Or just cut the picture out completely and write out the description like a normal person.

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Still very much a WIP.


Name: Peter Sampson

Nickname: 'Howling Mad' Pete

Originally known as 'Howling' Pete due to his particular laughter during his time as a deckhand for the Rhapscordian trading vessel The Veiled Dawn but due to his shift in personality and questionable sanity the nickname has gained new meaning.

Age: 28

Sex: Male

Species: Human

Likes: Having fun, the sound of laughter, the roar of gunfire, the thunderous crescendo of a cannon barrage, the smell of fine ale, the taste of wine, the oddly friendly chime of the jail bars when using a wooden spoon, people who can stand his eccentric (and probably crazy) antics, fine cheeses and intricately designed tea cups.

Dislikes: Apricots, swimming ('tis a wee be' difficult ta swim with me limbs), drinking water, pencil mustache, goats, being shot at and most of all; opera.

Appearance:
Current appearance.
Peter stands roughly at a height of 6'2 with a fairly muscular build, his skin is fairly well tanned making the scars and burns on his body somewhat more noticeable, his good eye is a soft hazel color though a bit blood shot. Although a few cards short of a full deck, Peter still prefers to start the day off clean and tidy, keeping his hair short and chooses to remain clean shaven.

His left eye, arm and leg have all been replaced with energy-fueled cyborg replacements. The leg is the simplest to explain, as it resembles a skeletal foot (originally a peg but was replaced after it got stuck one too many times), his forearm is somewhat bulkier housing a complex series of gyros, gears, wires and the occasional rune while the hand is more basic and less life-like as they are more elongated with hardened leather pads that allow a somewhat delicate touch of needed.
The final replacement; the left eye. Having lost much of the eye socket the replacement had to be much more complex, to this end his eye appears to be a large monocle and the 'pupil' is an imbued crystal that allows Peter to see through it as long as it's charged. The crystal glows a warm amber color giving Peter a rather crazed look.

In contrast his clothing is simple consisting of an open vest (naturally he's forced to 'buy' clothing for colder climates), brown pants, a black shoe and a red bandana that he ties around his head to cover some of the scarring.

Blood Type: A

History: Before 'Howling Mad' was known for his stunts and supposed madness, he was known for his laughter abort one of the Rapscordian trading ships. Back in those days he was a young teen who thirsted for adventure finding life on land uninteresting and restricted. Beginning as a lowly deckhand Peter was given the most simplest of chores, month by month earning his respect not for tenacity nor bravery but rather his infectious laughter as well as his antics.

It was his fourth year on board the Veiled Dawn during his twenty second year that disaster struck the trading ship. While docked off the coast close to the trading port of Silk Coast several kegs of gunpowder were set off during the night killing many of the crew, Peter himself survived the initial explosions due to his designated sleeping area, following the captain's orders they began to evacuate the ship yet fate was not with him. Ordered to board the first set of long boats Peter was caught in one of the many secondary explosions costing him several of his limbs and his left eye.
Blown from the long boat the second wave of long boats found him floating with the remains of his fellow crew.

It was never determined what caused the explosions, many claim that one of the crew was drunk while on duty and accidentally set off the gunpowder, others believe that one of the many rivals choose to sabotage the ship but went too far. Regardless of who was responsible, those who survived the explosions were compensated, Peter's limbs were replaced and after two years recovering from the ordeal he found no trading captain wanted anything to do with a crew member of the Veiled Dawn believing that they brought ill-fortune. Back on land he faced a different stigma, few wanted to employ him due to him still trying to get accustomed with his new limbs. He was clumsy and slow, his looks were intimidating customers and even with all the compensation funds Peter found himself more and more destitute eventually gained the mocking name 'Howling Mad'. Perhaps this is what caused him to change personality, caged in a life that he always despised, trapped in a body that prevented him from the world he loved and the society that refused to aid him.

Yet as despair and insanity began to claw at his mind, rumors began to persist that there was a way to free himself of the madness embedded in his eye. Rumors of another manner to fuel his limbs without the risk of madness. Though he tried to follow leads about these rumors few gave answers and none were willing to take him, believing that his madness had robbed him of his skills.
In truth; while his personality had shifted somewhat, his skills had not. In fact due to his replacement limbs he had become much stronger.
This is what brought 'Howling Mad' Pete here, looking for away to escape and a way to return to his adventuring days he'll gladly resort to piracy.

