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Also still around. Been a bit busy.

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Interesting, but I'm trying to think of a reason a ship would need an undertaker and I'm drawing a blank. If anybody dies, we'd just toss the body over the side, maybe say a few words, get drunk, somebody would start singing "Binks' Sake" and by sunrise we would be hungover and unable to remember who we'd been mourning in the first place.

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Dowell is halfway to the shore before she remembers something very important. Two things, actually.

The first is that devil fruit users can't swim. They sink like rocks in salt water. There's no scientific explanation for why it happens, but Dowell has always thought that it's the Devil's price for such power. Just folklore, of course.

The second is that Captain Alveara is a devil fruit user.

Cursing, Dowell starts to look around for any sign of the intrepid captain. Losing a ship immediately on arriving in Paradise is bad enough, but losing a captain? That's just plain embarrassing.

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As she arcs through the air towards the water of the Grand Line, the only thing on Dowell's mind is that she had said they were coming in too fast. It was a miracle that the Reverse Mountain had taken as long as it had to tear the Cradle Princess to splinters; Dowell had heard stories of daredevils who tried to brave the wild mountain current without a ship, and they rarely ended happily.

From her bird's eye view of the wreckage, she could already tell that the damage done to the Princess was beyond the point of being repaired. The little caravel ship had exploded like a ripe melon at the impact, barely anything more than driftwood. Dowell had known something like this could happen, but Alveara had laughed at the suggestion of putting the ship in drydock for a few weeks to do repairs.

'Nothing more pointless than a pirate crew without a ship,' she thought. The wind whipped through her hair as she finally lost upward momentum, and began to plummet towards the water. 'Now Alveara'll expect me to make a new ship, and I don't know where she expects to find the money for the materials. The only reason the Princess [i]was so cheap is because I didn't use expensive wood, but that's because I only made it for practice. And she wants to expand our crew, so I'll bet the new ship'll need to be bigger. A brig sloop at the minimum, but she'll probably want something bigger-'

"Right. Falling," Dowell reminded herself. She sized up her surroundings. The city of Twin Capes stretched out from the foot of Reverse Mountain, on both sides of the mountain's downflow. She took a thick loop of rope off her belt, and tied a loop knot on both ends. She didn't check if it was tight enough; she'd been tying knots like this since she was four years old. She could do this in her sleep.

Sixty feet to the water. Dowell heaved one end of the rope towards a building on the northern cape. It caught on a chimneypipe, good and sturdy. She tossed the other end towards the southern cape, hoping that she'd judged the distance right. Forty feet to the water. The other end landed on a weathervane, which wasn't the sturdiest anchor point, but Dowell was in too much of a hurry to be too picky. She gripped the rope, and pulled both ends taut.

With her two new anchor points, Dowell's plummet became a swing. She hit the water hard, but not as hard as she would have hit it without the ropes. She surfaced quickly, and pushed her long, black hair out of her eyes. "Too damn fast," she grumbled, wrenching the south end of the rope free with a sturdy tug. She began to pull herself towards the northern shore, muttering curses at her captain.

End + Sleep

Rogafi had, of course, noticed the strange elf woman. Probably the entire square had noticed her. Some looked at her with shock, others with pity, others with barely-disguised revulsion. Rogafi had tried to keep all emotion off his face. He'd seen many strange things during his years as a courier, but this... this was head and shoulders above the rest.

'Mostly because that's all she is. Stop it.'

Rogafi composed himself. He was a widely-traveled, open-minded man. He had broken bread with elves, goblins, carnelians, even a Nephilim, on one occasion. He could manage this. Don't make any jokes, maintain eye contact, don't make any jokes...

"That depends, madam. My main concern is volume, so my rates for packages are decided based on how much space they would take up in the satchel or my saddlebags. May I ask what you're thinking of sending?"

'I hope she doesn't mean for me to carry her. And did she really walk all the way here on her hands...?'

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I got bored, so I made what a wanted poster for Dowell might look like. _{But something seems a bit off about it...}

Dowell Poster

The tear at the bottom is kind of terrible. Ignore it.

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So, crew makeup is currently:

• NPC Captain
• Blacksmith
• Bartender
• Chef
• Doctor
• Entertainer
• Fighter (read: freeloader)
• Shipwright

Navigator is the last necessary crewmember we need.

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@FiroIV Here's an idea.

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Dowell Character Sheet

General Information

Name:

Dowell

Crew Occupation:

Shipwright

Species

Human

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual _{(Very picky)}

Age:

29 _{(She has been twenty-nine for six years. Do not call her out on this.)}

Height & Weight:

Six foot six, one hundred and eighty pounds. They say Redwood folk are part tree.

Home Island

Port Drydock, Redwood Island, South Blue. A heavily-wooded island that was called the heart of South Blue's shipbuilding industry during the Golden Age of Pirates. It's been a century since then, and Port Drydock has fallen far behind the times. The once-legendary forest that gave Redwood Island its name is a shadow of its former self, thanks to the hunger of the shipyards that are, for the most part, now much less busy.

Appearance

Hair Color:

Black

Eye Color:

Green

Physical Appearance:

Shockingly tall and limber, with long black hair pulled back out of her face. Has a strong jaw and stronger shoulders.

Style:

Dowell can invariably be found wearing her work clothes: heavy overalls over a long shirt that was probably white at one point but is now covered in streaks of oil, paint, and dried glue. She carries 'normal' tools on her hip in a tool belt, and all her other 'specialty' equipment, including her wapometal multitool, strapped to her back. Due to the heavy load, she walks with a slouch that makes her seem shorter than she really is.

Personality

Innate Personality:

Calm and analytic, except when annoyed or enraged or drunk. She only really gets excited when shipbuilding or engineering are involved, and is otherwise somewhat droll.

