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| Name: | Kilt Puppet |
| Location: | The Harbour |
| Rank: | Puppet Master (Bosun) |
Skills and Knowledge
2008
Passed testing for Navigator position of the Sun God.
2007
Boxing the Compass, Built Sextant
The Sun God - Passed Bells test
Noted Favors and Awards
2010
Madam Devyne - Key to the House
2009
The Sun God - Nautical Compass for work done on the ship.
Spitfire - Personal Favor pouch.
Captain Morgan - Favor for participating in the art auction.
Rogues Picnic 2009 1st Place - Golden Apple
2008
Rogues Poker Tourney 2008 - Gold Medal - Second place overall, first place of Rogues
Daphne TartNSweet & Stalkie McGroper - Gold coin, for One year of sobreity.
Spitfire - Personal Favor
Horni - Personal Favor
Patience Galore - Personal Favor, for helping out.
Captain Muttq - Regiment Coin, for sobreity.
2007
Commodore Hawk - Compass, welcome to the Rogues
Kaushunn - Cthulhu, for SnF service
Vindorein - Tea Kettle, for 196 days sober
Fin - Dealer Favor, for SnF Poker Tourney help
Prince Charming - Knight of Charming favor
Rogues Picnic 2007 Frisbee Toss 1st Place - Charades 1st Place
2006
Commodore Hawk - Favor for helping cleanup
Madam Cricket - Favor for helping cleanup
Captain Full Moon - Favor for helping cleanup
Captain Muttq - Favor for helping out
Biography
A man lay, battered and beaten. His skin is weathered and burned, as only the sea can create. Behind him, a faltering path of footsteps across a windswept beach. The sands stained of blood where the man lays. In his right hand, a flintlock, it's load discharged. About his shoulder, a sheathe for a cutlass. Empty. The waves crash against the figure again and again, the salt water cleansing the body, even as it slowly kills him.
Two figures along the beach. One, Stalkie McGroper, Bosun of the Sun God. The second, one Lady Merlot, Scribe of the Rising. Both obviously drunk, and both in low spirits. They pass the body without a second glance. Or maybe one glance. The one named Stalkie turns around. "No, it can't be." He starts to continue his walk, but stops and turns around. "He wouldn't be that stupid, would he?" Merlot's eyebrows raise from under her hat. "Friend?" "Aye." Like a sack of potatoes, the man name Stalkie picks up the unconscious man, unceremoniously throwing him over his shoulder. "Be a love and grab his flintlock, would you? And his 'at too. Can't go without that...." Without another word, the two turn, continuing their trek through the beach.
....to be con't.
