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Like many, Anders is a pirate formed from circumstance. Born the youngest of two very poor children, he felt poverty very deeply. His father had to provide for his children and wife, and thus took up piracy with his son and son in law. Anderton was a powder monkey for the gunners his father had collected. While not treated terribly well, he thought of the crew as an extended family. When the crew and ship were bested, it was a rather painful loss for Anders. Still relatively young at the time, the event shaped him. The faces of the dead and flames of the ship still haunt his dreams. In chains and damned to spend the rest of his days as a laborer for the Irish crown, he could only think of his mother and sister. The soon to be child of his widowed sister drove him to find a way out of his chains. A passing ship, a furry quartermaster, and a bit of luck did the trick, and he was free. The soul is a small price to pay for peace of mind. |
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/////////////// Nicknames: Anders, Hawk, feathers Actual age: 27 Occupation: Master Gunner for The Servant |
/////////////// Birthday: July 15 Zodiac: Leo Orientation: Unsure, but gravitates towards men. |
/////////////// Height: 6'4 Weight: Healthy Species: Harpy shifter |
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Personality: As a whole, Ander's is very optimistic and happy. He takes little joy in his soul collecting duties despite being rather good at them. He enjoys the little things, warm blankets, soft shirts, and any animal. Though kind to most, he holds a special kindness for his crew, whom he considers family. Forever on the servant it's probably good he thinks as much. Young and soft he gets a good deal of grief, but still manages to be mostly true to his morals. The harpy struggles with morality, grief, and outliving the remaining family he has. His hope is that his heart will continue to guide him, and never grow cold. In reality he shows signs of something darker lurking in him, constantly slithering out despite his efforts to stamp it down. ////////////////////////// | ///// |
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