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[b]Character Name:[/b] Gallagher Dontan

[b]Race/Species:[/b] Human, Banian crossed with Vrettonian

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Age:[/b] 30

[b]Role:[/b] Boatswain

[b]Skills[/b]: 
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[*] weapons mastery: he has skill in weapons use, having learned to use various types since first becoming a pirate.
[*] strength: his muscular build makes him able to lift more than his weight.
[*] sailor: he knows how to handle a ship.
[*] boatswain: he knows how to handle sailors and ship supplies, he is able to project his voice when shouting orders.
[*] languages: he has learnt many different languages on his voyages as a buccaneer.
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[b]Weapons:[/b]  
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[*] iron short sword
[*] concealed dagger
[*] three barrel hand Cannon
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[b]Physical Description:[/b] Gallagher is a short but built man, standing at 5 feet.  His hair is tied up in a low ponytail behind his head, his hair was naturally brown, after fifteen years of sailing his hair would slowly fade into a premature grey.  His eyes are blue like the sea, after many hard days as a sailor they have grown weary, tired, dark bags hang beneath his eyes and one scar cuts deep in the centre between the two eyes.  His lips are always dry and salty, puckered as if water made its way into his lips, around his mouth are several blotches of stubble.  His shoulders are wide apart and muscular, his whole body is muscular, too muscular for a man as short as himself, more scars make it to his arms and chest, deep cuts on his arms and small scratches on his chest.  A tattoo of a small bird can be seen on his left shoulder, a crow supposed to symbolise a girl he was sweet on back home, another tattoo of a dagger encircled by vines sits clear to see on his chest, he got it when he was drunk and now forgot the meaning of it.  More cuts and bruises are seen on his legs, muscular, like the rest of his body.  His attire consists of a leather vest over a dirty, baggy, white shirt which is tucked into baggy, brown pants, buckled with a large leather belt, the sleeves of the pants are tucked into leather boots, strapped tight.  Almost all of Gallagher's weapons are strapped to his left hip, a scabbard for his sword hangs low and another scabbard for his hand cannon sits just above, a secret scabbard is strapped to his arm inside his baggy clothes in the event that he would need to conceal a dagger.

[b]Equipment/Other[/b] 
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[*] pouch, pellets for his hand cannon
[*] pouch, black powder for his hand cannon
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[b]Mental Description/Personality:[/b] A loud man, loud and orderly, when he orders something he will get his message across, if someone does not di their job properly he throws them to the ground and has someone else do it.  Gallagher is loyal to the code, loyal to the democracy, he would serve the captain and the quartermaster though he would never want to be captain or quartermaster himself, he was never really good at being a symbol of leadership among men, rather he would carry out their word and law.

[b]Goals/Apirations:[/b] His only goal is to sail the seas and live a free life, make some money on the side, live as well as he can until the time comes where he'll be lost at sea, killed in battle or stabbed in the back by traitorous pirates.

[b]Background/History:[/b] He was raised as a child in Vrettonia, farming and living a cultured life, at age fourteen he had met the love of his life, a young Mage girl by the name of Jassel Decora.  His love would not last, a year later when his mother died of an unknown disease he was taken by his father, a Banian cutthroat, to live on a pirate ship for the rest of his life.  For three years he learned the trade of a sailor, a pirate, mastering different weapons, sailing different ships, at the end of those three years he escaped by stealing a small ship with a few overconfident young sailors, they believed they could start their own crew, a band of young pirates who would terrorise the seas. He made a good few weeks at sea before being defeated in battle and made a slave, again he escaped during a battle and was picked up by a trade ship en route to the nearest port where he found his father lying dead in the street, three bullet holes in his chest, next to him was a three barrelled hand Cannon.  Years later, Gallagher has sailed the many seas and seen the many sights, he never went home, he wouldn't be accepted the way he is now, like his father, a cutthroat, a buccaneer, a pirate.

[b]Relationships[/b]: Gallagher treats everyone who isn't in a specialised position, like himself, as if they were only his acquaintances, strangers who would follow every word he said, if not then they were useless, He could not and will not maintain a friendly relationship with pirate crewmen who weren't in a trustworthy position.
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