Favorite Activity: Stealing from the rich
Secret Talent: Why would I carry a wallet, when I can just use yours?
5789. Oh, sorry I was just talking to myself. Nothing important.
Oh boy, we're really doing this are we? Sally's making us introduce ourselves. Listen mate, I don't like talking to strangers, and unless things change, that's all we'll ever be. If you must know, I grew up in Saltmarsh, same as Sally. We met when we were 12. She was trying to break into a carnival to get back her confiscated caltrops. She was struggling immensely until I walked by and helped her in. We grabbed her bear, some gold, and stole the ringmaster's clothes. We ran away as the ringmaster chased us, throwing his clothes in the harbor and running all the way to the old graveyard. He stopped running several miles back, but Sally and I found a nice stone bench next to lay together on, telling jokes and embarrassing stories about other townsfolk until nightfall.
We slept together in the graveyard that night, staying out of town until the commotion we caused earlier settled down. It was nice. The next morning was full of mist and fog, the sounds of birds singing as we awoke. We discovered a little fairy circle someone had around one of the hollowed out trees.
Ever since that day, we've been the best of friends. Stealing, smuggling and vandalizing. The best part is having a partner to play pranks on the townsfolk with. Especially our fathers. Awful brutes they both are. The best was when we almost burned down the governor's house and threw eggs at it at the same time. What a great day.
*Clap* Now snap out of it bloody bloke! That's all the nostalgia I've got for this year. Don't ask me about it again. Stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours. Got it!?