Kregan

## Appearance

**Hair:** Dark and long, usually tied back but occasionally left loose.

**Skin:** Tanned and weather beaten, Kregan is no stranger to the sun's kiss nor the spray of the sea. He has spent most of his life on ships, and it shows.

**Eyes:** Blue

**Height:** 5'10

**Weight:** 170 lbs

**Body Type:** Not particularly tall, but definitely well built, Kregan may not be an imposing figure, but he certainly has enough muscle on him to get the job done.

**Noticeable features:** Tattoos, scars, brands, piercings, you name it, Kregan probably has it. He's been collecting markings from all over the world, and is particularly fond of the tattoos that adorn his arms and legs.

## Personality

Kregan is a bit of a contradiction, as he's incredibly pleasant to speak to. He's generally very soft spoken and polite, sitting perfectly still and speaking with a soft and pleasant accent that is both exotic and pleasing to the Pvethian ear. He can hold a conversation with the best of them, and if you only spoke with him you'd be incredibly convinced that he was one of the nicest people you'd ever meet.

If you meet him at sea or during a battle...your opinion will be drastically different. Kregan is ruthless, a monster made human with the body count to match. First hand accounts of his exploits state that he's killed well over a thousand men, most of which he's hacked apart with a boarding axe or a saber. First to board an enemy vessel, first to reach the enemy line, Kregan is utterly fearless. It's only in this light that his mannerisms take a darker tone, Kregan is polite to a fault, pleasant even...but there's always a sense behind those bright blue eyes that he's sizing you up. Seeing where you stand before he decides whether to take his head off your neck and hang it from the prow of The Red Veil.

## Abilities & Proficiencies

**Fighting Style:** One handed weapons mainly, typically an axe or a saber. Kregan may be one of the best Duelists under the sun. He has studied and fought under every school of swordsmanship across the world, and his fighting style reflects this. He is quick, efficient, and brutal, able to inspire fear in his enemies and a bloodthirsty rage in his men.

**Weapon Proficiencies:** Sword and axe, not particularly skilled with polearms or archery and completely unable to perform magic.

**Magic:** N/A

**Other Skills:** A skilled sailor and navigator, Kregan always seems to know where he's going and where he's been despite his surroundings or recent events. He can sail through the harshest of storms with a sort of exuberance that one rarely sees. Kregan, almost most importantly, is a leader to rival any noble commander or slave revolt leader. He has a mind for tactics, and a solid grasp of how to manipulate people to follow his lead or his orders.

## History

Kregan was born in the island nation of Imek, land of beaches and sapphire oceans as far as the eye can see. Kregan grew up on these shores, wondering what lay beyond the horizon or around the other side of the world. This natural curiosity and hunger for knowledge took it's...darker turns now and then, the young lad skinning cats and rats to find out how they functioned. The layout of organs, what each piece did. His secret experiments were always buried or cut up to be used as chum for his father's fishing vessel.

As he grew larger and stronger, he assisted his father on his numerous trips to the seas to bring home his haul. He learned to sail, learned to read stars and almost more importantly...how to read people. He learned to see through the manners that were so characteristic of his people, he learned to find what they wanted or what they wanted to keep and how to obtain it from them.

It was at about fourteen when he decided that fishing was no longer the path his life was destined to take, his thirst for adventure had never been quenched, and he would find it regardless of how long it took. The young boy stowed away on a trading ship, discovered a few days out to sea, the young man had inadvertently become a member of a pirate crew. They took a shine to the well mannered young man, and he took well to his new environment. He learned to fight, learned to navigate by the stars and read the wind. After a year, the young boy was given a name, a strange custom his own people don't have.

It was then that Kregan Crow-Eye was born, a young man on a pirate ship with the world in front of him and nothing to lose. He traveled the world with his new family, learning everything he could while he could...and taking whatever he pleased while he was there. Eventually the young man rose to the rank of Captain, renaming the vessel The Red Veil and continuing their globe trotting adventures.

The crew of the Veil did whatever work was offered to them. They fought As mercenaries, served as privateers and blockade runners, sold men into slavery and smuggled slaves back to their homes. Kregan did it all, and he reveled in it. An infinite curiosity...with a lacking moral compass is a dangerous combination, especially in someone as good at killing as Kregan is.