some might say we're armed and dangerous // o, sunhaven

[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 ❞

Pincher's eyebrow quirked up as it appeared that their leader seemed rather muted, something he didn't particularly like seeing as it seemed that Quantum appeared more invested in the situation. Not that he really worried since the Typhoon held a vast sea of members of all corners of the world and which is why he frankly didn't worry about allies as well as the volcanic earth being one of the most fertile types to grow resources in. If anyone needed anything, the island would deliver and Pincher had looted more than a simple fair share as he remembered sending out Solveig to steal more herbs from Snowbound and how ironic that Snowbound then came with more items, oblivious to the fact that they had been the ones to burn down their resources. That was the danger of making deals with Pincher. He knew how to slice and run, his dark mind always lurking with mischief that could bring even the largest threats to their knees. He quirked an eyebrow as he listened to the other wildcat, a small chuckle escaping his lips as the comment. "This may come off as a surprise to you but us pirates ain't as dim-witted as stories tell. I have plenty of clever minds here in my crew and kidnapping a clan has never been our thing. We're more about taking shit than bodies. Bodies are too much of a hassle." Pincher rumbled, his broad shoulders shrugging at the end of his statement.

He could already guess the alignment of the Sunhaven and knew that they would most likely find allies in soft-hearted groups like the Ascendants and Snowbound so he didn't really know why they were here but he supposed maybe they understood that they weren't the strongest group at the moment. Pincher remained humble at the idea of them becoming powerful but the Typhoon would always be a threat to anyone that wasn't on their good side. At the fact given out that the Typhoon did not hold any relationships outside their tropical island, Pincher gave a light nod at it, his mind now swimming in contemplation. "Who the hell are you allying with? If I asked for some muscle from you and you deny me because you are buddy buddy with my enemy, it seems like a waste. Don't spread yourselves too thin or shit gets messy." Pincher replied, fictional eyebrows furrowing as he glanced down at Jericho before back up at Quantum. Who the fuck was he talking to?

Pincher inhaled a clear breath of salty air before exhaling, his ivory white front paw raising to flick off some grains of sand while he listened to what she had to say. His ink black ear twitched as he dwelled on the thought before glancing over his tattooed shoulder and towards his crew before back to the Sunhaven members. "So you're offering us to use your territory as a place for plucking victims? Hmm, sounds interesting but then again, is your leader alright with this. Are you the leader?" Pincher questioned, his dark storm gray head tipping to the side as he wondering who the fuck was who and how their hierarchy worked. Pincher just couldn't say yes to the ally possibility because he followed the belief of discussing and voting within his crew about situations like these.

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

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