Name: Russel "Pikey" Pyke
Age: 25
Great House: Greyjoy
Personality:
To his crew he's a friendly, calm and lively individual, the kind of person you could have a drink or two with and a good laugh and time but underneath, lies a more sadistic nature. Out on raids, Russel is known to be very violent, sometimes bordering on sadistic. He has a fiery temper with a short fuse and depending on the unlucky sod that happens to set it off, he can be unpredictable and scary. His sadistic side mostly comes out when he's "interrogating" someone, most often it's Northerners, showing just how cruel and sadistic he can truly be. He does not shy away from it, he often tells strangers as a warning, just in case they happen to press his buttons. He's the only son to his father, Barrish Greyjoy. He was not treated with contempt, but rather raised just like any Greyjoy. Russel is very protective of his two younger sisters, Khelsie and Jacline.
Appearance: Pikey's Raider outfit. He's fairly average looking, with short scruffy black hair sitting atop his head. He stands roughly at 6 foot, with an average build and stature.
Occupation: Iron Island Noble, but considers himself a "Raider" due to his recent activities
Skills:
-Shield:5
-Coercion: 20
-Scouting: 5
-Warhammer: 20
Other: Russel is the Captain of the " Big Iron Log" a ship given to him by his uncle, Einar Greyjoy. His crew consists of his own friends and acquaintances to his father. The ship itself is not as big as the other Ironborn ships, but it's easier to conceal, to move in and out without bringing too much attention to itself.
Special Weaponry: "Big Iron" is Pikey's favourite weapon, Warhammer with the traditional Kraken Motif associated with his house, The Greyjoys.
Pets: A dog he calls "Scrags."
Allergies: None
WRITING SAMPLE:
"The tides clashed along the docks of Pyke, a single ship was gathering supplies in the dusky sky above the Iron Islands. Ironborn Raiders carried crates of food, wine and other such goods for the journey to the North. watching along the docks, with a warhammer resting upon his left shoulder stood the bastard of Lord Barrish Greyjoy. Russel Pyke, otherwise known as "Pikey" to most. "The Big Iron Log" was its namesake, giving by Russel himself. He looked on, with pride, hearing the sounds of horses behind. Barrish Greyjoy and his trusted Guard arrived on the docks. "I didn't expect to see you here, Father." Russel stated, Barrish smiled slightly. "Well boy, I wanted to make sure you are commanding your men, it seems you are doing a fine job." Barrish replied, hopping off his horse. He embraced Russel in a hug, some pride in his face, as he looked upon his son. "People may consider you a bastard, but to me you are just as much a Greyjoy as anyone. When you return, that name will be yours, you'll be my heir, Pikey." Barrish explained, Russel was stunned, not expecting to hear these words uttered by his father. "I..I'm speechless, you really mean it father?" Russel asked, with a nod from his father as a response. "I will make you proud, father, you can bet on it! I'll show those fuckin Wolf fuckers, father!" Russel stated with pride, a tone of confidence in his voice. As the crew finished their duties, Russel headed aboard, watching from afar as his father hopped back on his horse and rode back to Pyke. Russel then looked around his ship, his men as active as ever. The ship steered from the Docks, heading out to the sea, to dock near the North."