Card Feyton

[Jesse]

History: At the age of twenty Card took a job on a pirate ship, simple deckhand duties, mostly as a way to find some adventure in his life. He soon had more than enough of that. Years passed and his body grew leaner and harder. Combat with other pirates was not a terribly uncommon thing, Card soon discovered that the best way to survive was to fight dirty and switch sides when the battle went south. Eleven years were spent drifting from ship to ship, eventually winding up working as a bodyguard of Captain Stein. Two years were spent on the Grace until a bloody revolt ended the captain's life. Once again, his ability to switch sides saved his life. Tired of working in such conditions, he requested to be dropped off at the nearest port.

And so he wound up in Peltarch, knowing next to nothing about the place, but assured of finding mercenary work to keep himself alive.

Appearance: Card stands at a height of roughly five feet and nine inches, although his habit of slouching often makes him appear less than that. Body lean from years of hard work aboard the ships, muscles built for endurance rather than sheer strength. His skin, darkened from his years spent in the sun, is covered in scars caused by rigging accidents or, more likely, the numerous fights he took part in.

Feyton's eyes are cold and appraising, treating everyone he meets as a potential opponent. He has witnessed too much in his thirty-one years for those green irises to show any warmth or friendship. His hair hangs lank arounds his ears, dark as the hulls of his first ship. Having spent the past eleven years of his life speaking Common with people from all over the world joined to various pirate ships his accent has become untraceable, although the odd Sword Coast inflection appears from time to time.

As for clothing, a mercenary considers staying alive to be a higher priority than looking good, and thus is to be found wearing whatever armour he can scrounge together.