Cedar

Cedar's most recent wanted poster.

## Basic Details

Cedar is the seventh member of the Fortune Favored Pirates. He is a racoon mink rogue and the helmsman of the crew. Being the helmsman, he normally is the one steering the ship and takes place as the second navigator when Nora is not around (playing poker with MetaJeff). Cedar does not have the best trust with most of the crew. However he does have a more trustworthy relationship with Captain Kaliper and Gauss who is basically his godfather. Cedar is 16 and the youngest member of the crew while also being one of the most abused by enemies in the Torrent Guild. Cedar tends to stay outside of combat, but can be forced into it sometimes. Cedar is also the member with the smallest bounty of 1,000,000 bellies (berries). His original bounty was the small amount of 500 bellies (Berries).

## Cover Pages

Cedar ran to his room, he was sick and tired of being put into danger, tears in his eyes as he went into his room, slamming the door shut. He sat on his bed looking into his pocket watch, careful not to let the tears get onto the metal of the watch. He saw the ever so familiar family photo that he kept so close. The picture of him and his father was something he treasured, seeing his father's face made his tears flow faster than ever. "I'm really trying Dad, I'm sorry-" he said in between sobs. A knock at his door interrupted him. He wiped the tears away and got up walking towards the door. He opened it, only to see Gauss standing at the door, his hands holding something. "Mind if I come in?" Cedar hesitated before stepping aside, allowing Gauss to step inside. Gauss gestured for the young mink to close the door, which he did before turning back to the older mink. "What do you want from me?" Cedar said aggressively, although he didn't mean it, he just wanted to be alone. Gauss gave him a sympathetic smile."It isn't my place to tell you this Cedar, but I know you've been having trouble adjusting to your new life." Cedar looked down. "You're smart. I mean you gave up your old life to come sailing with us, you clearly have some sort of idea of what your doing, and I get it's a lot, but we all have jobs and risks to take, and when the Captain needs us, (as much as he is insufferable) we have to follow his command. You did great out there today, I get it was scary, but you did your job perfectly. That said, I thought I'd give you something." Gauss said, handing the racoon something, when Cedar opened his palm, he saw a little mechanical bird.

The small mechanical bird flew across the room, and landed on the desk in front of Cedar. "This little guy goes everywhere you go, he keeps you safe from bad guys, and he also helps keep tabs on everything that happens within your sight. So when you need this little friend, just whistle and it will come out."  Gauss explained, patting Cedar's shoulder. "Thank you..." Cedar said, the Cat mink smiling right back at him. "No problem, oh, and the Captain wanted me to let you know that we're heading out, you're welcome to join me if you want." Cedar looked away from Gauss, "I would, but I think it's just better for me to be alone right now." Gauss frowned. "Alright, well see you later then, and remember you're always welcome on this ship Cedar, you're not stuck here."With those final words from Gauss, he closed the door and left Cedar to sit alone on his bed. Cedar sighed deeply before placing his head in his paws, unsure of what to do. He looked at his watch once again, the tears flowing freely from his eyes. "I'm such a failure" he thought to himself, curling up into a ball. After a hour or so he decided enough was enough, he went to his desk and got out a paper and ink, he started writing before getting distracted by the bird once again, how it shined in the light. Cedar was entranced by it, picking it up gently. It's gears and belts went to life as he did so, the birds head and legs starting to move, looking at him. Cedar decided to whistle, causing the bird to take flight, flying around his room.  As the bird circled Cedar's room, it landed back on the floor and hopped over to Cedar's side.  He took off his goggles and pet the bird gently, the childlike innocence shining through. The bird, although mechanical, seemed to feel his touch, it felt magical to Cedar. Cedar layed his head on the table, his eyes trained on the bird. He couldn't think of anything else. Suddenly an Idea came to him.

"Arlo" He whispered to the bird, "I think that's what I'll name you. The bird didn't have a reaction, still looking into Cedars eyes with it's own lifeless eyes. As Cedar was staring at the bird, he heard footsteps outside his door, they sounded heavy, and brutish, and Cedar didn't recognize them. He had heard his crew mates footsteps enough by now to have recognized each and every one. His captain's were silent yet still noticeable, empowering even. Gauss' were clumsy and uncaring. Chaos' was usually in the tubes, and even Kijo's which were usually silent and light, were still recognizable. But this, this wasn't any of his crew mates. He quickly ran to hide, not bothering with his lights as he knew it was too late for that, he hid under his bed, hearing the brutish footsteps coming closer, until he heard a knock on the door. "Anyone in there?" The voice was male in tone growling, with every word. "I saw the light on, I know there's someone on this ship at least." He spoke to himself, seemingly questioning his own eyes. Cedar didn't dare speak, pulling back further under the bed. "Guess I'll go above deck..." He spoke again, the footsteps going away once again. Cedar sighed with relief, he didn't know who it was, but the voice sounded familiar. "Who could it be though?" Cedar thought to himself, think of the people he had met on this journey. When suddenly, he heard a loud crash above him. Cedar ducked out of instinct, grabbing his dagger, just in case he needed it. He went for the door hearing cracks and crashes, then seeing a hole in the wooden ceiling above him, seeing a familiar face. The Fishman from Copper Green was standing there, holding a Great Sword in front of him, his face angry, his eyes focused on something, or rather someone. Cedar ran to the stairs, peeking his head out the door, seeing the Fishman again, but also a woman he had never seen before. She was wearing mostly black, her hair blonde with a bit of pink. Her face has a smile, she was clearly enjoying this fight. "Come on, why fight for a crew you're not even apart of? It will only get you hurt..." She said sadistically.

In her hands was a whip, which was longer than the usual whip used for cattle. Cedar could smell something else in the air too, some sort of plant? It was Lavender, she had a narcotic lace on her whip. The Fishman dodged an attack, clearly outmatched. "I won't let you do anything to this ship..." The Fishman spoke, panting as he dodged a nothing attack. "Oh really?" The woman muttered, pulling in her whip. "I think you need a nice little nap~" she said with a sadistic tone, getting out a purple vial, throwing it at his feet. At first, the Fishman laughed, "You think a little dye is gonna do anything?" He muttered, going for an attack. But before he could reach her, his body gave in on him, collapsing to the ground.