Dr. Henry "Flint" Sterling

## Appearance

* Fantasy race: human
* Pronoun: He/Him
* Age: 1
* Voice accent: English (Yorkshire)
* Height: 5’9
* Weight: 45KG
* Hair colour: blonde roots fading into a light brown colour
* Skin colour: slightly tanned white
* Eye colour: Sea Blue
* Example clothing outfit worn: tan collard shirt without sleeves and standard adventures trousers. All under a white doctors coat with bandolier holding sword and medicines. Equipped with a small medicine bag containing provisions when necessary.

## Personality

* Traits: prefers solitude over the large groups of people, generally happy, takes insults no problem and never fails to speak his mind.
* Goal: return to the wreck of the Voidwalker, return her to the seas as a hospital ship under Henry’s command.
* Flaw: loves treasure, sometimes will fight over being a doctor and helping his teammates injury.
* Pop culture influences: Bones (Star Trek TOS, 1-6 and 1-3), John Silver (Black Sails)
* Tics / mannerisms: when getting into the height of a fight will sometimes slip into an over the top pirate accent

## Social Connections

* Family members:
	+ two parents (dead)

* Friends / People they know:
	+ Dr. Hans Coal (took care during his first few years aboard the Voidwalker)
	+ Captain Torin Blackwater (Former Captain of The Void-walker)

* Social class: Working class But due to early youth can pass as high class when necsisary
* Occupation: previously the Main doctor on a ship
* Combat class: Doctor with a sword
* Where do they sleep at night? A hammock he takes with him no matter where to remaind him of his crew and the friendships he lost.

## Background / Personal history:

Henry’s youth was spent in what most would consider to be luxury. The Firstborn Son of the mayor of kingfisher Trading Outpost. He was taught to do all the basic things a distant father thought his young son should do.

However at the age of seven, everything changed.

On a cold morning a fog rolled over the bay cloaking a ship feared for its purple sails and dread captain Blackwater. The ship slowly turned and let off more than a few broadsides decimating the town. Henry’s house stood atop small hill putting it above the blast range. It may have been away from the cannons but never far from the pirates gaze. Men stormed up the incline as the dust settled behind them. Tearing through the Sterling residence they slaughtered the mayor and his wife while they slept. Captain Blackwater saw the young Henry for the potential he had: small skinny and good for theiving. Henry was made to scrub the decks, clean the boots and climb up masts. During his time aboard the nature of the ship lead to the ships hospital being constantly in need of a cleaning, this lead to Doctor Coal seeing young Henry’s fascination with the art of medicine and teaching him while they both had time off. This lead to Henry being able join in medical care for the injured sailors as he grew older and more acquainted with the practice. The ship took notice to the young lad taking the place of the doctors shadow, giving him a plethora of names but only one stuck - Flint.

Between classes the crew insisted Flint learn how to swing a sword as well as them so he could hold his own against any opponents he may face. Throwing the poor lad in the deep end they didn’t go any easier on him then they would any other crew-mate. Henry quickly learned how to hold his own for long enough against bigger opponents but never let the blade distract him from medicine.

During a cold night in a November, Dr Coal left the ship guided by nothing but the pale moonlight leaving nothing behind, not even a wake. The abandonment of his best friend drew Blackwater to distraction. Flying into an envious rage Edison threw the Voidwalker into any ship that passed it regardless of how outmatched they were. The crews morale was through the roof taking more Gold then they could dream of.

Finally biting off more then the sea dogs could chew they faced a ship more powerful then the theirs, the Voidwalker was filled with cannon balls. The poor doctor below deck had his crew mates on the floor trying to help numerous people at once. the ship rocked violently back and forth, water flowed in through the tears in the ship. Her main mast leaned back and forth ripping away from its rigging and letting the once magnificent purple sails blew away with the wind. As what was left of the prized vessel limped away through an ocean of flame. The crew found her harder and harder to control as she began drifting further and further to port . scraping onto the beech with enough force to throw the barely conscious henry from his feet and into a wall she laid in her final resting place.

Rising along side the sun, Henry found himself surrounded by the remains of his crew and ship. Scanning the beech he saw the footprints of those who survived leave. Realising he was now alone he grabbed what little supplies and coin he could he fled his wrecked home and started on the journey north in search of a home and new people to explore with.