Antonio Rosa-Brewtaker

Antonio Rosa-Brewtaker is the previous Pirate Lord of Barbossa, and head of the Rosa Family branch of the Brewtaker Family. He is currently the Servant of The Kraken.

Early life
Antonio was born into the Rosa family, a prominent family in Barbossa, and current governing family of Varina. Being the youngest of 3 children, Antonio was often neglected by his parents, even abused at times, causing him to grow up rebellious and quick-tempered. He would constantly get himself into trouble, either by stealing from citizens of Port Rosa, getting into fights, or trying to sneak his way into the crew of one of the many merchant ships traveling through Port Rosa. He even found himself joining into Le Rose Nere, the mafia-type group his uncle ran, much to his parents' displeasure. While in the LRN, Antionio would learn a lot about the world from his uncle. He learned how to bend rules and use his charisma to get what he wanted out of people, which would serve him well later in life. He quickly rose through the ranks, and on his 15th birthday, his uncle ordered him to kill for the first time. Antonio hated every second of it. But, he did it anyway, carrying out the hit, although it would severely harm his respect for his uncle. He started stealing from his uncle, conspiring against him, spreading rumors and even outright refused his orders sometimes.

By the age of 16, Antonio had all but left his family, even being kicked out of Le Rose Nere by his uncle for stealing numerous pieces of jewelry from him, including a gold chain which he refuses to take off to this day. It was around this time he met Giovanni Brewtaker, who would soon begin to fill the role of Antonio's father figure. Giovanni would train Antonio in the ways of leadership, attempting to turn him into a better person. This sort of worked, and by the age of 18, he had managed to completely overthrow his own family from their positions in Varina, leaving only himself as governor. He banished them from Varina, and later had them all assassinated when they moved to the Isle of Krakens. The only other living Rosa besides himself was his uncle, who still led Le Rose Nere. Since his uncle still secretly lived in Port Rosa, Antonio easily found out where he lived, killing him in his sleep. Now leading both Varina AND Le Rose Nere, Antonio had grown to become one of the most influential people in Barbossa. Due to his resentment for his family, he had their names scrubbed from all records, but still keeping the name, simply because he liked it.

Rise to power
Just two months before his 19th birthday, Giovanni had grown ill and adopted Antonio, leaving everything in his name to Antonio. Not even three days later, Giovanni died. Now, receiving even more wealth, Antonio felt invigorated to begin a conquest for even more power. However, Giovanni had already set a plan in motion, making a deal with Eleanor before he died to reinstate Barbossa, and having Antonio as its Pirate Lord. Antonio was notified by Eleanor, and decided to follow through with the deal, creating the 4th Pirate State of Barbossa. Soon after, old members of Barbossa started to return, starting with Philip Brewtaker. Phil demanded to be given Admiral, and Antonio really did not have any problem with that, so he appointed Phil to the position. The two would gradually start working closer with each other, leading them to basically co-run the nation.

Time as Pirate Lord
Barbossa under Antonio saw a huge boost in every aspect. The economy was brought back to life and the population spiked to the highest it had been since the Valorant War. Most importantly, however, piracy was back in Eldham. Within weeks, ships would regularly leave port, instructed not to return unless they raided at least 1 ship or port city. As chaos ensued across Eldham, more and more aspiring pirates flocked to the Isle, hoping for a new chance for glory.

Pretty soon, however, Antonio would run into his 1st global political test. His allies in Morladron were facing a civil war, and Antonio offered to annex their island of Scurvy Shores to help defend it. They agreed, and Barbossa officially joined the fight. The war, unfortunately, did not go so well for Barbossa, and even worse for Morladron. The breakaway state was aided by Sylvania and Paragon, and the merc group hired by Antonio, Vinovia, failed to even show up to the fight. After the dust settled, Morladron was wiped off the map, along with Scurvy Shores. With the loss of one of their closest allies, Barbossa was forced to give up influence in the region, leaving Sylvania and the breakaway state (now the OVU) to snatch up any remaining Morladron land there.

Descent into madness
One Day, while he was walking along the docks of Port Rosa, meeting with a merchant captain, a random member of the crew presented a weird object. It was a huge tooth, and the sailor brought it to Antonio, hoping he would know what it was. He also told Antonio he found it along the northern beach of Irulan, somewhere between S'koro and Cascade, while resupplying. Antonio spent days looking through archives, both in Port Rosa and the Isle, eventually turning his eyes to Palomara. There, he found a book on The Kraken, where a paragraph explained that the Kraken is said to have lost multiple teeth when it devoured Eldham, leaving them lost to the wilderness. It also stated that only a single tooth was ever found, and it was infused into a sword, granting its wielder mild control over the sea. Those who did not control the blade, but stayed close to it were driven mad, striking out at anyone at random. However, the Kraken deemed the man unfit for the privilege of its use, swallowing him, as well as the sword, the second he was on the sea again.

Then, Antonio had an idea. He brought the tooth to the armory, not telling them what it was and instructed them to fabricate a cutlass infused with the tooth. A week later, his blade was ready. He kept it wrapped in a towel, fearing what would happen if he decided to hold it properly. Nothing happened after a month, so he assumed he did something right. He eventually built up the courage to hold it. As he unwrapped the towel, he noticed how light it was, along with a faint orange pearlescent glint in the blade. When he held it by the handle, he felt it instantly become warm, and soon extremely hot. He couldn't bring himself to drop it, though, and it eventually cooled off. He then ran tests, proving that it was lighter than a regular cutlass, and almost seemed to swing itself in a form so perfect, it would be impossible for a human to recreate. It was also borderline indestructible, never seeming scratched or dented. Even snapping it seemed proved fruitless. He then tried to control the ocean, but after hours of failed attempts, he deemed it to just be a myth.

