Kendra

Kendra grew up with both her parents for the first few years of her life. Her father was abusive towards her mother. She didn't understand it but her father left for long periods of time through the years of her life. Sometimes she would only see him once every few years. Her mother wouldn't talk about it, but anytime her father was home he would tell her all about his adventures and all the myths of the sea.

Getting into her teen years she watched her mother break down multiple times. She told her what happened behind closed doors, and told her about how he's left for good, not coming back. She didn't think much of it not believing any of it at first. After a few years of not seeing her father, she slowly realized that he wasn't coming back.

Around the age of sixteen, Kendra came home from her job on the docks to find her mother had taken her own life. She was devastated, reading over the note left by her mother. The note said she was sorry, and that the house and everything in it was hers. She was shocked, on the bottom of the note was information about her Father, His full name, and what he went by for his crew, His ships name, and The Jolly Rodger he flew above his ship.

She didn't have a plan for any of this, She knew they had an old gun her father used, along with a sword of his. She had to admit sailing the open seas sounded like a fun idea but she wasn't a captain, she had never even been on a ship while on the sea. She knew she had to do something though. She was always good in a scrap so she asked around about getting the sword sharpened. Once it was and once she knew the Pistol was usable she went looking for a job as a guard for market ships. For the next few years, she jumped from ship to ship learning to fight with multiple types of firearms but always kept that pistol by her side.

After all the years of going ship to ship and working as a guard against pirates, and just general protection. One of the ships she was on was stopped mid trade line, the ship was a smaller one and while fast knew they couldn't outrun or outfight the men on the other ship. They accepted stopping for the pirates.

The other crew boarded the smaller ship, there was an air of fear all across the crew, only the Kendra and the others hired as guards were angry that they just accepted to yield. The quartermaster making an off comment about Kendra caused her to snap back. Expecting anger there was actually laughter from the proposed quartermaster. Kendra was actually surprised it had seemingly lightened the mood for her. Under some weird circumstance, the merchant crew had struck a deal with Kendra and one of the other guards going unopposed to it.

Kendra and one other had joined the crew in exchange that the pirates wouldn't take far too much from the merchants. They still took a bit of the stock but it was far less as the trade included two able-bodied fighters.

She never got into any of the big ranks on board but she was shown to be a valuable asset to the team in a fight. She wasn't really afraid of death anymore, seeing how she knew at any time she could die on the open seas. giving her the ferocity of someone who had nothing to lose. and truthfully she didn't.

it took a few years but she had gained notoriety on the ship, the hateful fighting, her quick mouth, and a jokeful attitude towards even the captain, gave her a place on the ship. She didn't like it though, the ship was set to finding anything of real significance, only looking for small trinkets, nor did they care to even think of going to find her father. She took it into her own hands seeding the idea of a mutiny and mostly letting things plan themselves out.

The mutiny came and she was ready, she got the crew turned on the captain, they fought and killed nearly anyone who sided against them. Giving both the captain and Quater master a small dingy to row back to a shore. Kendra took the moment to take the spot as captain instead. Taking to looking for both her father and for the myths, she was always told about by her father.