bringing dishonor and shame to himself and his ship
⋆Not being able to save his friends and family.

Sexuality:

Bisexual, leans towards men. But isn't open about it

Personality:

Haireth often gives the impression of being slightly standoffish or stoic upon first meeting him. He tends to keep quiet in group conversations and keeps most of his opinions to himself. Once he strikes a common cord with someone however, he will faithfully help them with anything they need assistance with and share good, earthy humor. He is very calm and even-headed, though he does hold a grudge against liars, cheats, and the like. He views himself as a simple, working man and nothing more. He keeps himself humble and dislikes folks who cast themselves as being 'mightier' such as any illegitimate authority.

The veteran is quite selfless. He doesn't hold his life above anyone else's. They all have a story to tell. He feels like he is morally obligated to help anyone suffering, no matter who or what they are. He follows orders, but will resist commands that order him to open fire on civilians or innocents. He thinks of himself as a part of a whole, and without the whole, he is incomplete. He will be loyal to his ship and his captain. Though respect is earned, not given. He is easy going around friends and patient with others when they make mistakes.

Haireth isn't the first to react when new situations arise. He likes to take the time to make the most logical, utilitarian decision before making any rash decisions. He relies more on his past experiences and tried-and-true methods of protocol over his own intuition or coming up with any non standard way of doing things. However, once he has reached his verdict on a decision, it's very difficult to persuade him to change his mind about something. He isn't stubborn, but his mind is rigid in set beliefs and he's not always the most open to new ideas or change.

Haireth would surrender for the good of the crew, but he considers cowardice a worse fate than death. He doesn't view himself as having much to lose. He takes the most practical and direct approach to situations, and doesn't easily loose his head in a fight or when under pressure.

Haireth can come up with practical solutions, but he lacks in the department of creativity. He's not necessarily hidebound, but he was never taught to think in a way that required using craft or any imagination. He is focused on the concrete, not the abstract. He wastes little time in pondering inconsequential situations that have no use to him at the moment.

Haireth doesn't usually go out of his way to "make friends" if the captain accepts someone as part of the crew, then so does he. He is plain and direct in his communication and doesn't try to be anything he isn't. He is friendly to everyone on board, but not overly so. He does have a soft spot for younger members of the crew though and likes to mentor anyone having trouble. He has an earthly sense of humor, and rustic charm, but otherwise that's it. He is worn from all his days at sea, but unbroken. He is as steady as a tide, and while he might be exhausted, has incredible stamina for someone his age.

While he finds thinking over improbable solutions to be a waste of his time, he does spend a majority of the time alone to reflect on past events. He is very sentimental and thinks often about people who have impacted his life. He enjoys unwinding to a good glass of liquor on the deck and gazing out at the stars on a calm night.

Mundane⋆ Rustic ⋆ Destined

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Background

Occupation

Sailing Master

Which ship are you on?

The Avalon Avenger

Living Immediate Family Members:

Chahe Chattaway | Mother | Human
Daymienne Chattaway | Younger Half-Brother | Half-Breed

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Not dead, but he has an absent father
Eiben Alders | Biological Father | Human

Current and Past Lover(s):

Haireth has fancied a lot of people, but can count how many people he's seriously dated on one hand. He's always found himself more attracted to men, but has never told anyone outside of his brother about this.

History:

Haireth was born in a quaint coastal town off of Glasston. His mother, Chahe and father, Eiben met during army occupation of the town due to increasing pirate activity off the coast. Soon after Haireth was born, his father, a navy officer, was called back to service elsewhere. Eiben promised to keep in touch while he was away but as months drew on, letters became less frequent, and eventually he wasn't returning Chahe's letters at all. Fearing the worst, Chahe mourned that he might have been killed during service.

Months passed and Chahe got involved with a talented witch, Daymienne’s sire. He was a merchant who sold the clothes that Chahe and the other cloth weavers made. However, once he found out that she was pregnant with his son, he quickly cast her out of the business to protect his reputation.

Soon after Daymienne was born, a half witch, Eiben returned from service. However, seeing that his young lover birthed a child to another man, he too, left. Chahe was left to take care of both the boys alone.

Haireth took on more responsibilities around the house to help his mother. The world raised him to be mature, serious. There was no room for naivety and childhood wonder. Even though they were four years apart, Haireth and Daymienne got along well. At least when they were younger. As Haireth shouldered the burden of being tasked with an early adulthood, he wanted to preserve his younger brother’s childhood as best he could. Sometimes the brothers viewed each other as entirely alien; they were as different as night and day. Especially as he found that Daymienne was departing from an honest way of living that Haireth upheld; he wondered where he had gone wrong.