Weapons: An iron sword and a flint lock pistol. A bag filled with several shards of imbued crystals.

Powers: Rapscordian craftsmanship; His replacements are naturally much more durable than his original limbs, allowing him to deflect sword strikes with his left arm while retaliating with his right. The arm is also has much stronger grip than his right due to it having no pain receptors.

The Evil Eye; The eye piece holds a secondary function, it allows 'Howling Mad' to zoom in at times giving him a better shot, also useful when spotting. Also holds the function of being able to see in the dark though not without risk. (See weakness.)

Weaknesses: The cold. Due to the sensitive gears and wires within his body 'Howling mad' has to be careful or else his mechanical limbs can stop working. The colder the climate the slower his mechanical limbs become.

Fueled by energy; Unique to the designer; Doctor Yerns, 'Howling Mad's limbs are fueled by energy imbued crystals rather than purely by steam. He has to replace these crystals once every couple weeks or risk losing power to his limbs. While you can buy them in Rhapscord for a decent price, outside they are somewhat rare.

Glowing eye; Unsurprisingly 'Howling Mad's eye glows in the dark, meaning he'll either have to cover it up at night or risk being spotted.

Quirks: Wields a rather unique personality, namely one that boarders on madness. The crystals that fuel his body are housed in his eye and has slowly seeped into his mind, bit by bit this has altered his personality to the point where the man began speaking with a thick accent and may have effected his sanity.

His laughter is rather unique.

Pets(optional): None

Job: Deckhand

Other Information: None yet.

Name: Vin Restalt

Nickname: Trap Master

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Species: Kitsune

Likes: Mechanical items, puzzles, riddles, animals, explosives

Dislikes: Vegetables, regular weapons, hunters, idiots

Appearance: Vin's hair and fur are naturally bluish-green in color. However, unless you hold him down and give him a good scrubbing, you would never guess it wasn't black. A lifetime of working with explosions, grease, and gunpowder has led to a rather interesting look. His eyebrows are thin, mostly because they are almost constantly being forced to grow back after being burned to ash. His hair is messy and unkempt and almost always dirty, if not filthy. Bathing is not a high priority, though people around him have been known to dunk him in water to get the smell out before they allow him to be in their presence. His ears are thin and almost always laid flat on his head, only standing up if he gets really excited. He has two long tails that flick around without any regard to his will or the situation.

He doesn't have many variations when it comes to clothes. Generally he wears yellow overalls covered in pockets and a blue-black, fireproof shirt, also covered in pockets. When he goes outside, he switches to a more normal attire: blue-black pants, a black undershirt, and a brown jacket. He usually goes barefoot unless forced to do otherwise by extreme conditions. He almost always wears goggles, though they may not always be over his eyes. He knows that the one thing he has to protect is his eyes. If he loses them, he won't be able to create items as efficiently.

Blood Type: O

History: Vin grew up in Rapscord, along with three other children, roughly the same age. His parents were well off but his mother was sterile. Vin, and his siblings' were all adopted. While his parents were human, only one of the children, Vin's sister, was the same. Vin was a kitsune and his brothers were twin elves. Due to his parent's wealth, Vin was able to find and pursue his passion in steamwork technology. However, all good things come an end. One night, an experiment went wrong and a huge fire began. While Vin and his siblings were able to escape, his parents, and all their worldly possessions, were consumed in the blaze. Being the eldest, Vin decided to set off to make his fortune and send the money to his brothers and sisters until they were able to stand up on their own. Vin considered conventional careers but he eventually fell to the impulse of the pirate's life. He decided that was the best way to earn money. Besides... he had never revealed this but he had always loved to make bombs and weapons. He had kept this secret hidden all his life but he wanted to find out if his brains would build weapons that could defeat magic wielders and burly fighters with a clever twist of the wrist. And explosions. A lot of explosions.

Weapons: Vin uses mostly explosives but he also uses traps, usually something sharp and often poisoned. Even his clothes have something hidden in them. He also has a flintlock which he loads with different shot for varying effects. Oddly, he never carries any traditional ammunition. Mostly, however, he focuses on explosives.

