Redder

Lore:

Organizing a crew is no easy task, whether it'd be for an actual purpose or just for fun. Wether you treat it without the utmost seriousness or it's just another day you wish to get done with. Making sure that every person you recruit is competent with no ulterior motive, never holding a knife behind their back with your name on it, waiting to be embedded behind your back. And for the Bilgerat, it's even harder. With nine tenths of all the population of this forsaken pirate-ridden hole of a city being a scum among scums who would sell their mother for a silver serpent, it's no surprise that most people prefer to stay away from it. Always watch your back; always know your enemy; always be one step ahead. Those who do not live by this creed find themselves sunken in the depths of the ocean. That is, if you're part of a crew. But for those who keep to themselves, going about the day is slightly less stressful. One such Bilgerat is Redder. Solitary as the sharks he hunts, this eccentric hunter prefers to stay away from the lot that Bilgewater has to offer, knowing full well what length each and every filth will go to stain others. So far, it hasn't failed him, as he remains alive and in good financial conditions… relative to a Bilgerat, of course. Though he makes a standard living, it's only enough to get him through the days in Bilgewater. And even though his methodology is unique, it doesn't really work for him on the long-term. For Redder does something special: by himself, he takes a small boat with enough food just for the day. Swims miles away off shore where all the azure sharks circle endlessly. With his family heirloom, a rattle made of seashells wrapped around his forearm, he lures the sharks by shaking it above water. Attracted to the noise, the sharks come swimming upwards to the surface, where Redder would stab them in a flurry of spears customized to his delight. In a matter of a second, the shark is riddled with colorful spears and bleeding to death on the boat. As unique as it might sound, nobody really cares of a lonely fisherman who stabs sharks faster than a Bilgerat can riddle another rat with bullets. Though this gift of his, and the circumstances of his way of life, holds greater importance then Redder was lead to believe. For on one miserable day, as in every Bilgewater day, Redder was suddenly circled by a group of green sharks, floating about the air, seemingly spirits in nature. At first he thought it might be the Harrowing, though he quickly realized it was not. Trying to remain calm as he has never seen this sight before, the spirit sharks simply circled him with no ill-desire. But as he moved his arm, the rattle would shake and make noise, and the spirit sharks would swim faster in the air. And then, they just went away. Redder quickly ran after them, believing it to be a sign of sorts. And as he followed, he eventually reached a back alley. There, he saw a man standing above a woman, lying on a floor in a pool of blood. The man quickly rushed at Redder with a knife. Though if he knew what awaited him, he would've ran, as he was riddled with five spears on his chest before he could even blink. And there, Redder stepped over the dying man to reach the woman. Alas, he was too late, as she was already dead. Of course, such is Bilgewater, a place where no one is safe. But then he realized, the spirit sharks were telling him more than what he knew. They were guided by the sound of the rattle and in turn, he was guided by them. The rattle is more than what he knew all his life, as there was something greater to his lineage. What is the rattle and where did it come from? But above all, why does it attract spirit sharks to it? Who or what has the answers? Possibly the spirit sharks. Because they continue to move, around and about the sound that the rattle makes. Redder decided that the secret lies in what the spirit sharks are trying to tell him. If not with words, then with the movements of their fins. Now, it's just another adventure to go on. Much like any other adventure Redder goes on when fishing for sharks. But like every fishing adventure, and every good fisherman, without or without a crew, he must prepare his food. Who knows how long this will take.

Appearance:

Redder is a Bilgerat with olive skin. He is shirtless as per a fisherman who does everything by himself at sea, wearing only Bilgewater pants. His torso is covered in various tattoos with Bilgewater motifs. On his right forearm, the rattle made of seashells is wrapped around it, which he uses to attract the sharks. He carries with him customized swords (which for some reason are referred to by him as Shark Spears) on his back which, for lack of a better description, have the color scheme of candy cane, so that it would appear bright and colorful to the eyes of a shark, further attracting it.