Despite his father’s absence, or perhaps because of it, Haireth grew up idolizing navy service. He took the scraps of details about his father that his mother allowed to him and conjured stories about his missing parental figure. He was a war hero, a daring adventurer, a defender of the weak. Even when Haireth grew older and learned the truth about the situation that lead to his parent’s breakup, it only made Haireth more determined to join the navy. To him, it was the only way to restore honor to his broken family.

While the first few months of service and being out on the water were intense, Haireth was amazed at how fast his body adapted to the grueling conditions he was enduring. He transformed into an athletic, striking young man. And while his comrades were pinning after the fair maidens on different islands, Haireth found his admiration for his crewmates to be...a little more intense. He kept this to himself and did his job dutifully and modestly. He was nameless boy forged by the tempest winds and the roaring waves into a masterful soldier.

Even as friends and captains fell dead before him, he pushed on. Even if no one else knew of their struggles, of their lives, Haireth was determined to keep his crewmate’s stories with him. And when his time came, he too, hoped someone else would carry his life on their breath. Eternal in memory.

Originally, he didn’t think that he would serve for as long as he did. Haireth found that he was alienated from civilian life upon his return. He could never again be carefree or as oblivious as the townsfolk he used to live with. The sea and the ship were his home, and he longed to return to it.

Minor Self Healing ⋆ Endurance ⋆ Habitual

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Able to withstand long periods of strain
⋆Good at heavy lifting
*Hard to knock down

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Can’t run very fast
⋆Low manual dexterity.
⋆Has pain flare-ups from old wounds on occasion

Magic or ability (if applicable):

He has minor healing that can help him alleviate and numb pain so he can keep pushing on, but it doesn’t do any more than to stop the bleeding.

[FunnyGuy]

@Legion02

Accepted 👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾

[FunnyGuy]

@Canidae

It looks good, and yeah try to get something for his appearance. Accepted.

[dreamingflowers]

Mira

Mira Mokosh ⋆ 92 ⋆ Female ⋆ Merfolk

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Appearance

Height:

5'3

Weight:

110 pounds

Hair Color:

Copper

Eye Color:

It is always changing between blue and green

Skin Tone:

Rosy with a scattering of freckles across the center of her face

Brief Clothes Description:

Her typical dress is made up out of a linen blouse, a leather corset along with a heavy skirt and tights to cover her legs. She favors a subdued color scheme of greys, blues and greens. Mira treats her clothes like armor, the more layers, the more she feels protected. Rarely seen without a crochet shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Handmade by Mira herself, it fades in color from blue to green, decorated with small shells and pearls, sewn along the edge of the shawl.

Empathetic ⋆ Dignified ⋆ Melancholic ⋆ Private

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Wood carvings
⋆Books
*Taking a bath
⋆Fish pie
*Pearls

Dislikes:

⋆Violence
⋆Rudeness
⋆Her status as a widow
*Small mindedness
*Hot weather

Fears:

⋆Losing her memories
⋆The remaining 200 years of her life
⋆Falling in love

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Mira keeps to herself. She interacts with others when it is required, rarely going out of her way to speak to someone on her own accord. It is not that she does not like people, she does, especially since it is her job to take care of the health and wellbeing of the crew. The rules of social interaction and the effort it takes for her to adhere to these rules are tiresome. Simply put, pretending to be happy adds to the constant feeling of weariness she experiences most days. No amount of sleep or rest seems to be able to revive her dulled spirit.

Before she was griefstricken Mira was a selfless and kind young woman, she still is but to a much lesser extent. Often absorbed into her own thoughts and feelings, there is at times not enough room in her broken heart to be kind. She is not mean instead, she simply comes across as indifferent or uncaring. She will still save and protect others before herself, despite being disconnected at times. Mira is not afraid to die. These benevolent aspects of her character win out over her gloom.

It is truly a challenge to anger her. Mira possesses the calm and patient demeanor befitting her age. With the years came understanding, in human years she would be an old crone. She never confronts or seeks out opportunities for confrontation. Mira thinks before she speaks, choosing her words carefully. She is a gentle yet forceful presence. While Mira is not afraid to die she is not foolish. She is brave when no one else can fulfill that task. Her ever present anxiety has faded as she's gotten older, to a point where she barely fears anything anymore. Her life experience has taught her many things. It makes it seem like she's quick to react to situations but she's seen it happen before and draws from her experience.

She is not dimwitted by any means, Mira can read and write, but has never had a formal education as she didn't need it. You could say she's not a studied or booksmart woman. Her withdrawn demeanor sometimes makes it difficult for her to form relationships. She can appreciate a good joke, but doesn't know many herself. As much as she tries to put on a good face, anyone with at least a shred of sense can tell she's sad.