Powers: Everything Vin owns has been trapped in some way or another. For instance, the gloves he wears have hidden spikes. His belt is made of a special material that explodes on contact with a chemical he created. He also can create will o' wisps and change form, albeit only temporarily, as he has not focused on his natural magic.

Weaknesses: When Vin gets focused on something, someone could bring in a brass band, wave a knife in his field of vision, and stab him repeatedly before he noticed anything.

Quirks: Vin has an alarmingly bad memory and often forgets if he has armed a device.

Pets(optional): Vin created a sphere that levitates by magic. It is a little larger than a human head and seems to be made of many tiny pieces of bronze. These pieces open up to reveal tools and, if threatened, an electric cattle prod. He named it Ai.

Job: Master Gunner

Other Information: If it was possible, I'd like Vin to work under Big Ivan as a kind of second-in-command Master Gunner.

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My fanfiction account. Comments and criticisms are very welcome.

There, I think that Ivan's all done.

Name: Quinnverra Shaydale *edited 12/23/11

Nickname: Quinn or Wench

Age: 25

Sex: Female

Species: Tiefling (half human/half devil)

Likes: Quinnverra enjoys the company of men and women, the promise of making enough gold to fill her rather expensive taste in clothing. Causing merriment by performing music, cause that is how she makes a living. Her Deity Olidammara for he blessed her with her musical talents. She loves the smell of lavender and jasmine.

Dislikes: She loathes with a passion boring people who can't take a joke, prudish people, and love. She also cannot stand the smell of onions or rotting flesh. She also does not like her tail and is very self conscious about it. Manual Labor, unless it is the fun kind...think about it.

Appearance: Quinnverra stands at five feet seven inches and weighs one hundred and forty pounds. Her hair is long and looks rather black but when in the sunlight it has a tint of indigo. Her skin is rather pale to which if she wears a cloak she can almost look human. Her eyes are sapphire blue yet she has no pupils. The oddest thing about her is her thick alligator like tail that is also pale yet at the end of the tail are four spikes that are about four inches long. Her horns are rather similar to that of a ram, they are formed at the front of her head but grow backward but then twist forward. She wears simple traveling clothes (cotton poet shirt, brown leather bodice, black leather pants and brown leather boots) when she is performing she wears a light blue sheer skirt with a rather heavy looking belt that is covered with cut glass and small bells. Her top matches the skirt yet the cloth is not sheer. She wears ankle bracelets of small bells and thick metal bangles on her wrists.


Blood Type: A+

History: When she was a child she lived on the road as part of a troop of performers, The Laughing Mask, who all dotted on the little half breed. Her only blood relative was her mother, Malthea who was a human. What people did not know was the performers were all worshipers of the god of trickery, thieves, and drinking. Olidammara. For most of Quinverra's life she was trained to sing and dance as well as steel, lie, cheat, and use people. For her a time she was also raised to worship Olidamara for she was always told that he blessed her with the gift of beauty and her musical talent. At a young age when ever she would sing she would cause most to halt their actions and watch the strange little girl perform. She would sing on street corners for coin, as well as to promote her 'family'. For most of her childhood she spent her time in the vast and beautiful city of Estoria where she mainly performed in a variety of theaters.

As she grew she and her mother were starting to drift away from each other. Quinverra could no longer, and nor did she want to, hide her true half devil form to which Malthea tried to convince her daughter to stop performing, yet the stubborn and greedy teen left the troop to try and make her own fortune. Quinverra was about to get a rather well paying job as a entertainer for a rather successful noble family, The Malacasts. They were rich merchants who had so much gold they were having it melted down to make chamber pots and other items that would not normally be solid gold into gold! She would sit on a rather soft and large pillow wearing the finest silk dresses and sing all the while looking like a piece of art work. She worked and lived there for a short while before a young human man started to court her, to which she would flirt back and make him blush. Unknowing to her at the time this blonde haired blue eyed young man was actually Heath Malacast, the first son of House Malacast. For months they would see each other as lovers do under the moon and they were happy. His mother, Talia Ronvangro Malacast, however was not happy of her sons relations with the half devil to which she discovered that one the two were planning on eloping and two tieflings are a rare breed and that in the slave market cost a lot of coin.

