Name: Marie Taylor
Age: 24
Height: 5' 7
Weight: A slim build with hidden muscles.

Description: Marie gave her life to the sea, and only the sea. It is her home. She humors people when she doesn't feel like putting up one of her stubborn fights. She's opinionated, but doesn't always share her opinions with others. If you trifle with her, you'll have a 50/50 chance of winning or losing. (Depends what mood she's in.) Marie has a strong will, though you might not tell. She sometimes keeps to herself. More like, she enjoys her alone time. She's had her share of battles, and wounds. A particular scar that she's very self concience about, having not been caused by a typical battle, runs down her shoulder. No matter what mood she's in, no matter what she's been through, there always seems to be a sparkle in her eye.

Weapons: Marie is some what of a pauper, so she doesn't carry much. All she has is a sword. Sort of a family heir loom.

Background: There isn't much of a background for her. She's seen many things through her travels. From Paris, to London, to Spain, she's encountered the roughest pirates, worse than the ones you've heard of in those old stories. As for her family, all she has is a brother. His name is Peter, 27, and is currently living in London with his wife. From time to time, Marie's visited, but not often. Peter's given up on attempting to tame Marie's wild way of life. But they care for each other greatly.

Extra Information: She has a white-faced monkey that began following her around at the age of 18, when she was in Spain. She calls her Mica. (Monkey)