By killing. And by surviving. [+COLD IRON]

You are a Breaker of Bones.

You killed again. And again, and again. Sometimes in self-defence, often for profit, never for pleasure. You broke bones, and you bashed in skulls. Some survived, many did not, but always your reputation grew.

You were the bouncer at the House of Veils for a spell, and an enforcer for the Guild of Longshoremen. You were a smuggler, a pirate, and you were briefly involved in the flesh trade – it did not suit you. Later, you served on a merchant vessel as a simple mariner. You excelled at boarding actions, and you had long since picked up gunnery. And at some point, the Captain offered you a promotion – and a seat at the table.

You accepted.