Cassius of Darkholme

Name: Cassius of Darkholme
Player: Shan
Caste: Eclipse

Caste Abilities
Bureaucracy 4 (supernal)
Larceny 4
Occult 3
Sail 5
Socialize 3

Dodge 4
Melee 4
Presence 3
Resistance 2
War 4

Sail - Pursuit
Presence - Intimidation
Bureaucracy - Getting the Best Price
Larceny - Selling Stone Goods

Artifact - Eis-Herz 3
Resources - 3
Allies (Wife, Shiva) - 5
Artifact (Dance of Sunlight) 4
Command 2

Become the Worlds Greatest Pirate (Defining)
Lintha (Hatred) Major
Wife, Shiva (Eternal Love) Major
My ship (Shiva's Kiss) (Pride) Minor
The Golden Reavers (Crew) (Friendship/Loyalty) Minor

Frugal Merchant Method 283
Insight Buyers Technique 284
Consumer Evaluating Glance 284
Deft Officials Way 284
Salty Dog Method 386
Shipwreck Surviving Stamina 386
Immortal Mariner's Advantage 387
Legendary Captain's Signature 388
Excellent Strike 346
Fire and Stones strike 346
Peony Blossom Attack 346
Dipping Swallow Defense 346
Bulwark Stance 346
War God Descendant 419
Ox-Body Technique 375

Natural Soak 2
Chain Shirt 5
Final Soak 7

Parry 4
Evasion 4
Resolve 2
Guile 4
Join Battle 4

From the Diary of Cassius of Darkholme:

"I wish I could say I was a hero on the day I took the Second Breath, but I wasn't. I was a scared little boy, who missed his Mommy and Daddy, and wanted them to be safe...I guess i should start from the beginning. As usual, My father and I were...discussing, loudly, his desire for me to join his, and eventually my brother's Merchants-guard. I was an accomplished with a sword, I had a good head for numbers and I kept myself largely out of trouble, but I just couldn't.
I couldn't accept that I would spend my days as a sad soldier, guarding caravans and cargos and counting inventory. Even in the illustrious position as prince of Darkholme, well..still, I wanted more. I wanted to captain a ship! I wanted to be a brave buccaneer, fighting to defend my home, seeing the world. It's funny how destiny works..

So the arguing continued. Loudly, and my father, in a fit of great pique punched my spoiled face. This is the part where you'd expect that I challenged him to a duel, and we fought like warriors over our honor... No such luck. I ran like a child from the palace, crying and cursing my father's name, and I landed somewhere by the docks district in the arms of a number of beautiful ladies of the night, who were doubtlessly impressed by My Manly blubbering like an idiot over my stupid problems.

The resultant hangover probably should have killed me. I assume the Unconquered Sun wanted me to suffer for being an absolute pillock, but the screams...that was..new. at first I thought it was the screams of pleasure from the nearby rooms..but no..this was the War Wobbles, and Woots of the Lintha. A gang of cannibal pirates my fathers soldiers and sailors fought.
I rushed from the brothel, a bit of drool still clinging to my beard and ran for the safety of the palace, that's when I saw the flames. reaching high above the plantation outside my parents estate.

I dunno what took me then, because before long, I found myself screaming in Triumph as I smashed my father's merchant ship into the Lintha Captain's Hull....heedless of danger, and singing a sea shanty like a Sun-sick lunatic.."