Romantic ⋆ Happy ⋆ Heartbreak

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Background

Occupation

Surgeon

Which ship are you on?

Mermaid's Fortune

Living Immediate Family Members:

Mira has a living family beneath the sea. She hasn't seen or spoken to them in over 70 years

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Not that she knows of

Current and Past Lover(s):

Derick Halloran †

History:
- Born into a loving traditional family.
- Spent her childhood and part of her teens in the sea.
- Felt like she did not belong, something was missing from her life.
- Ventured out onto the surface of the sea.
- Was captured by a ship of fishermen.
- Saved by her future lover and husband.
- Marriage and children.
- Forced to move away as she did not age along with Derick.
- Visited her family in disguise over the years.
- Finally returned when Derick began to lose his mind in old age.
- Took care of her husband until he passed away.

Healing song ⋆ Powerful healer ⋆ Grief stricken

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Strong swimmer (as a human and mermaid)
⋆Can breath underwater
⋆Can withstand cold (as a human and mermaid)

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Small stature
⋆Not very strong, she needs the element of surprise
⋆Needs to return to the sea every three days

Magic or ability (if applicable):

Mira's merfolk heritage allows her to transform her legs into a scaly fin, breath underwater, live for centuries and use her voice to heal.

Nur

Nur Fatin ⋆ 18 ⋆ Female ⋆ Witch

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Appearance

Height:

5'3

Weight:

110 pounds

Hair Color:

Raven

Eye Color:

Misty grey

Skin Tone:

Smooth alabaster

Brief Clothes Description:

Nur enjoys everything colorful and beautiful. She dresses in off the shoulder blouses with plunging necklines, curve hugging corsets of painted leather and full skirts of many colors and materials. Beauty before practicality. Infinitely feminine Nur invests many hours on her appearance. She favors solid skirts to bring out the details of the leatherwork on her corsets and the embroidery on her blouses and shawls. Sparkling jewels adorn her neck, ears and wrists. The metalwork is twisted to resemble flowers of all kinds.

Kind ⋆ Playful ⋆ Shallow ⋆ Devious

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Perfume
⋆Honey cakes
*Silk
⋆Having fun with the boys
*Putting make up on the girls

Dislikes:

⋆Hard manual labor (That's why we have the boys)
⋆Not getting her way
⋆Performing difficult and tasking spells
*Infected wounds
*Wool (It makes her skin itch)

Fears:

⋆Going back home
⋆Being captured by other pirates
⋆The spirits which take over her mind and body during some spells

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Nur loves to be around people, especially men, who for some reason always seem to give her what she wants. When it comes to women and older men she usually has to feel them out a little. Get an idea on their motives, weak spots. Nur has to know someone well enough in order for them to seize being a threat. Her mind is only settled after she's found a way to twist someone around her finger.
She's known to be selfish and somewhat mean when around people she doesn't know or trust. Every women for herself. If she gives you something and you barely know her, expect there to be strings or some ulterior motive. Nur will be endlessly kind and share all of her laughter, love and riches with the few she trusts. The lengths to which she will go to save someone else is entirely reliant on the relationship Nur has with them. She has no difficulty in selecting friends according to their (emotional) value, like sorting out a box of precious jewels. In this sense Nur is a very practical girl, letting her head guide her instead of her heart when it comes to survival.

On a whole Nur has a pleasant aura around her, she rarely has ill intentions and prefers to poke fun and joke around. She can be incredibly impatient, childish even, when she doesn't get what she wants. Be it material or emotional. She is not afraid to stand up to men, especially when they are easily charmed. Few things make her anxious and she doesn't let that show. If you know her well, these things would surprise you. Affairs of the bedroom and casting greater spells are for reasons unbeknownst to even Nur herself a source of misery. Nur is quick on her feet, witty and always wants to have the last laugh. Surprisingly clever she always has something to say. Don't let her out of your sight.

Nur relies on her looks and charm to manipulate people which works well most of the time, but it cancels out groups who aren't susceptible to her womanly ways, like other women and the elderly. She has a hard time befriending or finding common ground with less feminine women, and elderly men especially inspire a sense of displeasure in the young girl. Nur loves to joke around when the joke is not on her. Don't rip her clothes or throw her into a pile of rotten fish, because she'll likely never speak to you again. She stays up till the moon is high up in the sky and sleeps in till late mornings, which isn't always convenient given her position as a surgeon. When she's overextended herself taking care of patients or attempting to cast difficult spells, she needs to sleep. Otherwise she'll either fall asleep on the spot or even faint.

