Sandra Quinn

Surprisingly, Warm-hearted Pirate & follow of Besamara



Crowned with a mane of fiery red locks, Sandara looks like someone not to be crossed. Yet the smile lines at the corners of her eyes and the easy way she holds herself hint at a lighter side. She dresses to accentuate her figure, and her whole appearance speaks of the sea, from the seagull feather in her tricorne hat to the sailor tattoos on her arms and the clay pipe thrust into the corner of her mouth.

Sandra, seeing the possibility of allies, quickly befriended the party and provided them with what little supplies they currently have. One of the few remaining friends aboard the Wormwood since the recent failed mutiny.


Sandara’s calling came one night when a fleet of fishermen, which included her father, was lost in a powerful storm. Sandara prayed to Besmara the Pirate Queen, the goddess of piracy, strife, and sea monsters, and when her father returned the following day, weatherbeaten and half-drowned but still alive, Sandara knew the goddess had answered her prayers. Soon after, Sandara began devoting her time to the worship of Besmara, eventually setting up a small chapel on the Hell Harbor docks dedicated to her.

Press-ganged into service as well, Sandra is barely a few days more experienced at pirating than the party. However, she views her internment more as a gift, or test, from Besamara than a hardship.

Sandra Quinn

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