[hider=Quartermaster][b]Character Name:[/b] Galen Blackmoore [b]Race/Species:[/b] Human (Borderlander) [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 26 [b]Role:[/b] Quartermaster [b]Skills/Traits[/b]: [list] [*][b]Duelist[/b]: Galen is a capable fighter with his sword, honing his skills over various campaigns and voyages. He knows how to wield his blade with a deadly finesse, as well as the more rough style of true melees. [*][b]Charismatic Minded[/b]: Galen is unbiased and filled with the rarest of abilities, common sense. He's a fair leader and knows how to treat people, whether by reward or punishment. [*][b]Fit Physique[/b]: A capable combatant, and able to leap and duck and dodge with his youthful and well preserved body. [*][b]Able Sailor[/b]: Has been on the water for many years, and he knows how to read the waves, when to pull/tie what ropes, and knows the way around other people's jobs as well. [*][b]Noble Looks[/b]: He's a sexy man, and he knows it. However, he doesn't let fraternizing get in the way of his job. Still, he'll use his good looks to aid himself in some form or fashion. [/list] [b]Weapons:[/b] [list] [*][url=http://castillearmory.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/COMPLETE-RING-AND-POST-SIDE-SWORD-.jpg]Sidesword[/url] [*]Knightly Dagger [*]Dirk [/list] [b]Physical Description:[/b] A lean, fit, but refined man with brown hair and dark eyes, with a navy frock coat over chainmail (covering leather) and loose fitting dark brown trousers. He has a fair face, albeit with a scar at the left of his chin and running down his jawline. His hair is wavy, loose and tousled. Not entirely groomed as he was raised, he still looks more or less presentable, and charming when he feels the need to present himself as such. He has the look of a youth that has been refined like silver through various trials by fire. [b]Armor:[/b] Chainmail shirt. [b]Equipment/Other[/b] [list] [*]Flask [*]Fline & Steel [*]Waterskin [*]Whetstone [/list] [b]Mental Description/Personality:[/b] He has a good mind about him when it comes to common sense, though he can be a bit rash if he lets his anger get the better of him. Generally he has a friendly, if wary demeanor. He will sometimes spout wisdom he has learned on his travels. He's a steadfast Quartermaster, and takes his responsibilities very seriously. He'll not be afraid to use his high position in the crew to keep others in line if need be. He's often casual however, and has a love of women. [b]Relationships[/b]: Your character's thoughts on the other crew members. Fill this part out when I say, not before. [/hider] [hider=Shipwright/Engineer][b]Character Name:[/b] Sketti Hammerhand [b]Race/Species:[/b] Dwarf [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 256 [b]Role:[/b] Shipwright/Engineer [b]Skills/Traits[/b]: [list] [*][b]Craftsman and Tinkerer[/b]: Knows how to fix ships, weapons, design contraptions of destructive skill, you name it. Has an innate ability to sense when something is wrong with items. [*][b]Dwarf Constitution[/b]: Hardy and able to take blows and attacks that would leave Man and Elf broken. He's also damn near immune to disease. [*][b]Stout Strength[/b]: Coupled with his toughness, he's also stronger than he looks, and he looks intensely strong. [*][b]Long Memory[/b]: Over his centuries, he's gained a lot of knowledge and memories, making him far wiser than you might think and very knowledgable about sailing and his crafts. He'll not forget a slight, but he'll also not forget a boon to him. [*][b]Combat Engineer[/b]: Knows how to get through a scrap, with the barrel of a gun, the butt of it, or with his melee weapons. Hell, one punch from him might send you flying off your ship! [/list] [b]Weapons:[/b] [list] [*]4 Capslock Pistols of his own design. [*]Broad-Headed Axe [*]Mechanical stump on his right arm that he can screw various things on. So far, he just has a wrench, a screw, and a hammer head to his repertoire. [*]Broad Rifle he keeps on the ship. [/list] [b]Physical Description:[/b] Broad and supremely muscled, Sketti stands chest height to a man (except for his huge crest of hair). His upper body is covered in blue tattoos written in runes. His right forearm and hand has been replaced with a bronze stump. Sketti sports scars crisscrossing along his chest and waist, and one along his right eye (though his eye is workable). His upper body naked, he wears a belt that's sturdy and well made, clad in links of bronze over its linen body to keep it together. The Dwarf wears hardy leather trousers and Enginner work boots below. He has two golden circlets that frames his beard at both sides, and one golden molar in his mouth. [b]Armor:[/b] None [b]Equipment/Other[/b] [list] [*]Pack of various parts and gunpowder to tinker with and create bombs or other utensils with. [*]Flask [*]Beef Jerky [*]Waterskin [*]1 pipe and a pound of pipeweed. [/list] [b]Mental Description/Personality:[/b] As most Dwarf's are taciturn, grim, and often bound by tradition, Sketti steps out into his own