Watson

Quartermaster Watson

Born and raised in Delphia, Watson is part of a large family of Retrogrades. What the rest of her family is up to now is a mystery, but they are likely doing fine in what once was the city of brotherly love. The nightly green aura of the Darwin enclaves, the murals that covered graffitied walls, and the wafting smell of cheesesteaks still fill Watson’s dreams at night.
Watson yearned to explore the greater world and found work young in the ruins of the port. She was soon hired to a larger freighter where she learned all about life at sea. But the pay was never good and often eaten up by ‘fees’. When opportunities came for ‘discreet’ cargo runs and the occasional raid she was quick to join in.
A few years back a crazed madman harpooned the boat she was working on in the Potomac Bay and boarded it. His demands included “all the hooch, shoes, and cheese”. Alas, none of the demands were met because the boat was taking on water from the large hole that the harpoon had caused. Watson decided to throw in with the madman and hopped aboard his ramshackle tugboat (with all the yacht’s hooch, smokables, and lemons) during the chaos. It took a few days but she eventually learned the captain’s name: Skullfuck McDoomThunder.
In late DC 122 her crew’s ship sank, leaving Waston with just the clothes on her back. Most of the crew is MIA. Together with Skully & Jonny, Watson is working on her land legs when she's not cooking on the boat.
After a visiting Requiem (hell'ava party town) and a season in Luxury (where nothing bad happened at all, nope not at all!) The next chapter of Watson’s story is still being written in the port of Ellistown Landing.

A master cook and sailor, Watson is always ready for a party or a brawl.

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Age

Late 30 something

Gender

She

Hair

Depends on the week

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Rotted

Height

Tall enough

Weight

Delightfully curvey