08-01-2018, 12:34 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞
Pincher at the moment was trying to find some decent wood for a cookout that he was planning to do since he had been craving over the fire cooked food, specifically fish. Despite having a dark past with not so fond memories of his father and his relationship, he had always appreciated on being taught how to make a good dinner out of what the sea had to offer. The broad-shouldered jaguar was weaving through the rich vegetation of the jungle, his ice blue eyes narrowing as he pawed at some leaves that had gotten in the way before hearing the faint ring of the bell from the border that was at the only connection of the island and the rest of the territories it was connected to. His long tail flicked behind him as the wildcat stepped onto the sandy shores to halt beside the others that appeared to be speaking to someone interested in joining.
Elizabeth. The tattooed jaguar tipped his down to look at the dark brown eyed gaze of the female, his own cool stare connecting as he flashed a light smirk towards her direction while he gave a nod. He noticed the hat that decorated her head and it seemed she explained where she had gotten it from. Late father? He was tempted to ask who it might be but the probability of him knowing who they were seemed slim. "Well, Elizabeth, welcome to the Typhoon. My name is Pincher, the captain of the crew. If you have any questions or hell even comments, you can find me probably drunk at the tavern." The male greeted and lightly joked, giving a light nod of his head as he introduced himself. Hopefully she would like the crew even if some tended to be rough around the edges, they were still all good in his eyes.
Elizabeth. The tattooed jaguar tipped his down to look at the dark brown eyed gaze of the female, his own cool stare connecting as he flashed a light smirk towards her direction while he gave a nod. He noticed the hat that decorated her head and it seemed she explained where she had gotten it from. Late father? He was tempted to ask who it might be but the probability of him knowing who they were seemed slim. "Well, Elizabeth, welcome to the Typhoon. My name is Pincher, the captain of the crew. If you have any questions or hell even comments, you can find me probably drunk at the tavern." The male greeted and lightly joked, giving a light nod of his head as he introduced himself. Hopefully she would like the crew even if some tended to be rough around the edges, they were still all good in his eyes.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