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((You guys really are worried about godmodding lol. Not that that's a bad thing. You could tone it down a little, but I really only take offense to godmodding if you kill like 5 people in a second-- or instant KO an actual human player.))

Chris had stayed at the edge the Rosenrot at first, defending the ship from pirates trying to board. It was actually so that she wouldnt' accidentally stab one of her own, but her memory for faces was good, and so she moved on to the other ship.
It was a rare feeling, to kill or be killed for no other reason than just being there, but Chris drank it in, reveling in the dance of death. The blacksmith boy met up with her at one point or another, smiling.
"I've got three now...and you?" He asked, his once clean clothes now stained in spots with blood.
" Two fer sure...but I'll catch up." Chris smiled back as they paired up, moving as a team. The blacksmith learned quick, and he seemed to be quite the natural...but then, Chris had heard it came with the chosen profession.
Together they probably took out another three before a shout made them, as well as many other's freeze. Half a mind on the two captains and half on the men at the tips of their swords, Chris and the blacksmith waited for the decision to fall.

Name: Arnoldo "Black" Jack Rackham
goes by: Arnoldo or BlackJack
Gender: male
Age: 25
Occupation: Crew member of the Rosenrot
Appearance:

Clothing: His clothing consists of both formal and casual wear
Formal wear: refer to picture above(spanish uniform)
Casual wear: His casual wear consists of A grey bandana to help keep his long hair down the length of his back. Upon his chest he wears nothing but a patched, ragged leather vest. At his waist rest three belts, two being gun holsters while the other is with his sheath and sword. His pants , though patched, have several rips in them, also ragged from their continued use. For his feet he has dark thick leather calf-high boots.
Weapons: Two spanish flintlock pistols and a spanish naval cutlass.
Bio: Arnoldo was the young prodigy of the Spanish Naval Armada. At the age of early age of eighteen he had been promoted captain of his own vessel. He served under the spanish navy for 2 loyal years. Towards the end of the second year, to put it simply, for his own just reaons hewas unable to disobey a direct order from several of his own commanding officers conspiring against the Spanish government. Before he was able to warn his government he was kidnapped and sent to an isolated portugese prison in the atlantic ocean. After three years in this prison, his mind had finally snapped and his morals changed drastically. Though as a murderer he escaped from the smallisland with several other prisoners he believed to be wrongly imprisoned. He and his these fellow former prisoners became soon became bandits of the sea, recruiting several other members as they sailed the sea. Though he sailed for his own selfish reasons. Revenge. Aided by his own crew of pirates he killed the members the members of the Spanish armada and government that conspired against him. Afterwards he he supposably died, a story he had his crew tell as he disappear so that his slate may become clean once more. A year later he resurfaced as a con artist, under the assumed name of "Black Jack"; so named because the majority of his cons had been with rigged card games, though card games had not been his only cons. His name also derived from the fact that he left a playing card with several of his victims when he became a merc soon after his conning phase. A year later, apparently destined for the sea he is now a crew member of The Rosenrot
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((Beware the awesomeness of Crow... it is never wrong.. except when she challenges me to a battle. *evil laugh))