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[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞

Religion was never really something one could find in busy lives that were lead by killers and monsters like Pincher. His father had been Catholic or had claimed to be but his mother had always focused on Vodou since it was the original religion that had blossomed from the island floor that the Typhoon now lived in. Pincher had believed in both in his youth, managing the practices back and forth as best as he could but after his father took him away from his mother, the belief had ceased it's progress. The belief of there being a greater being in control of everything seemed far fetched to him as time passed but he always lingered at the edges of religion, wondering if perhaps the heavens above would accept him despite his sins. But Pincher highly doubted it. With all the blood that stained him and haunted him, Pincher knew the only place that would be willing to take him in would be any version of hell that desired another prisoner. He knew that in the afterlife, nothing but agony and pain would be there and he would have to deal with it for everything he had done.

The lean cinder colored figure of the immortal was stepping through the rich vegetation of the jungle side of the island, having taken a brief journey upwards to the volcano to check on it. He knew the dangers of an active volcano but it seemed peaceful as always, it's burning lava only going down the opposite side where the crew's base was located at. The male sucked in a small breath as his thoughts were interrupted by a rather odd smell, one that he had difficulty in connecting to anything in his memory. Curious, the male followed and arrived with his sleek figure growing close to where his fiance was standing, his frigid electric blue eyes narrowing as he noticed that Jacob was rather uncomfortable. He knew he had a fear of fire so it was good that the male held back as the towering wildcat aimed to softly press against Jacob with his tail curling briefly around his tail before focusing on the figure of Temulin.

She was quite an interesting being, her mysterious aura radiated with enigmatic lore that he had never seen before. He was very perceptive and was able to see who came from where but with Temulin...it was different. She was a sealed secret and the demigod wondered what the mound was for. Or specifically, for who. He knew that many crewmates came with their own religion and Pincher was curious and interested in seeing someone praying or practicing their beliefs. "Do you mind asking me who that is for?" Pincher questioned with a steady tone as the storm gray male nodded towards the dish with his gaze neutral but glinting with a spark of curiosity.

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❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL  — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞

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