Hannibal "Jag-Tooth" Rockwell

Captain Hannibal Rockwell
Hannibal "Jag-Tooth" Rockwell is a Barbossan Pirate, known as The Hero of the Battle of Peril Cay by pirates and The Will of the One-Eyed Kraken by merchants. He sells drugs, owns a mysterious Kraken book, and enjoys pillaging and drinking Grog.

Looks, Personality, Age, Etc.
Hannibal Rockwell is a tall man with ginger hair and a long stride. He is intelligent, or as intelligent as a pirate can be, and is very patriotic for Barbossa. He hates when people try to outplay him by mentioning just slightly more daring tales, or just slightly more cunning escapes. He is proud of his ship and his crew and prioritizes his ship over any human on earth, well, back when he had a ship. He retired and settled down in the Isle of Krakens when he was 38. He is a male, a human, and believes in Deep Sea Faith. He currently owns and runs a tavern in the Isle and tries to stay out of trouble, living peacefully. He resides in Eldham, but has visited Rathnir during his many famous raids.

Birth and Early Life
Hannibal Rockwell, as a child nicknamed Hannibal the strange, was born in a small tribal village named Tezcametl. His birth was unplanned and happened when a pirate captain had a run in with a native woman of Tezcametl. As a child, he was ostracized from most of the tribe, and was raised by a reclusive village elder. At the age of 6, the elder, who happened to be the tribe's so called crazy-man, taught Hannibal of a great being that lived in the ocean. He taught him the rituals, sacrifices, and ceremonies that would please this deity of the sea. At the age of 10, Tezcametl was raided again, not as peacefully this time. The pirates razed the village, killed the elder, and kidnapped Hannibal. He was yet again adopted by a quartermaster of the pirate fleet. Hannibal, mad at the pirates for murdering his "father", decided to see if he could call on this great deity of the sea he had learned about. He performed a ritual in the deepest corner of the ship, using the captain's parrot as a sacrifice. "Of blood and bone, of blood and bone, of blood and bone..." he chanted. A few moments passed, and Hannibal had lost all hope when suddenly, the raid bell rung. He rushed to the deck, and sure enough, he saw the pitch black water, the red clouds, the lightning. It had worked. The tentacles tore through every ship in the fleet. A feared band of pirates, numbering about 1500 across 8 ships, quickly met their fates in the depths of the ocean. Hannibal was thrown off the ship near the end of the attack. He was struggling to swim to the surface when the darkness of the water subsided momentarily and he saw, unmistakably, the bright yellow eye of the creature who had answered his call. After this encounter, he struggled to find shelter and something to do to sustain his orphaned self.

Barbossa
Starving, cold, and out of hope, he stumbled through the night into a small port town in a land not far from Tezcametl. The inhabitants of the town seemed similar to those who had taken him from his home in Tezcametl and forced him to run cannonballs and powder between cannons. Great, more pirates. When he walked into an inn, he was greeted with fierce pirates, some with golden teeth, some with hooks for hands, and all smelled potently of rum and grog. He asked if he could possibly sleep at the inn for that night, just until the storm passed. The innkeeper agreed as long as he lent a helping hand tomorrow, which just so happened to be a major pirate holiday. "Day of the Depths" it was called. No pirate dared grace the water with their presence on such a day. The kraken and other sea folk were on the hunt the entire day. This meant a bunch of rowdy pirates, all drunk, all fighting, all smelly. Hannibal helped out where he could. Selling rum, washing dishes, whatever task the innkeeper could come up with, he did. At the end of the day, he had served about 400 pirates. This was a shock to him, seeing as he had only witnessed a total of 15 other people in the village the night before. He was tired and hungry. The innkeeper fed him and promised him another night of shelter. After working for a few weeks, he eventually dreamed of being a pirate. A bad taste was left in his mouth after the razing of Tezcametl. But, after seeing how much fun pirates had, he decided he could become one and just skip the raiding, pillaging, looting, and killing part. He signed up to be a powder monkey on a ship named, "The Crimson Dawn." The ship, named after Captain Zherros "Crimson" Andreus, was full of fun things to do when he wasn't ferrying gunpowder to and fro.

