Fearless navigator of ships and … er . . .more ships . . .
Bio: Geoffrey was born on a rainy day in North Wales, near Caerharfon Castle. Perhaps because of this circumstance, Geoffrey was always attracted to all things watery and fascinated by ships. His father, who had been a seaman himself, was quite proud of him.
One sunny day, while travelling with his father in Penzance, Geoffrey decided to visit the local tavern, where he had too much to drink. When he woke up, he discovered that he had been “recruited” by a press gang and was well on his way to London. Since the boy at that point did not have much of a choice, and the venture after all involved water and ships, he joined the English navy and in time became an accomplished seaman.
However, five years later the vessel he was serving in was attacked by a privateer and lost the battle. (It is believed that the privateer ship was none other than the infamous Flotsam, which thrived on bad weather and unsuspecting sailors.) Geoffrey, who was a bright lad, decided to change professions rather than lose his life. In time he became one of the members of the Fallen From Grace consortium, who were at the time recruiting an experienced captain for one of their trading ships.
Today, he is apprenticed to Belphoebe, and their current operations are anyone’s guess.
Interests: Greta, rapier fighting, navigational instruments, sailing, woodworking, siege weapons, costuming, juggling, fire (any type).
Quotes: “Do not throw pearls to swine.” “He who sups with the Devil should have a long spoon.”
“Hear all, see all, say nowt, tak’all, keep all,gie not, and if tha ever does owt for nowt do it for thysen.”
(Note: His fellow associates at FFG are still trying to figure out this last one. Drop us a line if you know what it means.)
Homepage: Geoffrey’s Quarters