Talia made arrangements with Frank the Spank, a slave trader for the Tea Room in the southern region of Eioyui, to "pick up" Quinverra. The night of the planned elopement Quinverra headed to their usual meeting place to which she found Frank and his goons who used a sleep spell on her to keep things quiet. When she awoke she was in a rather large and comfortable sweet and the matron of the brothel, Kailia "Mama" Dukes explained to the tiefling of what happened. At first the indigo haired young woman was enraged and tried to escape many times but after a while she slowly started to realize how 'powerful' she was in the brothel. Her beauty and singing voice made her so much coin that she became the highest earner in the brothel. Quinnverra forgot about her foolish young love fling with Heath and never fell in love ever again. The other women and men of the brothel were like a second family to her to which she acted somewhat of an older sister to the younger new girls that were brought in. When she was about nineteen years old she started getting bored at the brothel, she had everything she always wanted to which she would occasionally start trouble with a few of her not so important clients, that sort of kept her interest for a short while. She would pray to Olidamara for something to stop her boredom to which her prays were not answered...that is until one year later. A rowdy pirate gang raided the brothel! A few of the courtesans were taken against their will. A few of the pirates bloodied and bruised the not so willing courtesans for trying to defend themselves. All Quinverra did was just watch the brutality of the assault on the Tea Room with a rather peeked interest. It almost looked attractive to her how the pirates just took what they want rather then earned it. Then it happened, a rather surly looking man with a rather muscular build approached her. His thick black beard that had incense tied to it to create an intimidating smoke effect. His bright gray eyes that were cold pierced through the half devil's soul as he looked at her and gruffly said, "Your coming with me..." To which she did as if he was a magical being but for a moment she thought he was Olidamara himself. He lead her to his flying ship, "The Horny Jaberwoky." The half devil did not spend too much time on that ship with the mysterious captain for about three months later she left that crew;    for her strange love triangle with the Captain and the First mate nearly caused a mutiny on the ship.    Quinverra then found work on another ship...and that is where her newest adventure begins....

Weapons: A well made hand repeating cross bow that she named, "The Problem Solver" she also has a raiper at her side.

Powers: Her singing voice and physical beauty has been blessed by Olidammara to which her songs grant anyone she deems as her ally a weird bend of luck. Each song does something different but the effects are positive.

Weaknesses: Money, if one were to tell her to do something for gold she WILL do it, if you do not give her gold. She can't help it when she sees a child, she secretly wants to have one. She is not really physically strong and can barely hold her repeating crossbow, she has to cradled it or be sitting to use it. Quinverra can carry up to fifty pounds, she will try to carry something heavier but she can't for long periods of time and she will dutifully complain about it.

Quirks: Her pale skin, her race generally has red skin. Her tail is a lot thicker then other tieflings

Pets: None yet

Job: Minstrel; she is an entertainer of sorts for she sings and dances.

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You've tried so hard until now, you needn't blame yourself.
You've treasured your Rose Signet until now.
I shall give you a kiss as your reward.
This is your consolation.

Name: Felix T. Eldritch

Nickname: Ashy, Felix has earned this nickname due to the fact he is always unnaturally layered in soot and ash giving his skin a slightly darker tint.

Age: 15

Sex: Male

Species: Human

Likes: Food more specifically snacks, his pet Gandhi, anyone who can make him laugh, sparring, technology, older women (20's), acts of badassery, art, hidden spaces, sleeping, magic, heros, nap time, groups of people, weapons of any kind, heights. Ashy likes a lot of stuff.

Dislikes: Most adults, people who call him a kid, cleaning supplies, people who attempt to clean him, baths, loonies, the rich, and his greatest hatred? Birds, they just naturally infuriate him.

