[color=c4df9b][center][b]Bridget Josephine McGalley[/b][/center][/color]

[color=c4df9b]Character appearance:[/color] [url=https://pin.it/6TtdFKOyq]Bridget[/url]

[color=c4df9b]Age:[/color] 28

[color=c4df9b]Nacionality:[/color] Scottish

[color=c4df9b]Position:[/color] Cook

[color=c4df9b]Weapon:[/color] [url=https://pin.it/CI2oyJXgw]A small basic dagger she hides in her clothes[/url]

[color=c4df9b]Biography:[/color] 

Contrary to what anyone could think, Bridget was born in a moderately well off family, in a small village in the coast of Scotland. With her father being a well known cloth trader, she had the kind of life everyone would love to have, never in need, always having something.

When she was still very little, her father would allow her to go on his trips, and she grew up to fall in love with the sea, the waves, the feeling of instability and having to find her balance. She loved to travel, to trade, to do anything as long as she could smell the sea and feel the salty air in her face. But it all ended with her adolescence, as a woman in the sea was not enough for her mother. More traditional, she asked Bridget to come back home and dedicate her life to find a husband. Soon, the husband was found, one of her father's friends, a man far older than her. And sooner yet, asking turned into making Bridget come back against her will and forbid her to travel again. 

While she was still in her father's ship, Bridget had been drawing a plan, giving a last opportunity to change her mother's mind but knowing that it was hard to change her. As soon as she got back and the argument started, the decision was made. She got back to her room, acting as angry as she was and even more, making sure they would wait before following her, waiting for her to calm down. In less than an hour, she was climbing down her window, a rucksack in her shoulder, decision in her mind. As fast as she could without looking suspicious, she walked to the pier and looked for any ship that would need someone. Soon, she was getting inside the first ship that accepted her, a small mercantile ship in need of a cook. 

Since then, she learned how to move in all kind of situations, fighting for the freedom she wanted, moving ships as soon as something felt off or as soon as they started trade with people she knew from her father. As his trading improved and grew, she had to turn to more... illegal places, soon starting to work closer to pirates and smugglers. It was just a few months ago when she fund herself getting to the Gunpowder Storm, as a much needed cook.