category. He has a respect for his people and their ways, but among his kin he is seen as an eccentric and a maverick. The engineer loves creating weapons and vehicles, thoroughly enjoying the satisfying sound of a bullet punching through a goblin's chest, or an explosive bomb tearing through an Ogre. He'll often get very reckless in combat. He gets quite the satisfied joy of when he kills someone in just the right way. Sketti is talkative and often sly for his people, though he won't shy from being the voice of reason if need be, and talking down to the lesser races like an old veteran. Akin to most Dwarfs, he loves good beer and a good brawl, and a fine sheet of metal to shape into what he sees fit. And after a good fight (and explosion or two), he'll enjoy a nice pipe by a good fire or a mug of ale. [/hider] [hider=Ronin][u][b]Character Sheet[/b][/u] [b]Character Name:[/b] Eladar [b]Race/Species:[/b] 1/2 Shi'Ranese, 1/2 Praelian [b]Gender:[/b] M [b]Age:[/b] Unknown, looks 26 [b]Role:[/b] Sailor, Warrior [b]Skills/Traits[/b]: [list] [*][b]Master Swordsman[/b]: Unrivaled in the art of swordplay and battlecraft. Extremely skilled in both dueling and furious melees. Though he is merely a sailor, he commands tremendous respect for his fighting prowess. While he is best with the sword, he knows how to wield many weapons like second nature. [*][b]Intimidation[/b]: A mere grave look from him can halt anyone in their tracks, if but for a brief moment. [*][b]Able Sailor[/b]: Knows his sailing craft well. [*][b]Peak Condition[/b]: Is about as fit and healthy as one can be, with very little in the way of fat on his body, muscled honed to maximum effectiveness. [*][b]Mysterious Past[/b]: None know his true history, and he often comes forth with knowledge one wouldn't expect. Galen does well to listen to his council when he chooses to speak. [/list] [b]Weapons:[/b] [list] [*]Ronin Style Backsword [*]Wakizashi [*]Throwing Knives [/list] [b]Physical Description:[/b] His hair is black and worn in an unruly fashion, pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head. His skin is fair, close to olive colored. He has a noticeable fit and trim body, with practiced, hard muscle. He is slim though, and he relies more on speed than strength. His face is not unhandsome, if not for his very dark, severe eyes. Even feeling a bit displeased, a dangerous look comes upon him with those eyes. He has a small scar on his left cheek, as well as 4 scars along his back, 2 criss crossing on his right bicep and one on the back of his left hand. He wears a torn wool vest over a grey-tan shirt. He wears Hakama pants, tied by a blue sash belt. He wears a sarashi over both of his hands and forearms, leaving his fingers unwrapped. His feet are covered in open toed sandals, though he is not above wearing sturdy traveling shoes (kutsu) when donning his armor. [b]Armor:[/b] He usually wears none. But when on land... His armor is a sleeveless breastplate of very sturdy burgundy scale mail with a matching Haidate. He wears kote Gauntlets and Suneate. [/hider] [hider=Lookout] [b]Character Name:[/b] Jax [b]Race/Species:[/b] Elven(?) [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] Unknown [b]Role:[/b] Sailor/Lookout [b]Skills/Traits[/b]: [list] [*][b]Acrobatics[/b]: Jax can swing upon the ropes or flip onto the deck as if he was taking the next step down the stairs. Often he'll slide down just to say hi, before zipping back up. [*][b]Eagle Eyes and Feint Hands[/b]: He can see further than anyone on the crew, and he's got fine hearing as well. This, coupled with his good hand-eye coordination makes him an able lookout, thief, and ranged attacker should he get a ranged weapon. [*][b]Bardic Music[/b]: He plays his flute beautifully, using such skills to bring merriment to the crew or to pick up a fair maiden. [*][b]Hardy[/b]: Despite his Elven heritage, he's tougher than he looks and can also hold down his liquor. [*][b]Sailing[/b]: Can substitute for the average sailor if need be. He's been on the sea for many a year. [/list] [b]Weapons:[/b] [list] [*]Hand Axe [*]Long Dirk [/list] [b]Physical Description:[/b] Jax is about as tall as Eladar, with stoutly muscled arms and legs and a lean, chiseled abdomen. He has a fiery and wavy red mane of hair, contrasting his stark blue eyes and framed by his pointed ears. Blue and Green woad patterns snake and coil around his body in flowing elven script. He tends to wear baggy pants but no shirt, save an open vest. He speaks in a Kaelic accent. [b]Armor:[/b] None [b]Equipment/Other[/b] [list] [*]Flute [*]Flask [*]Apples [*]Waterskin [/list] [b]Mental Description/Personality:[/b] Jax is jovial and friendly, with an addictive smile. He's quick to laugh, quick to drink, sly when he needs to be and overall forward and outgoing. He doesn't know the meaning of aloof. Though this makes him popular, he's not above mischief, slipping people's coins out of their pockets or giving a good looking lady a once over with his eyes (though he'll not touch unless given permission). [/hider]