IT'S MAGIC - open; alliance request

[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 single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞

Pincher was a planner and a chessplayer. He knew how to play with pawns and which moves were seen as critical and which were sacrificial for a better cause. Politics were a bit of a strong suit of the male. He wore the mask of a charming suave gentleman when it came to his allies and revealed the ugly brutality if one was not on his good side. Part of him was thankful for being taught on how to behave and what to say to win over someone but at the same time...it didn't feel real. It wasn't the true him, it was the mixture of his uncle’s sly intellect and his father’s relentless determination and ambition. It wasn't anymore of what he wanted but what was good for his crew, what outcome would benefit them the most especially after the previous alliances that had rattled his trust in receiving the same treatment he gave to the ones he saw were safe from the jaws of the Typhoon. He was feeling a bit more troublesome and mischievous but his attention was honed on the Pitt and the Ascendants, wanting to drown them in their own blood.

Because of this, Sunhaven was not a target and frankly it was partially because Pincher held a slight fondness for Sunhaven. He liked the ideas of merchants and trade for it reminded him of his old traveling days when he would wander around with his father’s gang. All the creatures he met and what they were able to offer always entertaining and satisfying his hunger for more. And then there was Marina. He felt a slight connection to her even after he had accidentally killed her after removing the cursed pearls. It had terrified him at first at having killed someone that he had wanted to get to know better but luckily it appeared that the turnout was positive as he heard the familiar voice of the female call out to him. The jaguar raised his head from the ground, his jaws clamped around a colorful tropical bird that he had just caught. Luckily he was near when he heard her voice and he strode over, stepping through the lush vegetation before breaking through to the sandy shores.

“Back to visit us filthy pirates, eh Marina and Buckingham?” Pincher joked lightly with jaws parting to let the bird thump softly on the ground in front of him as he straightened his lean tattooed form to lock his electric blue gaze to the direwolf and the feline. He raised a fictional eyebrow at the statement she made about something beneficial to both of them. “Oh? Beneficial? How so? If you are here to trade fish, I can't say I can offer you the same thing.” He rumbled teasingly with a light devilish grin as he glanced towards the sea surrounding them before turning to lock his gaze onto her emerald colored ones as the demigod remained silent to let her speak. He wondered what she wanted to do with him and the crew but Pincher wasn't stupid. This could possibly be an alliance request or something around it but he wasn't going to act cocky and openly state his thoughts.

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❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞

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