CAPTAIN ON DECK!
[b]Name:[/b] Vulfgang Noventius

[b]Age:[/b] 26

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Race:[/b] Human

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[b]History:[/b] Unlike the previous Captains of the Armada class, Captain Noventius rose form absolute obscurity. Born the son of a drunk of a father and a whore of a mother, Noventius ran away from home the minute he could run, and stowed away on an travel vessel bound for the Port Citystate Titanicus. He survived for several years off of pocket change and resourcefulness, though his life changed when he tried picking the pocket of Archmagus Gardet himself. Rather than have the young man be executed for thievery, he opted instead to induct him into the order. Upon reaching the age of 17, they brought him aboard the Tychon after it was refurbished, and for reasons unknown he seemed to have a high degree of compatibility to the ship. Much to Noventius' surprise as well as a majority of the Order's council, he was entrusted with the vessel. Unable to refuse, Vulfgang has lead the Tychon on numerous expedites over the years, though now they have been given permission to push farther in...

[b]Equipment:[/b] Captain always has his [url=http://i.imgur.com/WLEmZob.jpg]Revolver[/url], as well as a medium length [url=http://i.imgur.com/Mgxlwpf.jpg]Falchion[/url]. He is almost never seen not wearing his armor, some crew members even whisper that he's just a head stuck to a suit of armor.

[b]Magical Knowledge:[/b] He don't know jack about yo magics. He wishes he could conjure Oranges.

[b]Skills:[/b]Extremely dexterious from a life of picking pockets. Competent with his blade as well as his revolver. Can drink 70% of the crew under the table. Talented negotiator, navigator, and leader. Isn't afraid to fight dirty, and will often carry sand in his pockets. While certainly not the strongest member of the Tychon, he can hold his own with what strength he has.