Carefree ⋆ Traditional ⋆ Caged

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Background

Occupation

Surgeon

Which ship are you on?

Mermaid's Fortune

Living Immediate Family Members:

Mother, father, two older brothers and a younger sister.

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Everyone is still alive and hell-bent on getting her back.

Current and Past Lover(s):

Drustan Hier (A young man she was arranged to marry before she left)

History:
- Born into a loving (over)protective family.
- Spent her childhood traveling to different places as part of a caravan.
- Taught witchcraft by the women in her environment, including her grandmother and mother.
- Grew up to be a beautiful young girl, fit to marry well.
- Rebelled against the idea of an arranged marriage.
- Something happened when she planned to leave, which Nur can't remember. The event caused her magic to fade.
- Fled the caravan and hid away on a pirate ship.

Witchcraft ⋆ Skilled healer ⋆ Fading mystical arts

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Quick on her feet
⋆Knows how to use a dagger, laced with a rare poison
⋆Not as dainty as she convinces you to think

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Possession by spirits draw a lot of strength from her, leaving her needing to rest for hours, sometimes days.
*Physically she does not have a lot of strength
*Without her mandatory cup of herbal tea she'll get seasick easily.

Magic or ability (if applicable):

Nur is a witch who has for some reason lost a lot of her raw magical power and skill. Many spells she used to be able to cast without problems have become a harrowing ordeal. Instead she relies on her knowledge of botany and the healing arts to act as the surgeon of the ship. She wouldn't want you to know this, but there are a lot of things she can't treat, not having finished her studies before she ran away. Her magic is unreliable and sometimes dangerous to both herself and those around her. She stole a book of weather related spells from her grandmother. The magic of the book goes far beyond her knowledge and capability, hence she rarely uses it. The spells summons spirits of the wind, sun and sea to possess her body and mind.

[Helo]

hello darkness my old friend

Sylas Fyn ⋆ 18 ⋆ Male ⋆ Dark Elf

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Appearance

Height:

5’10

Weight:

150lbs

Hair Color:

Black that fades into ash gray, and white at the tips

Eye Color:

Orange embers, burning with intensity

Skin Tone:

Pale gray, marred with scars around his left eye, and throughout his torso

Brief Clothes Description:

Black leather boots that reach mid-calf, black trousers, a black shirt, and a long black coat. Sylas is dressed to blend into the shadows. He carries with him a cutlass with a silver hilt, flintlock pistols, and a blunderbuss.

Cold ⋆ Obsessive ⋆ Diligent ⋆ Fervent

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Structure
⋆Keeping busy
⋆Battle
⋆The night
⋆Service
⋆A well run ship
⋆Open seas

Dislikes:

⋆Small enclosed spaces or being shackled
⋆ Physical contact
⋆Pirates
⋆Weakness
⋆Cowards
⋆Sleep
⋆Being afraid

Fears:

⋆His father
⋆Claustrophobia
⋆Failure

Sexuality:

Straight, a marriage will likely be arranged by his family when the time is right. Until forced to Sylas, tries to keep away from the temptations of the fairer sex.

Personality:

Cold and detached towards others, Sylas speaks very little, he was raised to never speak out of turn and social attachments were seen as weakness. He lives to further the family name, to work hard, and to be strong. Weakness, in his family, was never tolerated, and to Sylas emotions and attachments are weakness. All those who rank above him are treated with respect, his orders are never questioned but simply obeyed. Those who rank below him are given orders and he does not seek out social interacts with the crew, they are all there to work and serve captain and country not to have fun. Raised for service in the navy, Sylas knows his life is disposable, if he must die for Glasston then he will. He was never allowed to indulge in his own desires, and simply has no idea how to be selfish. When given an order he will obey and achieve through any means necessary. In battle he is ruthless, mercy and empathy are weakness to him, and he will not fall prey to weakness. There is no need to protect others of the crew, if they cannot handle themselves in battle then they deserve to fall, unless his orders are otherwise.

Sylas exists in a fragile emotional state, although he expects the same calmness and indifference his father always shows of himself, this is difficult for him to achieve. He is constantly hyper aware of his surroundings, struggling to control himself and exude strength. He only allows himself to let loose in battle, to lose control and unleash rage upon his enemies. Fear and anxiety constantly hold him back, fear of weakness and of disappointing others who hold authority over him. Although he may appear brave to others, this is because he was raised with the belief that his own life holds no value until he earns it. His value is based in his ability to serve Glasston, as long as he is a valuable sailor to king and country, he has earned his place. Therefor a coward’s life, one unable to sacrifice and follow orders, holds no value. One day he hopes to achieve the heights his father has, to captain his own ship and at that point he thinks he will truly hold value, until then he exists to be a solider.