Appearance: Felix stands at a height of 5'10 as he is still going through puberty, just wait till his second growth spurt! Weighing in at 135 pounds Felix is pretty light for someone his height and age so he is a bit on the skinny side, the kid mimics a spring the way he moves in a fight. You won't know where he'll go! Most likely out the nearest door... Anyway, Felix has a thick head of shaggy light brown hair with bangs coating some of his forehead and a back covering his neck. Emerald green eyes lay in this kid's skull glittering like gems. Overall Felix is your above average teen in the looks department with enough wasted genius going on in his head to balance it out. Felix usually wears whatever fits so he has a few jackets, vests, various pants and long johns, a trench coat or two, a few hats. You'll usually find Felix wearing a long sleeve dress shirt with a red waist coat over it and a sapphire blue arm band he switches between the left and right and work slacks. In battle situations Felix has a few pieces of armor, nothing fancy just a steel full arm piece for his right and a bear leather spauldron for his left. Sometimes when the work is tough Felix will wear a pair of gloves.

Blood Type: O-

History: To grasp how Felix was thrown into the life of a pirate you must first know the history of his family. The legendary name Eldritch, a title that assures the success of those who possess it, a family that has earned its success through courage, faith, and influence. A family name even the most powerful of noble would envy to have, a family name that has completely ruined Felix T. Eldritch's life.

Felix was and still is a strange child, born into success and wealth and he treated it as if it were the foulest of evils no matter how hard his parents tried to show the child how they loved him. It was all about Felix, he had no siblings but many aunts, uncles, grandparents, half cousins, great grandparents, great uncles, the Eldritch family was prestigious but it was also wide spread. House Eldritch, the grandest mansion in all of Eioyui sitting atop the highest cliff in the region, this was the house of Felix, his mother and father, and his great grandfather. The only being who has had a lasting impact on Felix's life. Theseus Eldritch was the greatest man to ever live in Felix's opinion because Theseus did not settle for a life of luxury handed to him, he earned it through the power that was rare in the Eldritch family.

In the Eldritch family their hard work was not the only reason for their success, a rare magic courses through the veins of those who are born under the name Eldritch that only one chosen Eldritch could wield to its fullest. Theseus was the chosen Eldritch, he was the most powerful wizard in the world and he used that to truly earn the name Eldritch. Felix worshipped his great grandfather for this and held him in the highest honor beside those many adventurers and heros of legend who have earned their fame. Theseus was soon to die, the withered many had taken ill with a disease of mysterious origin and the family had to quickly discover who it was but only the chosen Eldritch knew.

Theseus would not even whisper to the other Eldritch family members, not even his wife Alexia about who the new grand wizard Eldritch would be, he only wanted to talk to Felix. The young Felix about thirteen at the time sat besides his role model, his hero Theseus Eldritch and wept for his great grandfather's inevitable death. The elder calmed the boy's tears and before he died told him the greatest secret of all, Felix would be the chosen Eldritch. This secret completely stunned Felix, Theseus died moment later and was cremated the next day his ashes taken to the four corners of the world by the wind.

Another thing about the Eldritch family, they wanted to prove they were still worthy and powerful so they would send out one teenager of the family to become a great adventurer. Considering Felix was the chosen Eldritch it was obvious who would be the adventurer, Felix had dreamed of this. Finally able to be free of his family, able to live the life he had always dreamed. The Pin was given to Felix on his fourteenth birthday and the next week after much training and preperation Felix was sent out into the world to become the next great Eldritch.

Think that is where the story ends? No no no, it is far from over. The course of a year passed and Felix had been 'adventuring' all that time, that year was pure hell, at first it all started out swimmingly. Felix was living his dreaming, traveling the roads of the world and experiencing the mystery and wonder of the lands beyond his home. It was a dream come true, until the hardships struck. First it was the matter of travel, it would take days to get to a settlement and this was a pain in the arse for Felix because of the treacherous roads and dangerous paths. Bandits and other nare-do-wells infested these paths and Felix was unwilling to fight, he would get his head lobbed off in the first battle so he ran. Felix ran and ran until his lungs were set aflame and his heart ready to burst but he never stopped.

Nothing very eventful happened in that year except the arrival of Gandhi, Felix's best friend in this entire horrible world. This happened while Felix traveled through a desert that seemed to be void of any form of life, he was out of food, water, and near death as he hiked through the scorching plane of barren earth. Felix collapsed and fell into a state of deep sleep. About a mile away from where Felix had collapsed a group of wizards were working on creating the ultimate life form made from the science of alchemy with the magic of health, and a bit of unorthadox methods thrown in. To shorten the story the experiment went horribly wrong killing the group of wizards and leaving behind a mass of magic and science made of the purest essence of the two. Felix was dreaming. The teenager was soaring through the air, no he was falling from the heavens to land of the earth below. Felix seemed to fall forever before finally he crashed into the earth, the land he crashed into all turned to dust and ash. The end of the world had come.

