[Height] - 6'3"
[Weight] - 197 lbs
[Hair] - Dark Chocolaty Brown
[Eyes] - Light Bronze
[Complexion] - Ashy tan, leaning towards gray

Captain of The Weeping Belle

A rascally rapscallion with a bronze gaze. More prone to running away with a laugh and a gaff than drawing weapons and standing his ground. When one looks upon him, the first thing they would expect him to greet them with is a hearty "Ahoy! Matey!" or a hoarse "Arrrr! Let me plunder yer booty!", but neither would be likely to escape his lips; as more often than not he held his tongue, unless he felt the words he needed to share were of dire importance, which, could find that serpentine tongue waggling a tale.