Saltwraith Pirate

With Captain Frankie at the helm of the Saltwraith, his crew is his bite and his bark. Saltwraith pirates climb fast, cut faster, and plunder anything shiny that isn't tied down.

On conclave duty, they run the ropes while surveyors load crates and charts, then meet whatever the coast coughs up with short blades and shorter tempers. Give them a rail to hold and a reason to hold it, and would-be heroes trying to take the Saltwraith's deck go back over the side a few pints short of blood.

Their days are marked by the scuff of boots, the snap of line, the clang of steel, and the kind of work that leaves them exhausted (and often bloodied) when it's over. If one drops, another takes up the slack. Frankie demands it. So does his crew.

Because while it's a hard life, it's also a good life, filled with booze and booty, and worth its price of sweat and blood.