Sandara Quinn

Positive and Warm Hearted Devotee of the Pirate Queen Besmara


Female Human Cleric of Besmara

Life is never easy, and Sandara Quinn’s life has been typical of that truism. The daughter of a poor fisherman and a seamstress, Sandara was raised in Hell Harbor. Her overworked parents has little time to spend with their daughter, and Sandara grew up on the port’s hard streets, where she quickly learned to look after herself. She worked on the docks when she could, carrying out what honest jobs she could get, and soon developed a keen eye for trouble and a reputation for standing up for herself. She began frequenting the bars and taverns of Hell Harbor by the age of 9 and was learning the ropes of sailing by the age of 12. Sandara’s calling came one night when a fleet of fisherman, which included her father, was lost in a powerful storm. Sandara prayed to Besmara the Pirate Queen, the goddess of piracy, strife, and sea monsters, and when her father returned the next day, weather-beaten and half-drowned but still alive, Sandara knew the goddess has answered her prayers. Soon after, Sandara began devoting her time to the worship of Besmara, eventually setting up a small chapel on the Hell Harbor docks dedicated to her. After Sandara’s beloved father died, as well as her mother, she took to the sea determined to live her life to the hilt, not to rot away in some forgotten port. She only made it as far as Port Peril, however, before she ran afoul of Captain Harrigan’s press crew and ended up onboard the Wormwood. Crowned with a mane of fiery red locks, Sandara looks like someone not to be crossed. Yet the smile lines at the corners of her eyes and the easy way in which she holds herself hint at a lighter side. She dresses to accentuate her figure, and her whole appearance speaks of the sea, from the seagull feather in her tricorn hat to the sailor tattoos on her arms and face and the clay pipe frequently found thrust between her lips.

Sandara Quinn

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