Hampton, Smedley "Deadly"

(Chondathan) Human Ranger (Beast Conclave) 8



(Chondathan) Human Ranger (Beast Conclave) 8

Height: 6’ 1" Weight: 160 lbs. Age: 33
Hair: Black Eyes: Blue Skin: Tanned

Languages: Common, Elvish, Goblin, Draconic


Personality Trait
~ I enjoy sailing into new ports and making new friends over a flagon of ale.
~ My language is as foul as an otyugh nest.

~ FREEDOM: The sea is freedom― the freedom to go anywhere and do anything. (Chaotic)

~ I was cheated out of my fair share of the profits, and I want to get my due.

~ Once I start drinking, it’s hard for me to stop.
~ I can’t help but pocket loose coins and other trinkets I come across.

Background: Pirate
    Aye… so ye tavern dwellers want to know ‘bout ol’ Smedley ‘ere, do ye? I have spent most of me life sailing the seven seas, earnin’ me fair share o’ gold and doin’ a bit of piratin’. I was born on one of the eastern islands of Eridae, in a large port city. Me father was a captain in the Eridani Navy, and a good one at that. Me mother worked at a maritime supply company. We weren’t very rich, but we weren’t extremely poor. We lived a pretty modest lifestyle, me family and me.

    When I was 17, I joined a ship’s crew and started a career o’ sailin’. I don’t remember exactly when I started me hand at piracy; I did join the crew of the Revenge, a ship that was part of a crime-syndicate of cutthroats, thieves and pirates known as “The Suippes”. Ever since, I been a part of them; once a Suippes, always a Suippes. My view is, the sea is freedom, me laddies… the freedom to go anywhere; the freedom from whatever misfortune ye have encountered. Whats that, Lad? Have I been arrested? Ive been arrested a good amount of times; there are quite a lot of cities that’d like to see me stretch.

    What’s me goals? Aye… it be simple, Lad. Gold, freedom, prosperity and legacy. I live by the pirate code, “honor among thieves” and all that. Me career as a pirate has taught me a lot, and has given me one hell of a reputation. I learned a lot about sneakin’, fightin’ and defendin’ yerself. I learned to stay aware of me surroundings, as yer crewmates may commit mutiny… ye never know what those feckless ingrates be up to… one of them disrespected me greatly; so in return I stole his glass eye. I still keep his eye to this day, as a lucky trinket. He has yet to return what he’s taken from me, so I have yet to return his eye. Enemies? Me favored enemy be a dragon, especially the ones flying near the water. Ye hit those… that’s a sign ye be a great shot. When it comes to enemies, like rivalries, I have a couple with other pirates who crossed me, most of them be mutineers and those who broke the code. In a career like this, ye tend to have a good bit a people wantin’ to slit your throat.

    Now what’s that ye cheeky whelp in the back of the tavern? Adventurin’? I may do that one day, in the near future, given the chance and opportunity…Now, what are ye two in the back looking at out the window? Let me see…Is the lad in the crow’s nest blind?!? That’s a pirate hunter ship out there! GET ON DECK YE SCABROUS DOGS, ITS TIME TO PAINT THE SEA RED WITH THEIR BLOOD!!

Hampton, Smedley "Deadly"

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