A spanish sailor that captains his own fishing vessel, Nicholas Fluer and his canine companion Agapito are just trying to survive...
Nicholas, though a very serious businessman when it comes to selling his fish, is actually quite amiable for a fisherman. He smiles often and looks you in the eyes when you talk to him. He appears to be kind and listens intently when others speak. When fishing or doing some other sort of physical activity, Nicholas works hard and seems to enjoy it. He's a known adrenaline junky and has no qualms about doing something dangerous. With a smile on his face and a heart full of drive and determination, Nicholas will gladly do anything from hauling in fish to fist-fighting a drunk Russian.
He doesn't carry much with him, really. His most common array of equipment consists of a multi-tool and some loose change in his pockets, a length of rope coiled up and thrown over his shoulder, and maybe a few treats for his dog.
Nicholas was born the son of a poor Spanish family. His father was a fisherman and his mother worked as a seamstress. Nicholas always dreamed of becoming a fisherman like his father one day; of owning his own boat. When his father died in a shipwreck and his mother followed by way of cancer, Nicholas inherited what little money his parents had, as well as what the government gave him to "compensate" for the loss of his parents. He was eighteen and alone in the world at that point, but it didn't bother him as much as it would have, for he knew what his parents would have wanted for him...what his father would have wanted. Nicholas purchased a fishing trawler from an elderly man on the the docks and set sail. Wisening up later in life, he actually insured the floating death-trap, which proved to be a smart investment. In a bad storm, his boat capsized and Fluer had to float to shore on one of the foam floats from his fishing net. He made it, barely, and quickly collected the insurance money so he could buy his next boat. The new boat came with a condition, though. The man he bought it from said, "I'll give it to you for âŦ15,000, but only if you take that damn dog with you!"
Upon inspection, Nicholas found a four-month-old Basque Shepherd puppy on board the new vessel. He happily took the dog, who had quite a thing for chewing and eating things. Nicholas trained him as best he could, and bonded so closely with the dog that it followed him everywhere he went and obeyed his every word.