Name: Emma Deacan<br/>Alias: Ikol/Loki<br/>Age: 21<br/>Race: Flesh Doll {Human Marionette}<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Description: Ikol is a natural bleach blond that is cut short making her look male, dark blue eyes, and pale skin. She is thin and rather flexible. She wears a white long sleeved shirt with a tight red vest over herself that helps pin her chest back to make her look male. Under the shirt and vest is a deeper bind that is the main hold back for her chest. Its a thick belt like strap. Her hands have black leather gloves and her pants are baggy and dark brown coated with a little bit of dirt. She wears knee high boots under the pants as well. Around her neck is a necklace of a small cog with a stick coming from a tooth, it is some sort of key.<br/>Weapon: Her arms drop and the bones twist and mangle into blades on chains of bone and veins<br/>Occupation: First mate on a pirate ship & thief<br/>Habit: writing random notes, reading, knife throwing, & secretly dances<br/><br/><br/>Name: Tesarryph Wright<br/>Alias: Tes or Cap'n Blindeye<br/>Age: 24<br/>Race: Human<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Description: Tall, muscular, Tes is a tough looking hombre. He has one blind eye and one good one. He wears a long leather coat with torn off sleeves. Gears for buttons and a cog for a belt buckle. He wears no shirt, black baggy pants, and thick boots. He is tan and has black hair cropped close to his skull. Tes also has a slight beard starting to grow.<br/>Weapon: Sword and gear made air pressure gun<br/>Occupation: Weapon-smith, Captain of a Pirate Ship, Ex Mercenary<br/>Habit: Drinking, dueling, making small bots, and gunning<br/><br/><br/>-:-----------------:-<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h398/NoctisNotimomentum/Rursum.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>It had been a year since the captain died and his first mate took over the ship due to the crew voting on it. Tesarryph was the captain now and it made it all the easier for him to keep an eye on his best friend whom he bumped to first mate; Loki or as she preferred 'Ikol', a female posing as a male to keep at her friend's side. He kidnapped her three years ago a day before her arranged marriage to a land stealing man, though that same day he also kind of well... violated her personal space when he pretended to rape her in front of her husband-to-be. The girl never complained and he was glad, after all that scene had been her idea of keeping off the male's list of wanted females. Tes sat in his cabin on the ship Rursum while his first mate lounged in the chari before him. He was arguing with Ikol about her needing a companion.<br/><br/>A fist slammed on the desk and the short blond haired female stood snarling at him, "No! I don't need any companion Tesarryph, you saved me from that years ago and I don't need one now!" Tes rubbed the slight scruff on his face and huffed standing, "Ya act more like ye old man, you need one and that be final Loki." he said walking to the door. His long coat moved and swayed as he went Ikol growled and chased after him but he put a hand on her head and shoved her back, "Don't follow. I am going out - mind the ship while I get a beer." he then left the snarling bleach blond in his cabin and took four men with him with the others stocked the dark green and black ship with supplies. He hated to leave her but he had to let off some steam. Especially since she annoyed him sometimes.<br/><br/>Tromping down the plank to the docks he weaved and walked down the paved stone road to the nearest alehouse. He was a dark tanned man with short black hair, one eye was blind but the other was a deep green. He had a tiny cog attached to a chain with a stick coming from one of the teeth in the cog, it was a key to his cabin, Ikol had one too but her's was more detailed. Some even said the two keys made the ship move on its own without wind. Pulling his coat tighter he walked into the alehouse and went inside, looking around he ordered five beers and distributed them to him and his group. Aimlessly watching the people around him.