Astrid Rackham

Captain Astrid Rackham is a pirate captain that is semi-well known across Eldham for her various exploits. She swears loyalty to all those who swear loyalty back to her, and has a strange moral compass that is hard to decode. She seemingly has no problem robbing people blind, but if an item has sentimental value, she tends to leave such things unharmed. Many victims of her raids, muggings, piracy, and kidnappings have taken note that anything with a portrait of a lover, urns, or even claims of land have remained completely intact despite their monetary value.

Early Life.
Astrid Rackham was born in a small port town outside of Eldham 18 years ago. Soon after this, her father passed and her mother left, leaving her to be raised by her sisters. Because of this, however, Astrid Rackham is a talented sailor. From a young age, she would accompany her sisters out at sea where they would teach her how to operate different kinds of sailing boats with proficiency. None of these boats caught her fancy as much as the sloop, however. A fast scouting boat that took few men to crew and could easily outrun any warship in any class.

Piracy.
Astrid found herself sailing with a small crew on a sloop. It was black as pitch and the captain slept in his quarters. She played a game of cards with the men at the table, a small but heavy sword on her hip. As they talked over their game, they began to discuss the captain. He hoarded their wealth for himself, giving it all to a crown that doesn't effect any of us. "All this work, and we see none of the fruits of our labor?" She began to orate. Rousing the men from their lazing about, she stormed to the Captain's quarters and drew her Flintlock Pistol at him. It was mutiny. They would not punish him severely, simply marooning him on an island in which Rum Runners frequent, as not to damn him to starvation. This act of mutiny placed Astrid Rackham as the captain of a ship for the first time in her life, and her piratical ways have not changed since.

To Eldham!
Sailing in her personal sloop, the Screaming Devil, Astrid drank a tankard of grog lazily as she sat near the poop deck of her vessel. Nothing of note nor excitement was happening. Wind in their sails and a false flag flown high, they appeared as a completely innocuous little boat. In her laziness, however, she failed to notice the waters turning red with blood. A great beast, a leviathan of rotting flesh and bone, charged from the waters and began it's assault on the sloop. She ordered her men to open fire on the beast, but with each cannon taking up to five minutes to reload, there was little hope. She began operating the firelock rifles mounted onto the gunwales, and as she opened fire, everything went to black. She awoke on a strange shore, vibrant with life and story and history. Eldham. She now lives each day in spite of the sea devil which damned her original crew to die, vowing to slay the Rotting Leviathan, no matter what it takes.

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