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Aay'Han
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OOC: Will be taking some historical liberties...I've been playing a lot of Empire Total War...
IC:
The Zenith was a stout ship. Built along the lines of the British 6th Rate class of light escort warships, it boasted 30 cannon, one hundred crew and a detachment of fourty Royal Marines. On it's own it boasted more guns than most Field armies. Capable of sailing at a fair clip and highly manuverable, an excellent all round ship. Right now she was gliding through the waters along the coast of China, it's master curious about the islands that had been spoken of by Portugese and Dutch traders they called Japan.
The ship was under the command of Captain Xavier Mathews of the Royal Navy. Physically striking, he was the kind of man that one expected when you said 'captain' Tall at six feet, his head topped with blonde hair, and his hard green eyes gazing out across the reasonably calm waters, he appreared serene and collected. He had the respect of his crew for his tactical brilliance and his noble bearing, he was no brutal task master, loyal to his crew, and treated his men fairly...they were willing to die for him. He was a marked contrast from another captain, standing on another ship, watching the ocean and looking for prey.
His crew called him the Crimson Demon. The illegitimate son of a Dutch captain and a Japanese mother, he had the asian features of his mother, but the bright red hair of his father. He'd grown up an outcast in his own family, becoming mean and cruel. He'd survived to the age of seventeen by theft and deception, then joined up with a Spanish ship that was plying it's trade in the south china seas. Life at sea had hardened him, and after staging a mutiny aboard ship and became a pirate. His ship had traved along the chinese coast, raiding, murdering, raping and pillaging with numerous crews and building the reputation of a brutal master of the seas. A reputation that had become to be noticed by the Europeans during their forays into the Orient.
Little did these two captains know that they were to find themseleves in a brutal conflict over one of the oldest of reasons that men took up arms against eachother, a woman.
IC:
The Zenith was a stout ship. Built along the lines of the British 6th Rate class of light escort warships, it boasted 30 cannon, one hundred crew and a detachment of fourty Royal Marines. On it's own it boasted more guns than most Field armies. Capable of sailing at a fair clip and highly manuverable, an excellent all round ship. Right now she was gliding through the waters along the coast of China, it's master curious about the islands that had been spoken of by Portugese and Dutch traders they called Japan.
The ship was under the command of Captain Xavier Mathews of the Royal Navy. Physically striking, he was the kind of man that one expected when you said 'captain' Tall at six feet, his head topped with blonde hair, and his hard green eyes gazing out across the reasonably calm waters, he appreared serene and collected. He had the respect of his crew for his tactical brilliance and his noble bearing, he was no brutal task master, loyal to his crew, and treated his men fairly...they were willing to die for him. He was a marked contrast from another captain, standing on another ship, watching the ocean and looking for prey.
His crew called him the Crimson Demon. The illegitimate son of a Dutch captain and a Japanese mother, he had the asian features of his mother, but the bright red hair of his father. He'd grown up an outcast in his own family, becoming mean and cruel. He'd survived to the age of seventeen by theft and deception, then joined up with a Spanish ship that was plying it's trade in the south china seas. Life at sea had hardened him, and after staging a mutiny aboard ship and became a pirate. His ship had traved along the chinese coast, raiding, murdering, raping and pillaging with numerous crews and building the reputation of a brutal master of the seas. A reputation that had become to be noticed by the Europeans during their forays into the Orient.
Little did these two captains know that they were to find themseleves in a brutal conflict over one of the oldest of reasons that men took up arms against eachother, a woman.