Name: William Tag
Age:19
Gender:Male
Description: 5'8 with brown hair and grey eyes. His hair is a decent length and split down the middle. He wears black canvas slacks and a white loose fiting shirt. He is built well enough for a small frame, having a six pack on his abs. He is tanned slightly showing he has done work before. He feet fill leather boots, and a black tri corner hat tops his head angled over his face.
Personality: Matured by work in the fields and on the sea, he is quiet as he goes about his business. Not so much as intelligent, but he is full of wit and a **** good quick thinker. Alluring cause he stays aloof, its difficult to catch his way of thinking and understanding. He'll defend anybody though thats being assulted, but if you do wrong to him, there aint none that can save ya.
Weapons: Machete which hangs from his left side, boot knife, Beat'em Stick
Items: Sack of belongs which hangs from beat'em stick, spare shirt and under garments, some meal, tabacco, pipe, lighters, bandages.
History: Born and raised on a farm, he worked the fields and tended the animals. Helping raise his 7 siblings he learned how to cook, sew and take care of himself as well as others. At the age of 14 he got picked up by his crazy uncle and sold into slavery. At the age of 17 he jumped over board off of the ship he was enslaved on and for the past two years has been doing various jobs. For his jack of all trade abilities is why he got dded on to this crew.
(((Hope it aint too late to join but it seems you could use a larger crew)))
William walks up on deck and looks around for where to report. He sees the others gathering at various spots but none that look like they are in command. He makes his way down to where the cotts for sleeping are and sets his stuff down as he lays upon one.
If they want every one to report, theyll give a call.