“Whatever life, memories or secrets Blue Eyes held in his previous memories matters little to him. For all he can remember, for the past century, he has been a pirate, a buccaneer, a bloodletter of the blue seas who has seen galleons swallowed whole by roaring waves, and stood upon the shore of every continent. There are none better than he, though his days of captaining are long past him and he now prefers to have the next chapters of his story written by the golden-eyed youth of his latest crew.
For the last hundred years of Harvold’s memories, he has been a pirate of the sea. Beyond that his memory turns to fog, like all Soulforged, yet he cares not for the plight of his kin nor the memories of past lives he has lost. All that he can remember is salt borne upon his chassis and his servos rocking with the waves. Whilst many of his kin have tried to tie him down with empty promises in their vain bids to study him, claiming him to be one of the last Soulforged in production, he gives them no quarter. Even those who paid up front a generous share of gold found themselves shortchanged when Harvold would sail from town that day.
For the better part of five decades he captained many ships across the seas of Minera, from the Twins to each corner of Edrador, and now in Tharador where he finds himself in blissful rest, retiring from his days of captaining. Now he simply wishes to be one with the tides, letting them take him where they wish as he acts as a humble crew member in a vessel of young blood and optimism. Though he knows the path that they are sailing will be into crimson waters, and before they end they each will find a gruesome end in their search for gold and glory.
But until that day, Harvold is happy to simply accompany them in their travels, gleefully plundering and bloodying the seas alongside the pirate crew. Though with Baradin’s sudden plans to search for the Damned Galleon, Harvold is beginning to see the writing on the wall, though he still aims to stay around to see how the story unfolds, sure that he would not perish if things were to unravel.”
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“Whatever life, memories or secrets Blue Eyes held in his previous memories matters little to him. For all he can remember, for the past century, he has been a pirate, a buccaneer, a bloodletter of the blue seas who has seen galleons swallowed whole by roaring waves, and stood upon the shore of every continent. There are none better than he, though his days of captaining are long past him and he now prefers to have the next chapters of his story written by the golden-eyed youth of his latest crew.
For the last hundred years of Harvold’s memories, he has been a pirate of the sea. Beyond that his memory turns to fog, like all Soulforged, yet he cares not for the plight of his kin nor the memories of past lives he has lost. All that he can remember is salt borne upon his chassis and his servos rocking with the waves. Whilst many of his kin have tried to tie him down with empty promises in their vain bids to study him, claiming him to be one of the last Soulforged in production, he gives them no quarter. Even those who paid up front a generous share of gold found themselves shortchanged when Harvold would sail from town that day.
For the better part of five decades he captained many ships across the seas of Minera, from the Twins to each corner of Edrador, and now in Tharador where he finds himself in blissful rest, retiring from his days of captaining. Now he simply wishes to be one with the tides, letting them take him where they wish as he acts as a humble crew member in a vessel of young blood and optimism. Though he knows the path that they are sailing will be into crimson waters, and before they end they each will find a gruesome end in their search for gold and glory.
But until that day, Harvold is happy to simply accompany them in their travels, gleefully plundering and bloodying the seas alongside the pirate crew. Though with Baradin’s sudden plans to search for the Damned Galleon, Harvold is beginning to see the writing on the wall, though he still aims to stay around to see how the story unfolds, sure that he would not perish if things were to unravel.”
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