Felix woke with a gasp finding a heavy blob of goo sitting on his chest and his body layered in ash and soot, the scent of lavender in the air. The blob looked up at Felix with its three huge eyes its front looked like it had a smile spread across its lack of face. The groggy and woken Felix no longer felt hungry or thirsty, no longer on the edge of death thanks to this blob of multicolored goo. Gandhi had saved Felix's life by excreteing a vitalization medicine. Felix made it through the desert with his new pet and friend Gandhi in tow now ready for the adventures ahead. The soon to be great Eldritch's magic had awoken.

There is more to the story but it is mostly small detail, for now lets say Felix has decided he wants to be a pirate for a time, under the new name Ashy a simple deckhand. Simply ask the child for more detail of his past.

Weapons: The Pin a stiletto made completely of titanium that has been passed down in the Eldritch family for decades, the blade is ten inches in length and the tip (if you can believe it) is completely serrated. This dagger is a weapon of great power! Ok it was a weapon of great power until the emerald embedded in the hilt containing the immense power kinda sorta cracked... Now The Pin is no where near as powerful as it used to be but still it is a useful weapon. The Pin has retained some of its power so it can still channel Ashy's magic making it glow like a search light in darkness and it can create a thick smoke cloud on command. Ashy aims to acquire a shotgun one day (fat chance) or fix The Pin if that is even possible.

Powers: Ashy is highly skilled in magic considering his young age which also limits his ability to use any spell above the basics. The three specializations of magic Ashy has focused on are Trickery his most powerful magic in which he escapes or fools his enemy with various conjurations and 'tricks'. The second is Destruction, you can't run all of the time so Ashy knows how to magically start a fire or paralyze a brute. Lastly Ashy focuses a bit on Alchemy, the branch where you can turn wood into gold and that sorta stuff... He has succesfully turned wood into ash. Ok those are lies. Ashy is trying to learn the last two, Trickery is the only magic he really knows the other two are just aspirations. Ashy is considerably dexterious making him pretty hard to catch due to his speed and reflexes. Ashy is also pretty damn smart even if he doesn't act like it, which is most of the time.

Weaknesses: Women, Ashy just can't resist'em and he would never dare seriously harm a woman. Being a teen Ashy's body is still developing so he is physically weaker then most full grown men and a few full grown women. If you can exploit Ashy's hatred/fear of being clean you can send the kid into a reckless state of fear or a spiral of rage and hatred. Ashy also has a very 'loud mouth' so to speak which is what usually gets him in trouble. Projectile weapons are a big threat to Ashy, he doesn't really have a defense against long range attacks. Ashy won't kill, no matter what or who it is the kid just won't kill so he hesitates quite a bit in battle if he knows he'll have to snuff the flame of life to win. This is the reason Ashy always runs before fighting.

Quirks: Ashy speaks like he is illiterate and British making it not that difficult to spot the kid. He is also constantly picking his teeth with his stiletto The Pin. Considering Ashy is so heavily caked in ash and soot it is a wonder how he doesn't get anything dirty unless he wants to.

Pet: Gandhi, a blob made from a freak accident involving transformational and medical magic along with enough radiation to kill anything in the known universe. This rainbow of magic and mutation is about the size of a small basketball but sometimes changes his form and shape within those limits. Gandhi can naturally produce an array of medicines and poisons that he excretes from his body, just call him the AllChemist.

Job: Deckhand

Other Information: Ashy plans on practicing a few forms of magic as he travels with the band of pirates that has 'adopted' him. This of course is going to take a while... Interesting fact Felix isn't as intune with his magic as the other great Eldritch's have been so every year and a half Ashy is going to start to read up on a specific type of magic for a few months then take the proper steps to safely practice said magic. If he fails at first he will come back to it after six months of study and preperation.
List of Magic: Destruction, Alchemy, Enchantment, and whatever comes to mind over years of adventure and practice.

