

I was born for the seas, my father a fisherman and my mother the daughter of a well-known pirate. I was raised among the riff raff of divinity's reach and upon the creaking old boards of a ship, living alongside weathered men and women who fought to make a living against the vial scourge that is the krait and Zhaitan’s minions and his undead ships.



My father and mother were lost to a risen ship when I was only eleven. My sister raised me from then on living in the squalor of Divinity’s reach. She worked hard to keep us fed and clothed working as a scullery maid. She learned to fight from a guard who had taken a liking to her and I watched as she learned how to use a sword. I in turn began to practice. Using a fire poker at the best of times while using a stick at the worst. When I was old enough my sister left me to join the seraph and before I knew it I received notice that she had been captured and killed. Alone in the world with no family or fortune to sustain me I found work at the docs and working on the ships that my father once plied his trade upon. When I was not needed at the docs I fancied myself a sell sword, excellent with a sword and dagger and not too bad a shot with a pistol either I made decent money escorting villagers from town to town as well as some of the nobles that passed through some of the more seedier parts of Tyria. I was content for a time but adventure ran red in my veins and soon the whispers came calling asking me to run messages for them. It was exciting for a time and I thought I was invincible but, I was soon to learn that was untrue. We were attacked by risen. The ship I had been working on and using to transport the messages from place to place was attacked and sunk. I only managed to survive because of an old sea farer that had been on the ship and taken me under his care. We escaped the wreckage and arrived on the shores of Southsun. My left eye gone and nearly blind in the other. I knew my life would be over but then the man that I called friend revealed that he was an Atherblade Pirate and that I needed to choose. Fallow him or swim with the Sharks.



I chose life and with that came the technology of the Atherblades. I was in surgery for a long time my left eye unable to be saved it was replaced my an optic device that allowed me to see once again while my other eye was saved with only minor damage. I joined his crew and came under his command. He taught me how to shoot properly with a pistol and rifle, how to fly airships and repair them. I was indebted to him and the Atherblade but when a Sylvari came around and started promising things my captain refused her while Mai trin agreed to fallow. My captain was killed by Horrik and the rest of the crew ran. I took up the mantle as captain and joined the Pact gathering up my mentor’s old crew while replacing a few members along the way but our rag tag crew became one of the best airship crews in the fleet.



Our ship was damaged in the fights against the mordrum in the Maguuma wastes while trying to help both Pact and Zepherites in the area. We were left back in Silverwastes to help keep the camps running while our ship was repaired while the rest of the Pact fleet headed to the Maguuma Jungle to fight Mordremoth. We were safe from the attack but had to slay a few of our crew who took to the call of Mordremoth and now that the pact has been decimated my crew has decided to help rebuild the fleet while it seems life has come full circle and once again I find myself once again in the bars of Divinity’s Reach drinking ale and waiting at the Dead End Tavern for the next person with some gold in their pocket and a dangerous place they need getting to.



“So Cillia the scallywag sent ya. You want to go to Maguuma. Yeah I'm the sell sword you want but from the looks of ya you can't afford the greatest sword of the jade seas.”



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Hello all,



This is my first entry at GW2Style though I have been a member since January and I've been watching the entries almost every day. I decided to make my first post for the GuildWarsDyeJob contest for steampunk. I saw a lot of girl characters going in so I figured I'd make a male character with a bit more of the victorian look and decided to go with a sell sword/Airship Captain. I love creating characters and stories to go along with them. I hope you enjoy Colt as much as I do. Please leave comments and let me know what you think :)



