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{ Q U O T E }
βThere are no true knights, no more than there are gods. If you can't protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don't ever believe any different"
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{ T H E M E S }
Black Sails| Bear McCreary
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Name: Robb Stark goes by James Flint now
Title/or Moniker: The Man Without Fear
Gender Male
Age: 27
Species: Human
Class/Occupation:Drunkard, brigand, pirate
Description:. Robb is a Stark and as such has the dark, guarded features his family is known for yet as from his mother who is a Tully Robb's hair has a hint of red to it. Robb has a stocky, muscular build, outweighing his brotherJon by near fifteen pounds. He's a few inches taller than him as well. Since beginning his life as a pirate he'd abandoned the garb of a Northern royal and wears the high leather boots of a seaman, large buckled belt to carry his cutlass and pistol. A white shirt and black leather long coat. His hair, jsut under shoulder length is usually pulled back in a short pony tail and his fiery red beard is trimmed to a dashing mustache goatee combo./
After cleaning up his act once he reunited with with his sister Clara who goes by Max now Robb or Flint as he's now called looks much more the pirate. A long black coat and thick leather belt where he stores his cutlass and pistol.
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Likes: Family, the cold, the snow, rum, drinking till he can't feel anymore, whores, fighting, killing
Dislikes: Piety, so called true knights, the foolishly noble
Strengths: -
- Swordsmanship- Robb is a brutally efficient fighter. He's trained since a young age with the master at arms in Winterfell to master the sword. He's a hard nosed fighter who doesn't shy away from blood and brings his foes down quickly.
- Battlefield Experience- Despite his age Robb has been fighting the Wildlings since before the war. He's been in one engagement or another since he was old enough to hold a sword so his experience pool is quickly growing.
- Martial Prowess- Like most lordlings Robb and his brothers spend several hours each day training in the courtyard with Winterfell's Master at Arms training in the arts of war.
- Pain Threshold- Robb has an uncanny pain threshold. His first battle he broke his arm after being knocked from his horse and continued to fight until the battle was done.
- Command Potential- Robb Stark is skilled at leading squads of men into battle. Through his strength and fearlessness he can lead men into the jaws of defeat and snatch victory when others would fail. Either on a battlefield or the deck of a ship Robb is a good leader.
- Reflexes/senses- Robb has developed amazing senses and reflexes
-Strength- Robb is a burly fighter and that is evident in how physically powerful he is.
Weaknesses: - recovering drunk
-Aggression- Robb has more than a mean streak, he can be dangerously unpredicatble and unstable.
-Nihilist
Personality:. There was a time when Robb Stark was jovial, never far from a smile and kind. That time is long past. His rowdy passion has twisted into savage intensity. Ever since his "execution" and the loss of his whole family Robb became a surly, violent drunk who would gut a man as soon as look at him. He lives in periods of lucity and drunken mindlessness. He searches for anything to dull the pain of what he'd lost. When the rum isn't enough he turns to sex, when sex bores him he lusts for blood. He is a beast, stalking the sands and taverns and brothels of Nassau in the hopes that someone one day will be strong enough, quick enough or lucky enough to put him down for good.
Or at least until his most recent transformation. The Man Without Fear shadow is never far from James Flint, a man who uses that fear to his advantage. Most people he meets know his story and quake at the sight of them. Flint is a man of extremes, either calm and collected or tearing into someone who enraged him. That low boiling intensity to some can be the scariest thing about the pirate who serves The Crimson Lady. It is only when he is alone with the woman he loves or his only living family member Max does he ever trully allow himself to relax.
Quirks and Habits: -Scratching his beard
-Talking to his dire wolf Grey Wind that has been dead for almost two years
-his wolfish grin
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Land/Kingdom: The North/ Nassau
History:.Four Years ago the whole of The North has been embroiled in a bitter war with a force that at one time proved to be nothing more than a minor annoyance to the wolves of Winterfell. That was until The Wildlings, barbarians sworn to no house or lord, found themselves a king. With Mance Rayder, a traito of The Nights Watch, leading them The Wildlings launched the largest domestic terror campaign The North had ever seen. The Wildlings were not true soldiers but what they were skilled at was guerilla tactics and night raids. For three years they hounded the army of The North picking at their defences, assassinating high ranking military figures and nobility. Robb never saw the end of the war however. A year into the war, he was marshalling his forces out of the port city of White Harbor while protecting his half sister Clara. The Wildlings attacked in force and overwhelmed his defences. Robb was captured along with his cousin. They were taken aboard a ship and out to sea. First he had to watch Grey Wind die, they stabbed the beast in the chest and tossed him overboard. Then they threw Clara who was bound with rope over the edge to drown then finally he was thrown over, bound as she was. He embraced death, welcomed it, like a lover returning to bed. For a while all he had was the sea, the salt air and the blackness of the ocean depths. Then one day, either spurned by the gods or in spite of them he opened his eyes on a sandy beach. Nassua became his home but not the home for Robb Stark, Robb Stark was dead. The first man he met was a privateer named Flint, Robb killed him for his boots and took his name as well. Robb or Flint as he started calling himself had been living on Nassua in a drunken rage filled haze ever since washing ashore. Occasionally he would take up work as a pirate with one captain or another but never stayed to one crew long.
That was until the inmpossible happened. His sister was alive and Clara's contacts awarded him a chance meeting with The Crimson Lady, the most nototious pirate on the seas. She turned out not to beevery bit as fearsome as her legend, but the love of Flint's life. She healed his heart and mind without even realizing it. Flint still struggles letting go of the man he once was but with Robyn at his side he's found happiness and a place aboard her ship. His strength, tenacity and personality has endeared him to the crew of The Harbinger and as such recently found out the men wanted him as their new Quarter Master after the death of their old one. The voting just ended and Flint finds himself with a beautiful woman who he serves with a wolfish grin, a new position of leadership aboard the ship and his sister who is now a business ownand powerful information broker.