Name: Bartrend "B'akuu'san" Ralkan
Position: Crew Chief/Marine
Standing at 6 foot nothing, with a well-muscled physique, he would be impressive to most humans. And this would be without counting his snow-white fur, marred only by the dark grey stripes that runs down his back. The stripes also encase his forearms and calves, giving the impression of long gloves and tall boots. Large, predatory eyes shimmer a deep green as they track anything of interest. Several scars are evident, though not readily visible, upon his chest and legs.
His attire is simple, it being a loose shirt and trousers cut off at the knee. He wears no shoes, for none would fit his clawed, wide feet. He carries three weapons, almost constantly. A sharp, black steel knife at his belt, which was a gift from his father. A longsword, made of the same black metal, rests upon his back on a leather scabbard. Finally, a large boomerang, made of wood as hard as metal, hangs on a sling at his back, across the sword.
Personality: He has a curious streak half a world wide, but that's tempered by his own self-imposed discipline as a warrior. If he cannot figure something by observing alone, his questions will be short, but amicable. Females not of his kin seem to confuse him a great deal, with their wildly mixed signals.
Background: Growing up in a land-bound beast tribe, he chose the warrior's path from young age, but quickly grew restless, wondering if there was more to his craft, specially seeing the great wood-and-metal birds that flew over their island on occasion. When one of such landed, and their occupants showed themselves, there was a great many questions. Why have they come? What do they want? Are they enemies? When the strangers approached, speaking in a broken, but understandable tongue, he was instantly intrigued. He decided to go with the flying people, after they set up trade with his tribe. His time with the human warriors taught him much, but still he travels on, looking for more. His curiosity of the world, and all the wonderful devices and people in it, has kept him from returning to his people, as of yet.
Note: His tribal name is not known to the crew.
Magic Color: Moon of Silver; Curia