Micah was born to Ulysses and Irena Chaseton, a privateer and tailor respectively. his father spent much time away from home, so his mother raised him for the most part although, when his father was home, he spent every waking moment with micah. He inspired micah to Sail, and that became micah's one true wish. to sail, like his old man.
After years of begging and practicing in the harbours of freeport, his home town, Ulysses finally relented, and allowed Micah to come on a voyage with his crew. Micah was 17, and was extremely excited, since he had always dreamed of being a privateer. Unfortunately, their voyage coincided with a merchant's ship, which lead to a group of pirates attacking the privateers, by accident. unfortunately, the pirates won, and micah was thrown overboard after watching his father being beheaded by the pirate captain.
Micah awoke after being hurled to the depths, in the cabin of a ship, different to his father's. A man walked in, a long beard and purple had outlining his grizzled face. he sat at the edge of micah's bed and explained that him and his crew had seen him afloat, and assumed he was a sailor from a shipwreck. They offered him shelter, a portion of loot and food in exchange for his service as a pirate among their crew, or they would drop him at the nearest island and pay him no more heed.
he picked the pirate's life, and joined the crew. he became one of them, and considered them brothers. and after maybe 8 years of sailing with them, he finally said goodbye, deciding that although piracy was fun, it simply wasn't the life he wanted forever. they dropped him in the Holy Orenian Empire's southernmost port, and parted ways with warm hearts.
"I didn't come here for a grand reason, although the wealth does sound rather nice, if you're offering?"
*he pauses briefly, watching the man's expression*
"I'm joking my friend! please don't take what i say too seriously! I am here simply because this port was the closest my old companions were willing to come to the empire, is all. Now if you wouldn't mind directing me to the nearest inn or food stall, i'd thank you"
*he smiles politely, and offers his hand, which is covered in dust and small amounts of metal*

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