How well do you know your OC
For @morgaine2005
22: Has your OC ever killed someone?
“Of course I have. I have killed many, many, people.” Fitzwilliam looks a little surprised at your question, and her arms fold neatly across her chest for a moment before she reflexively brings her hands behind her waist. “When a Captain gives the order to fire, they know people will die, both the foe and on their own ship. Although one hopes the casualties are less on your side.” She sighs, “I confess I lost a third of my crew in a single engagement early in my career. And although it was only 78 souls, I felt each death keenly. I have lost more since on larger ships, and still each death is painful, although I am comforted that all were killed in performance of their duty for their country, for Avalon. Death is unavoidable in war, but one endeavours to make it a worthwhile sacrifice.” With a short bark of a laugh she continues, “As for me personally, I cannot say precisely how many I have cut down in boarding engagements. When one is slashing one’s way through a ship’s complement one never knows who is dead and who is merely almost dead until the engagement is over. All one can reliably say is that they are not.”
“Now, I have yet to kill anyone in the service of Arendelle. I do think I scared a bit of the life out of the officers and crew of a few ships from Weselton. Weselton thinks it can harass our ships and then duck back into its waters for protection as we are forbidden to pursue.” Fitz gives you a look that suggests exactly what she thinks of that state of affairs. “Unfortunately as I am still unfamiliar with these waters ... being foreign and all ... I may have run a ship or two almost into their home port with a few nicely placed holes in their hull for good measure. But as loudly as they complained of the damage to both ships and sovereignty ... to the Queen no less ... I am fairly certain there were no casualties.”
“On the field of honor, I have left 3 men dead. The first in what was a tragic youthful burst of enthusiasm. It was in fact that deed that tempered my desire for anything more than first blood. The other two were unfortunate conclusions forced upon me by men too stubborn or vain to concede. To that other more civilized end, I have lamed seven and left four with dashing facial scars that they might show off if they have the temerity to admit they were beaten by ...” Fitz smiles, “a woman.”