Post by ranguvar on Sept 18, 2012 5:54:50 GMT -5
Name: Ginteer Flask
Picture/Physical Appearance: A dark gray rat with strangely bright green eyes.
Age: 20 seasons
Species: Rat
Personality: He's clever and cruel. Calculating, planning, and attacking nearly all the time, except when he's sleeping. No one knows what he might do next.
Likes: Watching a prisoner suffer, laying traps, and drinking grog.
Dislikes: Getting captured by the enemy, losing a battle, having over half his army killed in battle.
Plans: He doesn't have any plans at the moment...
History: He has been a captain for nearly his whole life. He's been able to accomplish that by, when he was young, he assassinated the captain in his bed. Then, by right, he became caption. The crew learned that if you just did every thing right away, you were fine.
He sailed to Mossflower Wood after hearing that the Abbey had been destroyed. He hoped that there were still many of the Abbey beasts left so that he could take some oar-slaves. When he arrived he found that he could join forces with an even greater army and destroy Redwall.
Sample Post: Ginteer Flask stared out over the horizon, watching the dark blot on the horizon draw closer. He gripped the rail even harder as he imagined the loot and plunder he could gain from this 'Abbey'.
"Cap'n," A stoat muttered from behind him.
"What?" He snarled at the hapless beast.
"Er...we've spotted land."
"I know that." Ginteer said softly, coaxing. That was usually a bad sign for the crew beasts. The stoat gulped. "Tell the crew beasts to sail on full speed ahead. Go into the stream that you see at the coast."
"Yes sir!" The stoat ran off almost crying with relief.
Ginteer chuckled dryly. The Abbey beasts would soon be working at the oars, and he, Ginteer Flask, would lead a life of luxery.
Picture/Physical Appearance: A dark gray rat with strangely bright green eyes.
Age: 20 seasons
Species: Rat
Personality: He's clever and cruel. Calculating, planning, and attacking nearly all the time, except when he's sleeping. No one knows what he might do next.
Likes: Watching a prisoner suffer, laying traps, and drinking grog.
Dislikes: Getting captured by the enemy, losing a battle, having over half his army killed in battle.
Plans: He doesn't have any plans at the moment...
History: He has been a captain for nearly his whole life. He's been able to accomplish that by, when he was young, he assassinated the captain in his bed. Then, by right, he became caption. The crew learned that if you just did every thing right away, you were fine.
He sailed to Mossflower Wood after hearing that the Abbey had been destroyed. He hoped that there were still many of the Abbey beasts left so that he could take some oar-slaves. When he arrived he found that he could join forces with an even greater army and destroy Redwall.
Sample Post: Ginteer Flask stared out over the horizon, watching the dark blot on the horizon draw closer. He gripped the rail even harder as he imagined the loot and plunder he could gain from this 'Abbey'.
"Cap'n," A stoat muttered from behind him.
"What?" He snarled at the hapless beast.
"Er...we've spotted land."
"I know that." Ginteer said softly, coaxing. That was usually a bad sign for the crew beasts. The stoat gulped. "Tell the crew beasts to sail on full speed ahead. Go into the stream that you see at the coast."
"Yes sir!" The stoat ran off almost crying with relief.
Ginteer chuckled dryly. The Abbey beasts would soon be working at the oars, and he, Ginteer Flask, would lead a life of luxery.
