Name: Icarus 'Steele'
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Personality: Confident and full of zeal, Icarus comes off as an optimistic but cocky person whom is sure in his abilities and consider himself to be one of the best pilots in Arcadia. He wants to be the best and not just one of the best. He is never serious and often comes off as an immature person whom loves the finer things in life a bit too much, often indulging in food, drink, money and women and not in that order. He tends to look at life with a passive attitude letting things happen as they come and reacting to every situation, never proactively unless it is called for.
Background: There just isn't a lot of options for you in a place like Vaula. I wasn't the lucky ones whom so happened to be rich and rather then sit around in that smog encrusted hell hole stepped on and ignored by the rich snobs, you tend to turn to thievery in order to make ends meet. Well eventually things just kind of catch up to you so I did the 'smart' thing and stowed away on a ship. Not like there was any other way off right? Regardless I didn't get caught luckily but my free ride was definitely not an option since they were loading provisions on Sailors Island. Did I say loading? I meant confiscating.
I wished to continue with living and such so making myself useful I got a small gig at Sailors Island at the taverns where I could make ends meet washing dishes. Fascinating story right!? Well yours truly always manages to find new ways to get in over his head so one day a few of the Black Pirates of the affectionately dubbed Vendetta got a little raunchy with the waitress and well I can't have that since it's bad form. Big mistake. Apparently they liked me so much one of them got to knocking me out and shanghaied me onto the ship. Probably because I told a slight fib about me knowing where some fantastic treasure was during my storytelling and they were too drunk to know a story from reality.
Well they put me to work straight away scrubbing and doing the heavy lifting and so forth. I guess I can spin some decent lies because they believed the hype that the treasure was in Nasr. Lot of stuff gets buried there. On the way we were ambushed by ironically enough the same ship I stowed away on. Helmsman got blasted by one of those nifty cannons so I grabbed the wheel whilst man panicked and started trying to make a break for the deserts so that at east when you do crash you get some kind of buffering zone. Regardless, I actually had a hidden talent since we got out of that alive by staying near the mountain crags to try and lose them. I get made helmsmen since they needed the replacement. One thing leads to another I ditch the Black Pirates when they get to Nasrad... Or try to, as they spotted me so I got to run around a lot burrowing my way through a nifty restaurant in order to lose them. Ditched the bar fight and wound up out of two jobs so to speak.
Still it beat the alternative. The nights were quite active enough and after a bit of good living off their hard work I decided I needed more gold and the best way to do it was to keep at the whole helmsman gig. So I signed up with another crew though this time it was an actual merchants ship. The pay was good and the food was tasty. For a while it seemed like good work but what can I say trouble follows like a lost puppy. See the Black Pirates were still hunting around for that treasure with or without me and raiding whomever they could. So that was perhaps my first real ship battle and I gotta say it was probably one of the most exciting things to be in. Sure it was dangerous but it's so much fun to outwit and outmaneuver them. Kind of the airship variant of chess where one wrong move means the end. We got boarded eventually after shooting up their ship and they rammed us. Fortunately for me you don't really forget how to shoot when you come from Vaula or when you are on a place like Sailors Island. Anyway we drove them off, I live to continue my adventures and you owe me another drink.
Now then where was I? Oh yes! See eventually we all know that I become a pirate but you never knew the why of it. Sure I skimmed over my skills and so forth but I am not a big fan of slavery as a way of making money. Recreation maybe but never for profit if you take my meaning. So with that said I found out that this old Nasr Merchant Ship had some rather interesting cargo. Namely fine figures, cute faces and lovely flesh. Well that didn't sit well with me, at all. So I went down to where the weapons and such were kept, broke them out and staged a little mutiny. Sufficed to say they did not expect them to fight that hard nor catch them with their pants down. Any that lived we left them by the oasis so they could walk back to Nasrad. So in short now I really am a pirate with a ship and a harem and I live happily ever after right?
Of course not! Why else would I be talking in a bar about all this and I need a damn drink again. So the lovelies decided to dump their savior off and steal the ship. Wasn't able to argue the point in bed and sprawled out. Least I got the gold all the same and probably woke up feeling better then I ever did in my entire life. Of course that was before the missing ship was noticed. Oh don't get me wrong they were sincere in their freedom but that story was only part true. See a few of them were also Black Pirates so yeah what a twist right? So back to square one once more and now I am here with you wanting me to be the helmsman. Well I see no reason in dragging it out any longer so I accept! Maybe this will be fun after all!