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Name: Chase Trask Height: 5”11 Weight: 162 lb Hair colour: Dark Brown Eye Colour: Green Descriptive Example:  He stood on the bow of the ship and looked out toward the city they were leaving behind. It was his city they were leaving, his home that was slowly becoming further and further away as the ship made its way through the labyrinth like docks and out into the ocean. Chase Sawyer Trask measured at five foot, eleven inches,an average height for these parts, and shared with his people the characteristic broad shoulders and lean build they were known for. Where his physique was typical of his homeland, his face and hair showed something more. Brown hair bordering on black, rather than blonde, fell loosely around his face and shortened at the back matching the style of the day, and it was a green fire that burned in his eyes, not the pale gold of most of the natives of Fairview. The ship, having finally been waved through the final checkpoints by the Dockmaster, now exited the docks into open water giving those on board full view of the cityscape. Towers vied for command of the skyline, creating a crowded ugly look to the city state that had once been, and was named after, it's beautiful landscape where nature met the modernized world had once met equally.

The Sweet Amelia was one of that fastest ships to ever touch water...or so it's captain Rowan Shantir would proudly boast to anyone that gave him the time of day. The ship, like it's owner, towered over those around it. Scorned by traders and naval men alike, the Sweet Amelia was beloved by her crew. Taking the Captain at his word, the ship had once been feared far and wide as the vessel of the notorious Pirate Hagar the HangedMan more then two hundred years ago. Amelia was a a hybrid ship, a mix of the old word and new; she comprised of wood and steel in equal measure and while she still utilized masts and sails, a mechanical heart now hummed in her hull bringing power to the ship and helping to propel her swiftly through the waves.