Editing Mortal Peril/Fisher (section)

=Description=

Fisher is a tall man in his late 20's, lean but with a large physical presence. His hair is inky-black and feathery, almost blue when the light catches it, grown to haphazzard mid-length and often held back by a folded bandana or piece of rope. He's still youthful enough for his heavy tan to come off as healthy looking rather than weathered. He has an easy smile and dark blue eyes that shine with the promise of excitment, and an relaxed confidence in his gait that suggests he's at home just about anywhere he goes. Fisher often wears an old beaten up Imperial navy captain's coat, especially when on deck, though it's age and the many small fetishes and charms that have been added to it make it clear pretty quickly that it doesn't belong to any serving naval officer. He has a number of tattoos across his body, some the traditional sailor's fare, others to secure the favour of one god or another.

Fisher doesn't hide the fact that he's from the Blessed Isle, though he has long since aclimatized to life out West.  He still has a hint of an accent that he's never bothered to get rid of, as much an affectation as a relic of his childhood.  He is a bit of a foreigner in some of his social outlooks as well--he doesn't put much stock in the Western gender biases for instance, and has ironically little genuine religious faith or piety for a priest.  His approach isn't lacking respect, but is entirely pragmatic over dogmatic.