Samuel Mackel
I… am a bastard. I was born to a young noblewoman whose heart was stolen by a daring pirate, and her only compensation for this theft was me. This was a scandal discussed in whispered voices all throughout the high society of the "Clovis Concord". My mother, "Sharyn Rymmer", was forced to give me up to a "Port Damali" orphanage by her family, lest no nobleman would wed her. She sent me my first letter when I was seven years old, explaining that this was not the life she wanted for me and that she thinks of me every day. As I grew older, she would write to me more about her and my father, Captain "Mori Mackel", who fought Kraken and liked to steal from uppity nobles like my uncle, Lord "Gabriel Rymmer". I never met my mother, her family must control much of her life, but I knew that she loved me.
When the orphanage finally kicked me out at the ripe fucking age of 13, I made my way to port and found a new home on the "Lucidean Ocean". My first crew roared with laughter when I told them of my father, telling me that I had balls to claim such heritage... as did the second and the third… The man clearly stepped on a few toes in his day, and while people were more than willing to take up their grudge with me, I’d never deny who I was. Knowing of my father was the greatest gift my mother ever gave to me. I’d like to meet the man, but I ain’t really searching, just keeping an eye out for his flag. All I hear is rumours and legends, anyhow. Each night, I’d stare up at the stars on the deck of the ship, happy just knowing we ‘was looking at the same sky, stars and moon.
Funny thing about them stars, they know secrets. I got pretty good at reading them too, quickly becoming a navigator on any ship I sailed and also a wielder of old magic. Some call me a druid, but I ain’t ever met no druid. Call me that on a bad day, you’re likely to get a claw to the face. I am a sailor, navigator, and son of the notorious pirate Captain Mori Mackel.
