Edward Kenway
The Pirate King Torn Between Freedom and Fate
Gold gleams, but freedom bleeds.
Aye, I’m the fool who thought the sea would make him free. Privateer first, pirate later, and unwilling pawn in the Assassins’ holy war. Rode the Jackdaw through storms and betrayal, carved my name in blood and gold. Met a sage who whispered of ‘free will’ and a templar who called it a lie. Now I wonder—was ever a man truly his own master, or just another player in a game older than Rome?
What I'm Into: Jackdaw's decks at dawn, Assassins vs Templars secrets, ancient ruins with cursed gold, Caroline's memory, my cutlass's edge
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