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Do you know where the real Hell is? It's inside your head.
Do you know where the real Heaven is? It's beyond the clouds, a horizon we all see in the end.
That's why my head is always in the clouds, hoping to see that Heaven beyond the horizon of Life and Hell.
Sayonara, Adios, Goodbye.

Name: Leo Caravaggi

Nickname: 'The Gambler'

Age: 26

Sex: Male

Species: Human

Likes: Leo loves the high life, living in the finest of luxuries and experiencing the best of the best no matter what it is. Whether it is food, drinks, women, music, or art, Leo has to have quality that is unparalleled. He is also a man who thrives on excitement and challenges, the only thing that Leo enjoys more than a high class lifestyle is experiencing events or encountering individuals that push his thoughts to their limits. It's this love of excitement that causes Leo to gamble, he thinks that life is not worth living unless there are constant risks involved.

Dislikes: Having to deal with lower quality 'rubbish' as opposed to his usual quality of goods. He also dislikes situations where he knows undoubtedly that he'll lose, usually resulting in Leo being forced to withdraw and reformulate his strategies. Leo is very much so a sore loser, so much so that he never actually admits defeat and will simply play it off as just a 'temporary setback'. In fact he dislikes loosing so much that he will try to remove himself from whatever game or situation he is in before his official moment of defeat.

Appearance: Leo is a very attractive, almost regal looking gentleman in almost every aspect of his appearance. He is a slender and lean individual, standing at an even six feet tall and having a noticeable tone to his muscles. One look at him could obviously show that he is a very well kept, healthy, and fit person. His skin is a healthy peachy flesh color, not pale, not burnt, but almost glowing with how rich and full of vitamins his body is. He has raven black hair that is curly, silky smooth, and seems to flow perfectly into the air with the slightest of breezes. Once again his hair exemplifies just how well Leo looks after his own body, a direct result of all the healthy food, exotic oils, and lotions that he uses on a daily basis. His face is handsome, having a neatly cut moustache and soul patch that gives him a 'mysterious allure' as he would put it. Leo's eyes are a deep and dark brown color, always having an inquisitive and calculating look within them, as if the man was always thinking a few steps into the future.

To Leo, clothing is what makes the man and above all else no matter what it is that he's doing, he makes sure that he looks good while doing it. He owns a plethora of silk shirts, complete with the elaborate chest and wrist ruffles. Almost all of his clothing is heavily embroidered and laced with expensive looking metals and fabrics. He wears thick, brown, knee high leather boots and a fancy leather hat with a giant feather in it.

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Blood Type: AB+

History: Born into a very successful family of trading tycoons, Leo had experienced luxury to the highest degree ever since he was a child. It is needless to say that the boy was spoiled and pampered from head to toe. Having private tutors in almost every imaginable area of study and near unlimited resources it was no surprise that the boy quickly began to show great prowess and intelligence. Even with all of the opportunities that he was given, Leo was an exceptionally bright child and learned how to do things at an incredibly fast pace. Many of his teachers even said that he had already greatly surpassed his older brother Marco, the true heir to his family's fortune and company. But this fact didn't matter to the rest of his family, because Marco was the first born son of the family he would become the corporate head as soon as their father decided to retire. Leo never once questioned this decision, in fact he kept quiet and continued to focus on his studies while the company continued to operate as normal.

It wasn't until Leo was in his late teens that things for his family suddenly changed, his father succumbed to an illness and left the family business in the hands of his less than competent older brother Marco. Leo wasn't completely left out of their family's business however, after speaking with his brother he was able to secure himself an official position as the company's chief accountant. His efforts from this position were able to keep their company going for a few years, however time after time his older brother's poor decision making skills would lead to financial disasters that Leo would have to do his best to clean up. Their once prosperous company was now nothing but a floundering eyesore on the market, barely able to make any kind of profit. It was then that Marco made his final mistake, causing a massive dive in their profits and resulting in complete bankruptcy for the whole family... all except for Leo.

During his time as the accountant for his family's company, he had been able to cleverly siphon off large quantities of money and invest them wisely into various merchants across the world. This action of course ultimately led to the final nail in the coffin of his family's business, however Leo saw that his company was doomed long before his brother had even assumed office. Now Leo barters his way across the world, collecting small portions of his investments along the way to keep himself well supplied. He quickly came to enjoy the life of traveling around the world, encountering numerous interesting individuals and situations. Eventually he found piracy to provide him with all the excitement he could possibly imagine and he found employment with various crews during his travels.


