I heard shipwright!
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**Name:** Tark
**Age:** “28”
**Gender:** Male
**Race:** Fishman
**Picture or Description:** Tark is, well, big. When navigating around the ship, he has some difficulty but is able to manage, albeit uncomfortably. To counter this, he does not wear any clothes, instead relying on his natural fishman build to protect him. He doesn’t even need clothes, really, as his body is lacking any real features.
**Crew Member, Marine Rival, or Other:** Crew Member
**Crew Position:** Shipwright
**Techniques/Fighting Style:**
- Tark is a shipwright, having access to a wide variety of tools used for repairing the ship. These tools include, but are not limited to: Hammers of varying sizes, wooden planks of varying sizes, logs, ropes, chisels of varying sizes, and saws of varying sizes. These tools can be utilized as deadly weapons that would make him a much more formidable opponent; however he does not use these tools for combat. “**Ain’t their proper use.**”
- However, Tark is not unwilling to fight. He uses his raw, brute strength, both naturally acquired and earned through years as a shipwright, to defend himself. During combat, Tark tries to stay out of the way and focus on keeping the ship afloat. When this fails, he is not above flying into a rage brought on by damage to the ship, and will attack *anyone* responsible for damaging the ship. Or anyone that just pisses him off enough.
- One noteworthy technique that is rarely seen utilized by Tark is the “**Fishman’s Fisherman Fist**”. What this technique is, however, remains a mystery as Tark hasn’t actually used it in the presence of his current crew.
**Fruit:** Tark has a Zoan Type Devil Fruit, but, he has not eaten it and has no idea as to what it may do. He resents Devil Fruits, but understands that they are valuable to those willing to swear off the sea.
**Personality:** Tark is serious, not caring for humor. Those telling him a joke will find that he in fact does not care, even going as far as to voice his disappointment that he has allowed his time to be wasted. Tark is also very irritable when being approached for no good reason, hating when his time is wasted. He takes his work very seriously, constantly meandering about the ship, constantly looking for even the *slightest* hint of harm. He also cares very deeply about his tools, and those that touch them will find themselves in a brawl with the large fishman. Calling him anything but Tark will also earn you the fishman’s scorn.
**Backstory:** Tark is the result of a strange lineage. On his father’s side, is fishmen. The fishmen, however, are so varied and wild that his family’s genetic diversity has become so great that it is very, very, very, unstable. On his mother’s side, is a strange and twisted lineage, which is in fact, nothing but meetings of chance. His mother’s grandfather was a Wotan and her grandmother was a giant, but his mother’s mother was a Wotan, and her father was a fishman. His mother and father were both fishfolk, so it was only logical that Tark himself was a fishman. However, his lineage meant that he was destined to be a giant. While not nearly as big as his Wotan ancestors, he still stands taller than two men and wider than them too.
Tark would have grown up underwater, but *something* took his family from the depths. Tark does not much talk about his life, but the skills and discipline he has, coupled with his gruff and cynical attitude, make it difficult to approach the question. However, if one were to watch the way he works, look at the way he tends to tools, and just generally look at his unwavering work ethic, it becomes obvious; Tark was, at some point, a slave.
Tark has been hanging around Loguetown for a while, repairing ships to earn a living, however, Tark is homeless. He knows the ins and outs of making, repairing, and even improving a ship. Once, he was even paid with a Devil Fruit, by a drunken captain that didn’t seem to realize what he was doing. Tark took it all the same, hoping to sell it. That Devil Fruit, however, has drawn some unwanted attention and Tark wants to get out of Loguetown as soon as he can, as long as he can do it on a ship that he can occupy himself repairing.
**Other:** Tark is fond of the water, as well as hard liquor, though he hardly touches the stuff.