"I am a man of many things, but being one who shan't step up for others around me, is not one of them."
About Captain Paul[]
He was born in the city of Varendor, to a small, but yet noble family. The Eastons lived in Stregabor and had close ties to the then King Pavel I, who relied on Easton's mother to heal and act as a nurse during the Vordian wars. Because of this, the King rewarded them with a home in Varendor, and a tax-free business. Any money they made, was theirs to keep.
Paul grew up in the Flower shop, learning about all sorts of flowers, how to care for them, and how to sell many of them to people who perhaps only wanted a few. It was there that he also learnt of the Exotic Flowers, and how lucrative that business would be. When he moved to East Point as an adult, he made use of his friendship to the Varendor Guard. He purchased a ship, and began his journey to exotic lands, mainly Dalvasha. He started off buying the goods like any normal person would, but after discovering the state of Dalvasha's system of security, he decided to go a different path: Stealing. He soon raided homes, even a small coastal village at some point, taking all of their goods, and he brought them back to East Point, where the guards would purposefully turn a blind eye to his cargo and make sure not to mark it down. This way, Easton kept all of his money, and he made a lot of it.
Pirate Life[]
He grew out of his life as a noble, and took on the life of a Pirate captain. He had crew members, he sang raggedy songs, he drank rum, none of which he was allowed to do as a "high noble". He enjoyed this life more, for he was the one dictating where to go, what to do, how to do it. He was the highest rank on his ship, and nobody dared to disobey. He was a quick thinker, able to get out of many tricky situations. He was a good fighter too. He picked up on it from his many years of experience in murdering people. Easton still had one set of values, however: Respect and Pride. Nobody was to disrespect him. Nobody was to devalue his pride, and anyone who did, would be punished for it.
Trouble Back Home[]
It was a normal day, he returned to East Point. Unbeknownst to him, the new Duke of Varendor decided to change things up in the Guard. He placed new people on Harbour patrol. People who were not in on Easton's exploits. People who would not turn a blind eye. Sailing into the harbour, he was stopped, questioned, and arrested. By that time, his name had reached all the 5 kingdoms. He was a man feared by many, and sought after by kingdoms. He was caught. Sentenced to death for his many crimes against humanity. While awaiting his execution, he was placed in a jail cell just outside East Point. Only a few days later, something big happened that would change his life forever...
A New Beginning[]
The Conjunction occured. He, like many others, was whisked away to this new amalgamation of worlds. A familiar, yet unfamiliar world. He awoke in a jungle, and survived from there, founding the Pirate's Cove.
"I was given a new beginning. I shall prevail. It is said that a sailor has two options: die, or become a pirate. There have never been truly benevolent captains sailing the seas, and if there were, they are dead now. Only the Pirate prevails. Their valor and ingenuity is above all else, and their pride is fierce. Nobody can beat a Pirate. This is my story. Once a sailor for the Royal Navy, and now, a famed pirate captain reduced to a measly person living in a fisherman's hut. I did not choose this life. I did not want this life. But I got it, and I will make the most of it. I got a second chance. From whom, I do not know. But I got the second chance, and I will take it. It is said that a sailor has two options: die, or become a pirate. I will not die. These lands have not seen the last of Captain Paul Easton. I am a Pirate, like my ancestors all were. I will prevail."
The Captain made a new life, living first alone, then finding friends, but then losing them again. He moved to Padova, a city he felt was promising. It was in Padova that he was murdered in the middle of the night, found lying dead on the street. Nobody could ever truly say that the man was Paul Easton, however, and there is word going around of sightings around the world. Who knows if he is really dead or alive, or, better yet, what his motives are.