Caleb the Seawolf

Portrait

Description
'Adieu, adieu! my native shore  Fades o'er the waters blue; The Night-winds sigh, the breakers roar,  And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon Sun that sets upon the sea  We follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee,  My native Land - Good Night! 'A few short hours and He will rise  To give the morrow birth; And I shall hail the main and skies,  But not my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall,  Its hearth is desolate; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall;  My dog howls at the gate. 'Come hither, hither, my little page!  Why dost thou weep and wail? Or dost thou dread the billows' rage,  Or tremble at the gale? But dash the tear-drop from thine eye;  Our ship is swift and strong: Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly  More merrily along.`
Player:	Chewing on a Fat Smoke
Gender (Visually):	Male
Race (Visually):	Human