Raised in a wealthy and aristocratic military family Sylas is well educated but lacks the confidence to think for himself. Structure and orders are all he knows and without that he is lost. He walks with flawless posture, and holds himself with coldness that most find intimidating, this along with his quiet and unfriendly nature is enough to keep most people away. Humor is lost on him, especially sarcasm as Sylas takes things at face value. His energy is certainly weakened by the sun, as a dark elf he is most energized in darkness, but his high endurance allows him to push through in most situations. Sylas does not quit until his body quits for him, during work and in battle. His sanity is questionable, as a man forged by trauma he constantly struggles internally. His value is something he must constantly earn and prove; he puts unreasonably high expectations upon himself and when he does not live up to them, he punishes himself. Sleep does not come easy to him and he suffers from terrible dreams based in what he endured as a child. Sylas keeps himself in a constant state of repression and isolation under the belief that these things will eventually strengthen him.

Aristocratic ⋆ Cruel ⋆ Forlorn

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Background

Occupation

Boatswain

Which ship are you on?

Avalon Avenger

Living Immediate Family Members:

Captain Declan Fyn
Lady Arabella Fyn
Caspian Fyn
Cedric Fyn
Lady Silva Fyn

Dead Immediate Family Members:

None of any importance.

Current and Past Lover(s):

Love? Don’t be ridiculous.

History:
Sylas comes from a wealthy elvish family with impeccable breading, he is the eldest son and thus the highest of expectations were thrust upon him. His father, just like the vast majority of the men in his family, is proud serving member of the Glasston Navy. Sylas has been trained for service since as far back as he can remember, as are his younger twin brothers, Caspian and Cedric. His sister, as the women of his family are, was raised to be a proper lady, and her marriage is to be arranged by their father. Sylas’s family is the picture-perfect image of Glasston aristocracy but as idyllic as his life may have looked to the poor, the reality was much darker. Sylas’s father, Declan, was a cruel and controlling man who placed an enormous amount of pressure and responsibility on a Sylas at a very young age. While his minor indiscretions, such as sneezing when he was to be quiet, poor posture, or setting the dinner table incorrectly, where punished through corporal means, when he truly disappointed his father the naval captain would dream up a variety of mental anguishes for his son to suffer through.

Once weakness had been properly beaten out of his son, Declan charged Sylas with punishing the servant’s indiscretions, preparing him to be ready to kill at the drop of a hat should the King require it. Captain Declan Fyn was not raising sons, but training what he believed would be perfect soldiers for the King’s navy. Weakness and emotions were not tolerated, and to be able to survive his upbringing Sylas adapted to this environment. He strived and pushed himself to be something his father could be proud of but has yet to get an inkling of approval from the cold man who raised him. Even at his proudest moment, when Sylas left home, a full-fledged solider of the navy, to serve his first tour, he found nothing but impassive coldness from his father.

So, Sylas tried harder, to be a great sailor, he worked hard aboard the first vessel he was stationed at. In battle he found it easier to detach and do what was necessary than many of the other new recruits, he killed without hesitation, truly ruthless in battle finding the one place where he could unleash all his pent-up rage and frustration. He caught the attention of that boat’s first mate, who saw a streak of remarkable cruelty in the boy and trained him in ‘interrogation techniques.’ He worked his way up the ranks until, along the way he was rewarded by his superiors for viciousness and cruelty and so it was that these qualities within him strengthened. He began to enjoy torturing prisoners, they were nothing more than filthy pirates after all, and by the time he returned home from his first tour he was the spitting image of his father. Sylas Fyn had grown from eager and nervous boy into a cold and battle-hardened man.

Still he saw no pride in his father’s eyes, there was nothing that man carried about except his own glory, and finally Sylas began to realize the best he could hope for was to not disappoint his father. His obsessive nature made the position of boatswain a good fit for him, he kept meticulous records of supplies, and his rationing abilities often saved his captains a fair amount of coin. While his work aboard vessels was impeccable, he never could bond well with the crew. Sylas did not have much in the way of social skills. He could not relate to other people; he is unable to relax or let his guard down because all of these social traits are things his father would have considered weakness.

Special Ability: Shadow Manipulation
⋆ Main Strength: Endurance ⋆ Main Weakness: Emotional Instability

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Strong endurance and agility
⋆Stealth
⋆High pain tolerance

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Emotionally unstable
⋆Sensitivity to bright lights
⋆Not much brute strength

Magic or ability (if applicable):

Shadow manipulation, able to blend himself in with shadows along with enhanced ability to see in darkness.