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Mako, the Motherless

Age  Late twenties
Gender  Male
Origin  Hume, Kharsagan born
The man known as Mako, born the sole heir of a father too deep in his cups to man the deck of a lowly skiff. Bilge-eater, skiff-waif, any insult for the motherless shipborn. Weaned on yarns spun of a Seaxan mother, a homeland forgotten by the rising tide. Twenty-odd years he spent among the flotilla, knowing only the open seas and skies of Kharsaga.

“Seven years ago on a voyage to White Port my ship wrecked in a storm. There I drifted for time untold until a woman dragged me from the sea to a shore of black shoal.

"A shaman she called herself, an oracle of sorts to sift raakgui from the Shroud. Such monsters as the one that wrecked our ship.

"Seven months she spent nursing me to health.

"On the morn of my departure she came to me in whispers: as spun by the stars, by the celestial, by the Mother, know this Mako, know that you will be king. King of what? I asked, Of where? She sent me away with a kiss for reply."
 

Appearance

Height  6'4
Build  Solid
Hair  Dark
Eyes  Light


Tall, skin coarse by touch of the sun. Solid, frame thick and arms wide. Sporting a pair of lips perched on the cusp of laughter, eyes bright with a thirst for adventure. A former lover once described him: coal pressed of fresh packed peat, ripe for the smolder.

Personality

Driven above all, wracked with a desire, and wanton for the surety with which he pursues it.

Skills

Sailing, talking, fighting, and a knack for learning.
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