Name: Murray Alan Sinclair

Physical Age: 35

Appearance: messy red hair that sticks out everywhere, fair skin mottled with freckles, various scars, bright yet dark blood-garnet eye, naturally sharp canines, athletic build, and sands at about 5'9". He's missing his right leg (from just at the knee), right hand, and right eye.

Apparel: overall a messy appearance. Full dark orange shirt tattered and in need of replacing, dark greyish-brown pants with holes in the knees, and a dark brown almost black boot on his left foot. Sports a very simple metal prosthetic for his right leg, a leather eyepatch over his right eye (that has been mended one too many times), and still uses a hook for his right hand from his pirate days (as he's yet to find a replacement).

Personality: rugged, tough, not easily frightened or surprised, loves the outdoors, no filter, cautious, a bit rambunctious at times, can be rowdy, inquisitive, and is the best storyteller you'll find between here and yonder. He's highly protective of those he considers close, whether they're family or not, and though he left his seafaring days behind him his heart still yearns for the ocean.

Other:
- he has a mysterious magical talent that hasn't been seen or herd of in many many many years.
- he loves jokes
- has a very high intelligence though opted a long time ago to learn more practical things for daily use rather than seek out knowledge he says he doesn't need
- doesn't get out much but isn't reclusive, is also actually somewhat surprised when others know about him as he (nor his Island) isn't brought up often.