[hider=Robert James Morgan]
[color=f7976a]Name:[/color] Robert James Morgan

[color=f7976a]Age:[/color] 64

[color=f7976a]Appearance:[/color] [url=https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EWrGYeeUMAAMPSH?format=jpg&name=large]Robert[/url] stood about 195cm or about 6'5", though with a lanky build. He wasn't often seen without his overcoat and hat, and his right hand was obviously replaced by a crude looking contraption. He was also missing a right eye, hidden under an eyepatch. 

[color=f7976a]Gender/Sex:[/color] Male

[color=f7976a]Race:[/color] Human

[color=f7976a]Ship role:[/color] Any.

[color=f7976a]Background:[/color] There was once a sky captain who haunted the skies of all six Taivas, in an infamous ship named the Red Mary, where even the sight of its faded red and black coloring threw even grown men into despair. A simple but mighty corvette, with its six engines the captain was rumored to have outrun and outmaneuvered many a warship. Its faded red and black was told to be from its forays into the Ash Range, where the soot stuck to it, and it was said the ship ventured fearlessly into the dangerous regions of the world, even into the Belt or or the Sky den. And those who did catch up to it, faced the full might of its captain and its crew. Guns would blaze from every inch of its side, and the captain taller, darker and stronger than any man, would tear apart any man that dared faced him. Said to be a ghost of an angry taruva, or the incarnation of one, the last stand of the Red Mary and her captain was said to be a legendary one, one ship against an armada, guns blazing in the skies like thunder, the red of burning ships lighting up the night's sky. At the very end, the Red Mary was boarded, and the captain fought like a wounded beast. He took 16 shots and several sword slashes and fought on, before being beheaded. It was said he rose up again, wreathed in the fires of vengeance, and swore vengeance upon all the six taivas. The Red Mary exploded into flames, wrecking several more ships and killing more men, before disappearing. It would be sighted again and again in the years to come, a ghost ship floating in the clouds, ready to pillage and kill any it comes across.

Robert, was not that person. He was rough and flamboyant, but whenever asked, he would always say he came from a simple farming family on a simple floating island community just off Araceli. He worked his arse off on a military ship for a bit before going on a whaling ship. With all the experience he had, he was confident in his skills on a ship, be it a navigator, a helmsman or even as an artillery officer. Experience, after all, was what he had in abundance, even if he was not as spry as he was years ago. As far as anyone was concerned, he was there to earn as much money as he can for his aging parents.

[color=f7976a]Equipments:[/color] His mechanical hand has a mechanism to shoot it out to about 25m in length, with a powerful motor to pull it back almost instantly. Other than that, his weapons were a brace of pistols, as well as a nice looking sword. [/hider]