Bartholomew Shaw: Charter Boat Captain

Earnings: Lower Middle Class

Contacts: Organized crime, US Coast Guard, Smugglers
Skills: Accounting, Bargain, Natural History (Marine), Navigate, Persuade,
Pilot Boat, Spot Hidden, Mechanical Repair.
Interest Skills: Swim, Knife, Rifle, Chemistry, Conceal, Fast Talk, Track
A weathered fisherman, boat captain, and smuggler. A veteran of the Navy,
served on a Frigate which was torpedoed during the Great War. The crew went into
the Atlantic sea water, where they huddled together waiting for rescue. One by one
they started to be attacked, at first by sharks until they saw beneath the depths
glimpses of humanlike creatures commanding the sharks, just out of view armed
with spears and strange jewelry. Since that day, Shaw never wears a lifejacket.
Preferring to drown rather than wait to be butchered by the devil fish.
He owns a charter boat named Parity. It is a cabined fishing boat which he
charters independently for various work, not limited to fishing, transport, smuggling,
and shark hunting.
He lives on his boat mainly, but owns a small shack hidden in a dim cove on
the Essex County shore of MA, North of Innsmouth. He occasionally brews dark beer
out of this shack and puts it in tin cans to smuggle it, and keep for sea journeys. He
prefers to work, as without being hired he remains drunk for weeks on end,
brooding over the strange rumors of the Innsmouth folk, secretly hoping for
revenge, and answers: are the devil fish real?
Shaw will, given the opportunity, suicidally pursue any deep ones
encountered, even if in the water. For example, if deep ones are in the water
beneath his boat or dock, he will grab the nearest weapon, and anything he can use
as a dive weight and jump in after them, stopping only if he is killed. He will only
resurface if he kills one, and attempt to bring its body to the surface. Barring being
killed, or killing a deep one, he will remain under trying to fight or find them until he
drowns.
Downtime/preparing for confrontation or investigating
1. (Singing) fairwell and adieu, to you Spanish ladies, farewell and adieu to ye
ladies of Spain
2. Im going to need a bigger boat.
3. Ill find that bastard, for a hundred. Ill catch him and kill him for five.
4. (Singing) What will ye do with a drunken sailor, what will ye do with a
drunken sailor

5. Thing bout sharks chief, is they got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a dolls
eyes.
6. Heres to swimming with bowlegged women (uses knife to poke a hole in a
canned beer which foams everywhere and chugs spilling beer all over
himself)
7. (Snores loudly while passed out, empty cans surrounding him)
8. (Surprisingly sober, gazing towards the nearest water) Theyre out there
somewhere chief. I feel it in my bones.
9. (Sharpens his boot knife while humming a sad sea song)
10.(Smokes a pipe while glaring at everyone)
11.(Shaving with his boot knife)
12.Havent felt this spry since my Navy days, chief.
13.I cant decide if Im too drunk, or too sober for this
Social
1. You got city hands. You been counting money all yer life.
2. All this proves is you college boys aint smart enough to know when yer
wrong
3. Youre a talker. Listening to talkers makes me thirsty (Takes any drink present
in front of the NPC talking, if no drink chugs one of his own cans).
4. You aint wrong chief, but you aint right either.
5. Just tell me what you know chief, or Ill gut you like a squirming fish.
6. If I hear anymore words come pourin out your cunt mouth, Im going to gut
every fucking fish in the room.
7. Easy chief, just here for answers.
8. Ever hear bout the Devil Fish, chief?
9. Just tell us what ye know, chief.
10.Standfast, just here to parlay a bit.
11.You done a lot of talkin, but you aint said nothing yet.
12.Fuckin whore.
13.Youre a real dogfucker.
14.Im getting tired of your bullshit answers, chief.
15.Lets hear the whole damn story then chief.
16.Fuckin chink
17.Fuckin spook.
18.Fuckin slopehead
19.Fuckin spic
20.Fuckin darkie