Tarak the brash
Tarak does not feel like this is his world. He vaguely remembers the seas and great battles. Running from ships while battle pirates. Glimpses of quick hands and stolen money. A man in a black hat and a chance that spanned many islands. He remembers the slow fade of sleep then nothing. He knows his killer. He must pay for his crimes. Tarak will be avenged but he does not think this is what he looks like. All that matters is the death of the one who poisoned him.