O'Fortune

## ***BACKSTORY***

O’Fortune began life with a literal bang. He was shot out of his mother’s womb like a cannonball, and had a knack for and love of guns since his first day. When he came of age, he worked as a gunner under Black Bart Roberts, aboard the *Royal Fortune.* On February 10th, 1722, they were moored at Cape Lopez in Gabon when a call went out that the Royal Navy had found them, and the *HMS Swallow* was fast approaching. The crew were drunk as day, and were in no fit shape to fight. They made a mad dash to escape but were caught up in cannon fire as they fled.

O’Fortune was thrown over in the initial volley, and came to his senses when he heard the splash of Black Bart’s body hitting the water beside him. Using a broken bottle for a breathing hole, he made his way to the nearest island, hoping it was inhabited, and blessed his luck when there was no one to be found. From afar, he watched as the sun set over the *Swallow,* hideously triumphant as the lifeless hull of the *Royal Fortune* sank into the waters. Most of his fellow crewmates were captured, and he swore to free them any way he could.

Using scraps of the *Royal Fortune*, he constructed for himself a Swiss Family Robinson-style house, farming the pigs that lived on the island and perfecting his combustible arts for two months. On his 60th day of being marooned, he saw a ship sailing toward Cape Lopez, flying the black flag. It was none other than Captain Orbit Fairfax and his trusty ship, The Gutless Goon. Wanting nothing more than to sail the high seas again, he abandoned his home on the spot and swam as fast as he could from that cursed island, clambering aboard the Goon and offering his services for little more than room and board. Orbit welcomed him with open arms, and O'Fortune never looked back.

In his time aboard the Goon, he served under both Orbit and Cappy, who would both become future Pirate Lords, until the day it was his turn at the helm. Donning a tricorn hat and fashionable robe, he set out to carve his own path, hoping to find his lost brothers in arms and finally bring down the man who sank The *Royal Fortune*. But the call to the Council has delayed his vengeance, if temporarily. In the meantime, he is one of the most beloved Lords ever to serve, and is a welcome cool head and voice of reason in the Isle's highest halls of debate.

## ***APPEARANCE AND GEAR***

* O’Fortune sports a mighty beard atop severe features, and wears a tricorn hat and fashionable robes in homage to his mentor, Black Bart. While he stands on the shorter side of the scale, he packs enough firepower for a titan.  Four flintlock pistols are holstered around his waist, and he also sports mounted arm cannons that fire significantly larger bullets than normal. For mid-range combat, he favors an anchor attached to a chain, which is usually wrapped about his huge frame and dangling down his back when not in use. It is much heavier than most could manage, and thus he causes unbelievable amounts of damage and mayhem with it when he sends it spinning.

* In the past, he would rely on a French rapier, a special weapon he won in a duel in his past, for close-quarters combat \**(see Fortune’s Odyssey in the Library for the full tale)\**. He has since retired the weapon and framed it in his quarters, preferring to blast his opponents from range, or crush them with his anchor and chain.

## ***PERSONALITY AND ABILITIES***

* O’Fortune is a dedicated sailor, prioritizing his shipmates and their well-being above all else. He enjoys the brotherhood of the Isle, and is known for telling bad jokes and being generally cheeky in the saloon. He also enjoys poetry, and fancies himself a wordsmith. In battle, however, he is a very different sort of creature. He goes into a frenzy not unlike that of Viking Berserkers, and has reported that time seems to slow for him when in a raging heat.

* Due to the recoil from his oversized arm cannons, he has developed unusually strong leg muscles in order to maintain stability while firing them. This translates into a very powerful hammer kick, which he is fond of using to disboard the sailors of offending vessels.

* His experiments on the island on which he was marooned before arriving at Isla de Oro have yielded spectacular results. In addition to his custom arm cannons, he makes all his own gunpowder and explosives, and is more creative with them than anyone else on the Isle.

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