As days went on, Antonio became increasingly paranoid of the sea, to the point where he would refuse to go near it at all. He also started to notice some of his close members of government start to become short-tempered, as well as new faces striking up a conversation with him, or even just standing near him awkwardly. Exactly 3 months after he first held the cutlass, he had a strange dream.

"I was sitting, alone, in a small rowboat. I was completely surrounded by empty ocean, and a thick fog prevented me from seeing more than a few meters in any direction. The water was unusually dark, and almost sticky. After sitting in silence for what seemed like hours, a shadow-like humanoid figure started walking on the water towards my boat, holding the sword outright towards me. It handed me the sword and slowly vaporized into the air. I suddenly felt the urge to look into the water under me, and after doing so, I saw a single large eye staring back at me, just under the surface. After a moment of staring at each other, the gigantic creature rapidly swam off, and a large tentacle rose from the water, slowly coming back down to create a wave that pushed by boat to the shore. As soon as the boat contacted the sand, I awoke."

Immediately after waking up, he threw on clothes and rushed for the harbor. The docks were empty, and not a single ship was in sight. The sun had barely risen yet, and a light fog lay over the sea. Suddenly, a ship pulled into the harbor, and a single sailor got off and met Antonio. It was the same sailor that gave him the tooth. He asked "aye, ye wanna spill some blood?", and Antonio followed him onto the ship. Before he could wrap his mind around what was happening, he found himself in the middle of an intense cannonfire volley between his ship and another vessel. He began to order men around, and personally descended to the gun deck and redirected their aim to below the waterline. Soon, their ships got close enough to board each other, and men from his ship rushed in droves to their opponents. Within minutes, they had slaughtered every sailor from the other ship, and his men began dumping their bodies overboard, laughing wildly as they did, screaming "BLOOD AND BONE FOR THE KRAKEN" and "FOR THE ORDER". Antonio joined in on the chaos, shoving numerous corpses into the cold sea. Then, he blacked out, and woke up in his bed again.

He spent hours trying to figure out what just happened, and then he remembered what the sailors were shouting. "FOR THE ORDER", he had heard of The Order before. Then, it clicked. He was being tested by the Kraken, and he had passed. He proved that he was worthy of handling the blade's power. He also began to remember the faces of his fellow sailors. They were the same men who randomly started spending more time around him. They were The Order, and they just made him their leader.

Servant of The Kraken, Champion of Segra
A few months went by, and Antonio felt fine. He didn't feel like he was going mad, but some strange dull pressure always sat behind his right eye. The Order still maintained utmost secrecy, meeting monthly in the deepest parts of the cove in the Isle. During their third meeting, Antonio felt the pressure behind his eye turn to a sharp, stabbing pain. He screamed out in pain, while the members of The Order watched, confused. Just then, he felt his hand grab his cutlass. He wasn't in control of his own arm, which brought the blade up to his eye, and suddenly cut into it. Antonio could only scream in pain, as almost his whole body was paralyzed. After just a few seconds, he had cut out his own eye, and regained control of his body. The room fell silent, and remained that way for some time. Eventually, one member spoke out; "T'was The Kraken." Antonio looked at him, confused, blood slowly streaming from his now empty eye socket. "Well, 'tis rumored The Kraken'll make ye cut out one yer eyes when tha thing finally deems ye worthy. Yer it's servant now, cap." Antonio, blood still streaming from his head, ran out of the room, and over to Luciana's room. She was sharpening her cutlass, and looked up, horrified at Antonio. "Luciana," he mumbled, "I know its a bit sudden to tell you this, but I'm making you Pirate Lord, bye." He charged out of her room before she could say a word, and out to a rowboat. He then rowed as far as he could, as long as it wasn't in Barbossa.

He spent months at sea, with no food or water, yet he never felt hungry or thirsty. He just kept rowing... and rowing... and rowing. Eventually, he bumped into something. He turned to see what it was, and saw nothing. Then, a siren emerged from the water. It began to sing, and Antonio soon fell into a trance. His head was filled with memories and thoughts, but they weren't his. This siren was feeding him the memories of the dead, ideas started to form in his mind. Then, he felt a burning feeling in his chest. He felt his arms go numb, and he fell overboard.

He found himself staring into a bottomless abyss, and he felt it stare back. But then, he started to see something, as if an image was forming in the darkness. He could soon make it out, scenes of otherworldly monsters slaughtering entire villages. People fighting amongst themselves, and entire armies locked in a seemingly endless battle. One image started slowly making itself clearer, a figure, a woman. Dressed in white robes, skin almost as dark as the abyss behind her. He knew who it was. Segra. Then, it clicked. This was The Kraken ordering Antonio to follow Segra.

He dragged himself back onto his rowboat, the images under the waves still clouding his mind. After months at sea, he finally had a destination. He pulled out a map, drawing out directions to The Rattican. “Segra devastates the land, The Kraken swallows the seas…” he muttered, grabbing the oars and beginning his long journey.