Nicknames: Captain. Though less a nickname and more a title; unless you're damn close to him, or don't favor your fingers, you'll stick to just that.
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: StarWeaver
Orientation: Ace
Height: 5'8"
Body build: Built for speed and flexibility, so more lean than muscular.
Hair color/style: Short and messy, coming with a natural curl when he tries to groom it properly.
Markings, tattoos and other features: None that aren't shown in his picture.
Likes: Booty. Lots of booty. Booty booty booty booty rockin' errywhere. As in treasure, the anatomical booty is in passing thoughts because he has his eyes on the prize and it's what glitters the brightest. He's pretty keen on his sins such as greed, gluttony, sloth, and a touch of lust. Aaand also takes a shine to the head of the naval fleet, but in a cat and mouse sort of way; him being the cat, and the naval captain being the beaten rodent. His hat, and like any good pirate, the sea.
Dislikes: Not having the booty. 'Parley', to the darkest depths of Hellsgate with you if you even fancy the notion of uttering such a word. Disrespect- he'll have your life if you step out of line.
Personality: He's a man for theatrics; a thespian in pirates clothing, with a little fool to boot. Caspian is quick with a joke and a laugh, though more often times than not, it's at someone else's expense. Caspian is loyal to his men, as it is better to keep mutinous thoughts at bay when loved, not feared. Nevertheless, if pressed the wrong way, he has a temper and he's not one to play the bigger man and take the high road.
Relationships/History: Captain of Mazu's Wrath, and his band of dirty cut throats. Anything before that is history never written.
His voice: The male's voice.

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