Likes:

• Alcohol.
• Admiring new ships.
• Classical music.
• Quiet woodlands.
• Burly men.

Dislikes:

• Being reminded about her age.
• Termites, barnacles, wood rot.
• Splinters.
• Interruptions to her work.
• Weaklings.

Skills/Talents:

A talented shipwright, experienced in making repairs in and out of drydock. Extremely fast learner with a voracious hunger for knowledge.

Motivations/Goals/Dream

To learn new techniques and methods of engineering from all along the Grand Line, and be remembered as one of the greatest engineers of the Modern Age of Pirates.

Reason For Joining

She wanted to go to the Grand Line. Really, she'd have jumped on any other ship heading there, pirate or not.

History/Bio:

Dowell was born to an old shipwright family on Redwood Island, and was taught the old ways from a very young age. By the time she was eight, she had already built her first rowboat without any help, and by twelve, she was working on larger ships alongside grown men, who sometimes found it hard to keep up with her. By the time she was sixteen, she had gotten tired of the staunch traditionalism of Redwood's shipyards ("Metal ships are just a phase!"), and set out to learn more about modern shipbuilding techniques. She spent years bouncing around South Blue, working at every shipyard she could find, absorbing everything they had to teach her, and then moving onto the next. When she finally felt that there was nothing more to learn in South Blue, she looked for a ship that would take her to the Grand Line, hoping to learn about the great sea train, Puffing Tom, or the legendary coating techniques of the Sabaody Archipelago, or the technological wonders of Future Land Baldimore.

Relationships

Family/Friends:

Captain James Hardcastle: (CLASSIFIED)

Dynamics:

Miyamoto Ryu || Impression: Scrawny twerp in need of a haircut. Next time he tries to wash Dowell's clothes, he's dead. | Current Relationship: Acquaintance |

To be expanded on.

Seijin || Impression: Had no idea anybody could be that full of themselves. Makes good soup. | Current Relationship: Acquaintance |

To be expanded on.

Combat Information

Name:

Port Drydock-Style Martial Arts

Type:

Instrument and Weapon Based

Explanation:

Dowell uses her shipwright's tools and monumental strength in combat. Her preferred tactic is to seal her opponents' movements with nails, ropes, or various mixtures of glue and tar, and then deal damage with her Wapometal All-Purpose Tool.

Combat Personality/Style:

Dowell isn't the fastest creature in the world, but a life spent as a shipwright has given her strength and durability best described as 'inhuman'. She doesn't particularly consider herself to be a 'fighter', and would fight only for a concrete purpose. However, she considers 'really, really pisses me off' to be a concrete purpose.

Strengths:

Dowell is best suited to fighting slow, heavily armored opponents, using her shipbuilding skills to tear apart her enemy's protections to get at the insides. Outside of combat (and besides shipbuilding), her wide variety of tools could find many uses, and her skill with ropes and rigging make her extremely adept at traversal of vertical surfaces.

Weaknesses:

Dowell's methods of restricting movement would be much less effective on an opponent fast or nimble enough to reliably avoid them, and while she's strong and durable, she herself isn't particularly fast.

Experience:

Dowell has been building ships most of her life, but she never really used those skills in combat until she joined the crew. As such, she's still developing as a fighter, figuring out new ways to use her natural skills for violent ends.

Equipment:

• Wapometal All-Purpose Tool - Dowell's most valued possession. An immensely heavy tool that can shift between five shapes: a hammer, a crowbar, a chisel, a saw, and an axe. While it was created with large-scale shipbuilding in mind, Dowell has found it works just as well for delivering violence. While she prefers to use its shapeshifting capabilities to their fullest potential, she typically defaults to its hammer form.
• Mundane Tools - Everything else Dowell needs, she keeps on her tool belt. Including, but not limited to: nails of various sizes, writing implements, measuring tape, normal-sized hammers, chisels, rope, several types of glue, and a flask of alcohol that the World Government has legally classified as a paint thinner.

Sample Techniques:

• Marteau - Dowell hits her opponent in the head with the APT hammer really, really hard. It's not terrifically creative, but when you have a hammer that weighs a hundred pounds, everything starts to look like a nail.
• Pied de Pied - Dowell uses the APT crowbar to peel away plates of armor, carapace, or shell from her opponent.
• Ciseau - Dowell attacks using her APT chisel like a spear, punching through thin armor.
• Clou - Using her nail gun or hammer, Dowell pins her opponent to the ground with nails. If she doesn't want to hurt them, she'll aim for their clothes or shoes. Otherwise... well.
• Cale Sèche - Using her ropes and the environment, Dowell trusses up her opponent and suspends them, immobile, in midair. This would be considered her 'finishing move', and it enables her to do essentially whatever she wants to her captive opponent.

Meta Information:

Character Growth Plan:

Dowell's main interest is learning as much as she can. She's seen how far behind Redwood Island has fallen, and she's terrified of that kind of stagnation. At every stop, she would learn every new technique she can find, and find some way to bring them all together to create something new and amazing.

Combat Growth:

Over time, Dowell would grow more used to using her skills in combat, and implement new techniques into her fighting style. She would also design new equipment for herself and other crewmembers, which would culminate in building herself a hulking shipwright's exoskeleton/powered armor.

Planned Story Points/Arcs:

(CLASSIFIED)

History:

(CLASSIFIED)

Other:

Ever since Dowell joined the Black Crown, word on the grapevine is that a Marine captain has been on their tail, always an island or two behind them.

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@FiroIV If we've been accepted, should we put our sheets in the Character tab?

And, for the record, Dowell doesn't have a surname in the same way that Usopp or Nami don't. That 'sheet' in the hider was just for 'character sheet'.