WORTHY SOMEHOW — WEAPONRY

[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray panthera hybrid 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. —— ⚓

❝ A MODERN GOD IN A TAILORED SUIT — WHO'S LIPS TASTE LIKE FORBIDDEN FRUIT ❞

"Shit..." The hissed cursed fluttered out of his jaws as he instinctively tugged his pale white paw away from the blade's edge, his facial features turning to one of annoyance as the loud clattering exploded in the air, ringing out for a few seconds before dying. He sighed as he straightened his form, dark ash gray form shifting to flick away at the glowing blue blood droplets that began to gently rise out of the small hardly visible scratch. He glared at it, disgusted by the sight of his blood. He remembered when it had once been the color of a vibrant spring rose, lush with red...now, a mixture of melted ice and the color of dying winter. His upper lip curled and he flicked it off, watching them fly into the air and disappear into the sea water that surrounded the slowly shifting Tempest. He glanced up at the stark sky, it was only morning slowly shifting into noon and he could only faintly make out the burning sun through the powder white clouds. A cold icy breeze sliced through him and he realized despite not having to deal with heavy snowfall, the lush tropical island still dealt with colder weather but with wind and slight lack of sun.

A swirl of warm steam rolled off his forked tongue as he breathed out, using his fire elemental power to slowly warm up his shivering figure as he returned to focus on the weapons he had found. Spears, daggers, short swords, hatchets, and many others were inside two large barrels on each side of Pincher as the demigod glanced towards the direction of the camp with his frigid gaze narrowing with concentration as the Captain called out "Everyone get over here now! I need to make sure every single one of you has a weapon to defend yourself with even if you've got whatever mutations to keep you 'safe', I need to make sure you at least know where to strike. If you already have a weapon, show it to me and I'll see if it's still sturdy enough for a good fight." He could still feel a bit of his blood still soak the floorboard beneath his paw but he ignored it, freezing it and chipping it away with his claws while he waited.

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

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