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“Well, ay? Where to start, not much of a past. Grew up on Denver, no daddy to speak of – bugger probably skipped out, like most dads. Mom raised me god, though a bit hard – fell in with some bad groups when I was a wee lad, got into troubles, more then I really wanna count.” Laughter can be heard though an edge of nervousness to it. "Fell in with the Rogues, seemed logical – I liked causing mischief and al that. Though… uhh when it came to the ‘whole’ killin’ thing I was all to soft for dat – always just let ‘em go, ya know? Kinda didn’t want blood on me hands, anyway this kinda put me in a bad spot with ‘da other boys, none would take me on runs out ‘ta pirate – got desperate ya see, had ta start piratin’ on mah own. Wasn’t really good, spent more time just paying ya guys to fix ‘me ship. , made my way into Texas and came across one of ya’ guys – was a bit to desperate you see… tried ta pirate him, ended up cutting in a deal instead – he might not be to impressed or ya, but he saved me life. Bit of debt in there - I would hav’ da .:j:.Rattlehead sponsor me, only guy who really knows me ‘mong ya’s, I’m honest and true ta those that I got in debts to – so uh, ya, have a little pitty eh?”