Name: Samuel Lawrence
Description: Dirty blond hair that goes to his shoulders, but he almost always has it pulled back into a horsetail. He has a pleasant face that is only marred by a small burn scar under his right eye that is almost shaped like a teardrop. His skin is rather pale and he tends to burn easily in the sun, and his nose is speckled with a light dusting of freckles. He has big brown eyes that are framed with thick lashes that make him look much younger than he is. He likes to keep clean shaven because he doesn’t grow a beard very well, and when it does come in it is rather sparse and patchy. He stands about 5’9” and he looks skinny despite his broad shoulders and muscular arms from his years working in the forge. He has big hands that are rough with callouses and burns.
Position on crew/profession: Passenger/ Blacksmith
Weapons: Mostly just his blacksmithing tools which can be used as weapons in great need, though he does keep a short knife in his belt.
Personality: The best word to describe him is reserved. People tend to think him shy or dumb because he doesn’t like to speak much, but that is mostly just because he generally just doesn’t have anything to say. He taught himself to read and write, and he will speak if he must. But he prefers to listen and observe those around him, and if you’re lucky, or especially witty you’ll catch him smiling or laughing. He gets incredibly nervous around ladies, and probably wouldn’t be able to utter a single word around a pretty one even if he wanted to. He hates bullies, and he isn’t afraid to defend those who can’t defend themselves, though he won’t start violence just for the sake of violence.
Bio: All that is known is that he served as an apprentice for most of his life, and as soon as he could, he bartered for passage aboard the Flourish, the first ship he came to, presumably to get as far away as he could.
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