Specializing in the Sweet Trade Wealth Redistribution, mischief making, adventure seeking, freedom fighting, treasure hunting, freelance poaching and roasting, highway opportunist, and debauchery with the occassional Gentleman! T'was war that envoked m' wild spirit, whisking me away from my innocence. Placing me upon the path to adventure, debauchery and chaos! Those ways drove me to piracy. A black heart and blood lust then drove me further giving in to every deadly sin. Weapons upon my form and at the ready. Intimidating and wild. Courageous and crazy. Haunting and hapless. Throughout the 18th century I roam. Be it a ship upon the Seven Seas or horseback over uncharted and colonized land, you will find me in the midst of adventure... the heat of battle... or a Gentleman's arms. Where ever the wind takes me, Adventure awaits me, the Spirits beacon me... and so my heart wishes to comply.
Born to a blacksmith and a merchant's daughter, growing up with a hidden desire for adventure. The girl became a Lady who's fortune was not normality, but a path of mystery. Forced from the familiarity of home into the midst of war. To survive, she had to hide in plain sight. From Gentlewoman of Society to Dragoon, soiling her hands with the blood of many. From Dragoon to captive of a British Colonel who was her enemy only to become his Fiancee. From Fiancee to mourning the Colonel's demise at the hands of the Spaniards to Adventuress of the New World with a Frenchman and Spaniard. From Adventuress to Harem Slave of a Persian Prince. From Slave to an Apprentice Big Ben Copper, a friend and mentor. From an Apprentice of a Privateer to a mysterious Pirate Lady sailing forever on the Sea of Stars searching for her Beloved and seeking her fortune in the mortal world.
Sister of the Siren, Beloved of a man Hell hath spat out, servant of the Sea, one of Blackbeard's Angels.
"Tempt Fate! an' toss it all t' Hell!"
The Resurrection, an elegantly haunting bloody crimson and charred black ship, elaborately carved with figures of Gods, mythical beings and ghastly images giving the appearance to some a vessel of legend. Masts are charred black with hints of red claimed to be blood. The sails are deep crimson some swear has been soaked blood. The charred figurehead of a skeletal Angel rising from the flames of Hell with the left hand outstretched towards it's prey as though in desperation to grab it while the other holds a blackened heart. Incorporating sweeps plus fully rigged; square and fore-and-aft sails with studding sail, to ensure it's speed to reach it's destination, be it near or far, be it a prize or a port. Similiar in shape and style to the Soleil Royale. The crew is a hodgepodge of murderers, thieves and misfits. All doomed and damned by God, the Law and the Devil. Marks on their body from narrow brushes with death. Each one of them the epitomy of the 7 Deadly Sins… but none so much as their Captain!