The One-Eyed Kraken
He had many encounters with other pirate crews and merchant vessels while being a powder monkey. Eventually, upon turning 18, he was granted official pirate status by the captain. He was popular with the higher ranks, mainly because he slipped them extra rum and grog on lazy nights when rations had to be enforced, so he soon found himself a quartermaster. After his quartermaster duties of documenting rations, powder, cannonballs, etc., he could be found experimenting with the small, forgotten brewing station in the chef's quarters. During an exceptionally long period of merchant-less weeks, he figured out the basic process of making rum. He eventually perfected other recipes such as, most importantly, grog. One night, while on the trail of an extremely wealthy merchant vessel, he saw red storm clouds on the horizon, followed by pitch black water creeping towards them. Hannibal remembered these signs to be those of the One-Eyed Kraken's presence. Scared, he alerted the crew of what was about to attack them. After being on high alert for an hour, the crew scolded Hannibal and went back to drinking. He swore he remembered the signs clearly. He thought long and hard about it, sitting on the bow of the ship. All of a sudden, right before the sun went down below the horizon, he was pulled down into the depths by a tentacle. The motion had happened so quickly and quietly, no one noticed his absence. Struggling to break free from the kraken's grasp, he was plunged deeper and deeper into the abyss. After a handful of seconds, He could again see the one eye shining bright in the murky water. Out of breath, he passed out. When he awoke, the crew surrounded him on the deck of the ship. He was seen floating beside the ship and was pulled aboard. He had been out for an hour. He assured the crew he was fine and went to his quarters. Inside his jacket pocket, he found a small book. That hadn't been there before. The title read, "Ab'iscel Magas." When he unlatched the front and opened to the first page, he heard ritualistic chanting as he read onward. The book was written in a strange tongue he hadn't seen before. Curious, he stashed it in a secret area he kept most of his valuables and went back to his duties. This was not the final time he would cross eyes with the kraken.

Captain Hannibal Rockwell
After numerous successful raids and a lack of wanting to waste his earnings on rum, Hannibal's pockets were filled. He said farewell to, "The Crimson Dawn," and moved into the aptly named, Isle of Krakens. The Isle of Krakens was full of people who worshiped the sea deity he had learned about all those years ago. He found numerous temples, shrines, and holy sites supposedly dedicated to the One-Eyed one. After settling down for a while and taking advantage of the skills in brewing he learned during his free time on the ship, he eventually had enough coin to fund the construction of a ship and the hiring of a crew. He commissioned a galleon named, "The Will of the Kraken," and hired a crew. He was a very successful captain, single-handedly sinking 3 galleons sent by the royal navy in a battle that went down in pirate history. His success brought him fame among the pirate community. However, it also brought him infamy in the bounty hunting community. Although a feared pirate, he stepped down as captain of, "The Will of the Kraken," and went back to his hobby, brewing. Many consider this the beginning of the end of the first golden age of piracy. Hannibal can now be found in the Isle of Krakens, studying the mysterious book he was gifted by the One-Eyed one himself, brewing rum, and occasionally partaking in pirate raids just for the hell of it.

The Nickname
Hannibal chose the last name Rockwell when he entered the pirate business as a Quartermaster. His nickname, however, was granted to him after an especially tense meeting with the royal navy on the high seas. It was his second or third time being confronted by the royal navy. But unlike the previous single ship encounters with the navy, he was up against three ships of the line. He was bound and tied to the mast of his very own ship. All hope was lost until, staring death in the eyes, the first mate kicked a lieutenant in the gut and took his gun before he had time to be stopped. Seeing the opportunity, Hannibal bit the hand of the sailor who was holding him at gunpoint so hard, his teeth hit bone. The impact fractured 5 of his teeth, and left a mark similar to that of a shark in the victim. He snatched the gun out of the hand of his captor and, well, you know the rest of the story. He fought the navy scum off of his ship and eventually sunk the other 3 ships with the help of an ingenious invention one of his quartermasters had thought up. The invention was quite simple, hollow the cannonball out even more and fill it with more gunpowder. That is the tale of how Hannibal became known as Captain Hannibal "Jag-Tooth" Rockwell.

Recent Developments
Recently, Hannibal has become very aggressive. Many believe it's the book he is constantly reading. He never puts it down or lets it out of his sight. For the safety of the town, Hannibal has been forced into a Quartermaster role on the ship, "Grog Solstice". The crew note that he has reverted back to the blood hungry pirate captain he once was, just with less control over himself and less respect towards his adversaries. He is still considered a valuable asset to the captain, however sometimes is kept in the brig overnight to prevent any crew v crew disputes. Will the second golden age of piracy finally begin; Will Hannibal be the figurehead of pirates once more?