Tommy Ramsworth was known about the Brassmere from his time on the fishing boats. He'd worked for almost every man who owned his own vessel capable of plundering the Brassmere for fish. This was mostly due to the fact he kept losing his employment through being caught stealing fish from the catch and trying to sell it on the side for half the price.

He was generally good-looking, with shaggy dark blonde hair and an alluring smile always causing his lips to crook. The man always looked like he had something up his sleeve, or more to the point, the hefty iron bracer which he wore over his left forearm. The thing looked like it weighed a ton. Through a hoop on his belt was an old iron lumber axe, the type commonly used for splitting logs for firewood. The very edge of it glimmered in the light as it had obviously been sharpened.