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 ❞

Unlike Marina, Pincher tended to be rather level headed and patient with most situations and evaluated his decisions carefully, nitpicking at what were the pros and cons. Call him an overthinker or some workaholic, he tended to force his emotions down and just try to think with his mind. Some have stated he was heartless and in fact, he actually was. The chest he had no longer had an organ, just a shell and when others stated the expression, he couldn't help at laugh. Maybe if he showed more of his emotions, they wouldn't think that but the mask that he was trained to have was difficult to remove especially at the current time where he held intense frustrations, specifically towards the captures of his crew. He noticed with focused cyan blue eyes the state that Marina was in, she seemed quite tired and exhausted and he couldn't help but flash a sympathetic smile as he heard her laugh. Part of him wanted to tell her leading would get easier but he held back as he straightened himself a bit more.

“Others...I've heard some gossip about the tension you've been having with those snobby starfucks.” Pincher stated calmly as he shrugged his broad tattooed shoulders, nonchalant about the drama that had arisen. Frankly he sided with Marina, he would feel just as frustrated about one of his crewmates framed for murder in an ally group and then not given much respectful treatment after the case was cleared. He wasn't a fool, he knew how dangerous and wicked the world could be and framing someone was certainly a troubling situation that could rattle many. At her teasing banter, the immortal let out a soft scoff and chuckled “Damn, Marina! You come to my home and challenge me? Tempting but I've got a busy schedule, perhaps next time.” Pincher then grew silent as he listened to what she had to say. An alliance was the correct answer and he was only mildly surprised by it.

He inhaled softly, his forked tongue drawing over his jaws as the pirate glanced towards another Sunhavener that had arrived before, smaller than the others and was quiet. His thin needle like pupils were locked on them for a brief moment before turning back to Marina as he replied “Snowbound and I have a peace treaty for now and Tanglewood is just a neutral for us. Our current ally is Rosebloods and our enemies are the Pitt and the Ascendants. I'm sure you know how dedicated my envoys are when they do their job and I do keep my promises and deals. I trust you to keep a steady alliance but things work differently here. I have to discuss this with my crew and vote first. Once we come to a decision, I can come to you and tell you what we have decided on.” Democracy was an important part of the Typhoon and despite his desire to make Sunhaven an ally, he needed to see what his crew thought first.

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

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