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Name: Alphonse 'Al' Ergwood
Title: The Gull
Age: 22
Class: Pirate
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Home: Bern originally

Equipment: Hand axe
Economy: 500 gold

Personality: For the most part, Al can be summed up as being for the most part laid back and calm like the sea on a clear day, though much like the sea he can suddenly become restless and violent in an instant. He is prone to long periods of relaxation and savouring the little things followed by bursts of extreme energy, excitement and passion. More often than not related to treasure and the prospect of attaining it or some form of adventure. That said, he is smart enough to know an impossible fight when he sees one and is more than happy to switch sides or ditch a job if it means he gets to live another day. 

Alignment: Chaotic neutral, good or evil depending on those around him

Simple description: A toned but overall small form with salt soaked blonde hair and green eyes. He wears the typical swashbuckling pirate attire of a ragged shirt and long pants tucked into worn brown boots with a long blue overcoat and sailor hat, most of it appearing oversized and mismatched from more than just one region's style of clothing.

Level: 1
Basestats: Allocate points to the following stats. You have 45 points available at level 1, with 3 extra per level above (level 2: 48, level 3: 51 etcetcetc).
Health Points: 18
Strength/Magic: 7
Skill: 1
Speed: 8
Luck: 4
Defense: 5
Resistance: 2


Growths: Allocate the odds for levelups in the following stats. You have 360% available to allocate, or if you're promoted already you have 200%
Health Points: 70
Strength/Magic: 40
Skill: 10
Speed: 30
Luck: 50
Defense: 50
Resistance: 20


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The Gull lay slumped against the starboard side of the docked ship peering over the wooden railing to stare dully at the port town while regretting his entire existence, the part of that existence he regretted most of all was the throbbing pain in his head from the excessive amount of alcohol he had consumed the previous night, much to the entertainment of his shipmates. Turning down a free drink was something he could never bring himself to do, not when everything in the world was so often held out of reach until he fought hard for it. He brought a canteen of fresh water to his mouth and took a sip, swirling it around then spitting it out to try and bring about some semblance of freshness or at the very least wash away the taste of regret. 

“Al!” Came the irksome call of the ship’s first officer whom the young man spotted approaching with a wave as he pulled his head away from the townsfolk. “Shhh.” Alphonse pressed a finger against his own lip and lidded his eyes. “You’re not still hurting from last night are you?” The officer asked with a smirk. “I don’t deal with red wine well.” Replied Al, more melancholic than usual. 

“Well that’s a shame given the haul the captain has his eye on next, the local lord’s supposedly bringing in a shipment of the stuff tonight, the fancy kind in bottles!” 
“Sounds like it’d fetch a nice price at least…” He wasn’t too enthused by the prospect, bottles were easily broken after all and finding someone to sell them too wasn’t going to be easy.
“Only snag is it’s going to be guarded, not like the usual merchant ships, trained men.” 

At this, Al’s eyes lit up and the headache was forced out by a thought. Real guards weren’t cheap and chances are they’d have their coin purses with them on the ship, there may even be a few among them that could be ransomed for a decent amount. The pirate stood upright and inhaled a lungful of the sea breeze. “Let the captain know I’ll be happy to lead the boarding party.”  

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