Taylor Briggs
Taylor continued to sit as the newcomer continually rambled, "Thanks, the name comes from my father..." He eyed the newcomer as she stood in place zoning in and out, "Fine, show meh your worth as a capt'in." He waved the young girl off, noticing Trinity returning and walking over to an oddly familiar man. 'Sterling!' He recognized the man almost immediately, it was his father's old friend, and an overall scalawag. Although, he had to thank Sterling for training him abit. Taylor didn't even notice that the newcomer girl was walking towards Trinity and Sterling. "Idiot..." Taylor quickly grasped his trusty flintlock pistol, ready to shoot Sterling in a moments notice. He eyed the gathering of Trinity, Sterling and the newcomer. 'Sterling, you better watch yourself...' Taylor was able and ready to shoot the man, but saw as Trinity had practically saved the young girl by shooing him off. "Tch, women..." Taylor laughed quietly and returned to his rum with the incessant chatter and partying of Sterling's old crew. "Hmph, Trinity ain't so bad as I thought." He smirked, finishing his glass and standing up. 'Might as well get something productive done today...'
"So, ladies." Taylor had approached both the wannabe Captain and Trinity. "Let's have a chat." He walked towards the door, motioning for them to follow.