Name: Jeffory "Blinks" McMillan
Age: 18
Race:Gobbo
Zone of Birth: Calico Redistribution Company
Class:Swashbuckler Outlaw
Current Employment Alignment: Freelancer
Description: A feminine bodied, unmodified, gobbo guy of middling height for his kind, with sandy blond hair and more yellow than green skin. He wears tough synth-leather, metal-toed combat boots, metallic knee pads, and suspended pinstripe trousers. He wears a very valuable synthweave handkerchief about his throat as a form of discrete protection to his vitals there, and a harness from which his long, stiletto-thin blade hangs in its sheath. He lost his right eye on a dare, and keeps the results covered by a black eyepatch marked with an X because he thinks it makes him look dashing.
Personality: A relaxed gobbo even by gobbo standards, he is not what you would expect for someone to be if you told them he was a flamboyant pirate. He doesn't speak much, but despite his taciturn nature, he tries to stand out with his actions, always the center of the action and the first over the rail and down the boarding lines.
Abilities: Not much of a speaker, Blinks was named as such because he was fast enough that if you blinked you'd miss him. He puts that talent to good use with a flashy fighting style that draws the eyes to him. Despite his young age, he has shown enormous skill with the blade, and is eager to continue to expand his skills.
Relationships:
The McMillan Clans - Various families have been claiming they're all descended from the immortal queen one way or another for centuries now. Maybe even some of them are. They are a fractious, cantankerous lot with various claims to which of them is the "real deal" and both alliances and disagreements. If anyone were to suggest that they perhaps, just, ASK "Mad" Maggie McMillan, the consensus response would be "What? And ruin the fun?" For his part, Blinks pretty much assumes that if the immortal pirate queen IS an ancestor of his, it's so far back that it doesn't much matter; He just appreciates the 'lucky charm' status that having the same last name earns him.
Important Life Moments:
Born to one of the various gobbo families claiming to be from the McMillan family (of which they were just one of many different races claiming as much). While he was never a chatty kid, he WAS fast, and he picked up lessons fast. As he grew up in the gobbo encampments he took to practicing the moves in comics and pirated school entertainments.
When he was old enough to leave the encampments, he went to join up with one of the Calico Pirate vessels. After nearly laughing themselves sick at the idea of a tiny, soft spoken gobbo being fit to be more than a cabin boy. He quickly put those concerns to rest by beating the biggest, toughest crew member in a duel, and then going on a drunken rampage with his new crewmates which resulted in him losing his eye in a late night dare involving 40 litres of hot sauce, a cargo crate of rubber duckies, and a four foot length of industrial spring. Since then, he's become something of the crew's good luck charm, as many people bearing the McMillan name are treated, though he prefers to laze about on deck observation, or to tumble in another shift's bunk when it's his turn to be on shift, to real work, he's always ready for a fight.
Quotes:
"Mmmm... that's gonna hurt."
"H'yup."
"Bet you I can."