Weapons: Leo only carries a simple cutlass and pistol with him at all times for self defense. There isn't anything special about these weapons, which is odd for someone who usually prefers having expensive and classy belongings. The reason for this is that Leo doesn't feel as if he needs to use his elegant and extraordinary weapons against common foes because they don't deserve to have a taste of something so fine. Aside from these basic weapons Leo is someone who excels at using the environment to his advantage, utilizing common everyday items as effective weapons in combat.
Powers: None

Weaknesses: His arrogance and refusal to allow himself to lose are two of his most prevalent weaknesses. Leo is a very confident person, he believes in his abilities without question and is very proud of his skill. However often times he will think so greatly of himself that he won't see his mistakes until it is too late to correct them, usually due to him underestimating situations and not putting forth the necessary effort to overcome them. In essence he is a lazy person, one who will attempt to solve a problem with the least amount of effort possible, mainly because he believes any more effort than the bare minimum is a complete waste.

Quirks: One thing that Leo absolutely hates is getting his clothes dirty, in fact often times he will avoid certain situations simply because he knows it would result in him ruining the outfit he is wearing. It's this aversion towards getting his clothes dirty and his strategic mind that usually results in Leo coming out of most situations without a single scratch on him. Sometimes this is due to a complete lack of involvement, however even during moments where he's forced to fist fight with someone he manages to slip though it in very clever ways.

Pets(optional): None

Job: Navigator

Other Information: Leo is a brilliant strategist and despite the fact that he is a compulsive gambler he's also very adept at managing money. His mind is his greatest tool, always sharp, alert, observant, and working several steps ahead of everyone else. Also his intimate knowledge of trade routes makes him a valuable asset when it comes to knowing when and where to raid vessels for optimal loot.

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I love how many people are responding to this <3

I'll be reading them at my leisure over the next week or so. I hope to start this shindig right after Christmas~

And I forgot to add one thing to the CS...you all are going to flip tables..buuut...

For the weapons, I want only the most basic, early guns. I don't want anything too out there. I mean, over the course of the rp, there could be a slight increase in the technology level with regular guns. Buuut, I want steampunk style to be prevalent in one area in particular. So...anyone wanting to use a better gun would have to have a character who comes from Rapscord or has traveled there and taken their weapons with them and or traded for them.

Sorry for making this last minute change..I thought I had added this in, but it seems I forgot.

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Doctress Who-CURSE YOU AKAINE AND FENIX. *Shakes fist*
Musicmac-INNUENDO... STRIKE!
Innuendo Squad Leader
Dare to join?

Its likely, My guy will work well with Geo's.

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"Fate smiles on the strange. So its a good thing, I'm the strangest of all." - William Livingstone, Cirque de la Nuit

CS is up viewtopic.php?p=3230593#p3230593

This could be my most interesting character yet, I had lots of fun with this one.

Wow

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Sentios, your character seems rather scary

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Hey Tuor, you first-dibbing anything?

Considering a few spots, including trying First Mate, but given the importance of that spot I wouldn't want to try it when Co-GMs get first call, of course.

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Nonsense! Anyone who understands the power of the beard is a friend of Big Ivan!

Mmm, honestly I haven't really thought about a CS for this yet. Off the top of my head I might make a CS for First Mate or Carpenter

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Ok.

So, I shouldn't bother going for First Mate then?

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Was that a good wow or a bad wow.



Why do you say that?

Where are the arm-bone-tentacle-digit-things?

That was an eel, not my character. The picture was for ambiance.

I dunno, haha.

I'm having trouble picturing, I think is where that came from, haha

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Think a yeti with bony tentacles wearing wizard robes and you'll be pretty close.

wow

haha, interesting

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The only person I can think about is Sockarang, a character in the brilliant webcomic Axe Cop

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I so can't wait to play ♥

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You've tried so hard until now, you needn't blame yourself.
You've treasured your Rose Signet until now.
I shall give you a kiss as your reward.
This is your consolation.

Mmm tiefling blood, like a fine mulled wine in that it's naturally heated and has a spiced flavouring.

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