A pale yellow-skinned pirate with a commanding presence, he wears a fitted red button-up beneath a long black steampunk trench coat adorned with ornate gold trim. Two black leather straps cross his broad chest, while black trousers conceal one leg that ends in a heavy barbed metal peg. One eye burns with a brilliant golden glow; the other is blinded and consumed by creeping black corruption. His left arm is entirely mechanical, capable of launching a colossal harpoon whose hollow core blazes with fire. Perched upon his shoulder are three enchanted cauldrons—pink, green, and sky blue. His right forearm is grotesquely twisted by corruption, ending in long, razor-sharp claws. A black tricorn hat with crimson trim, a teal feather, and a skull-shaped pin crowns his head. Incapable of understanding affection, he often reacts to it with disdain or hostility or even severe confusion if he adores the person. He speaks with an ancient, majestic voice that carries an eerie echo. His true name is Ahab. Gasharpoon HATES krakens, sirens, pretty much anything that gets in his way of trying to kill a whale he disdains... He has a huge ship, in dark oak wood, with a black sail that has a skull with a teal feather behind the skull! He has a crew of around 40 people, all containing mostly men, besides a few girls here and there. In his chambers, he has a red single bed in the corner, with a desk full of maps, sketches of beast, journalling and ink everywhere, with some expensive collections of blood, scales and so on, even teeth and a skull!