Owner of the
20 Gun Brigantine
Lean and toned he stood approximately six foot four.
A rugged man.
Brown, sun streaked hair had a penchant to curl.
Eyes of an intense dark brown.
He spent a lot of time outdoors.
Thirty Years of Age.
There wasn't much to
say about James Roy Callahan other than those he met he usually left
some impression upon behind. Be it good or bad. He was one to work
hard at whatever he took on and not waste his time on little minded
individuals. His brogue would lend one to place his origins.
Ireland. His attire would lend one to believe he was more of the
Americas. Frontiersman. He was a driven man. A travailing man with
his future ahead of him and past behind him.
The storm that rolled
in over the Castle Keep in Ireland didn't compare to the heated
storm that was going on in one of its chambers. A discussion. An
argument. Heated angry words exchanged that were best not to have
been. Lightning streaked the darken sky in thunderous claps. The
rain finally came in a deluge as James rode out that night with the
intent never to return. His destination took him many places
including the Americas.
It was during his
time in the Americas that he met Wolf Paw and Downy Feather. A story
in itself in how he became blood brothers with Wolfe after saving
the brave's life. He knew Wolf designated himself as his protector
from that day forward and followed him to Heathfield where he last
ended up. Here he gained himself a manor home and picked up a new
life. A few years passed, Wolf going back to the Americas leaving
Downy Feather behind. Both of the same tribe.
One's past sometimes
has a habit of catching up. Wherein he was able to avoid the men his
father sent after him, it was his brothers that finally caught up.
Their father in bad shape and their uncle having taken over Montrose
in his stead. Foul play suspected and after heading back at a time
the King and Regent of Kildare had to rise up against the Callihan uncle's
hired army, they got in and secured the Keep with the help of
others. They brought their father back to Heathfield until his
health was regained. The unrest in Kildare continues.
Montrose Keep in Kildare
Whispering Pines in Heathfield
*No tolerance for
immature gaming or ooc. No Recruiting. Fantasy Medieval Based.*
*Picture used are to represent how
James would look only.
No Claims Made*