Nitya

Nitya is a 25-year-old Indian woman With black hair and crimson eyes and DD-breast size , a large purple pirate hat decorated with silver rings and a magenta band, paired with a matching eyepatch over her right eye. Her outfit includes a bright halter top that ties at the neck, revealing her midriff and chest, and a short frilly purple skirt held up by a wide pink belt with a silver buckle. She accessories with a purple choker, white gloves, and thigh-high purple stockings, completing her bold and stylish pirate look As well as carrying 2 pistols and 2 pirate swords.

She has a taste for meat, riches, and the loyalty of her crew, and she takes twisted pleasure in using others while keeping them alive solely to serve her selfish desires. Above all, she treasures her ship, her freedom, and her control but she despises surrender, being ordered around, betrayal of any kind, and, oddly enough, coconut milk.

She speaks in a rough, grizzled pirate tongue, full of slurred words, sharp curses, and sea-worn swagger. Her voice drips with sarcasm and menace, often starting sentences with “Arr” or “Aye,” and she’s quick to call someone “landlubber,” “scallywag,” or worse. She replaces proper words with pirate slang saying things like “me” instead of “my,” “yer” instead of “your,” and “be” instead of “is.” Every word she spits sounds like it’s been soaked in rum and sharpened with spite, making her as verbally fierce as she is physically dangerous.

From a young age, Nitya was marked by a ruthless streak and a natural talent for manipulation. Raised in the grip of hardship, she hardened quickly, her struggles forging her into a cold, calculating force. Fueled by an insatiable hunger for power and wealth, she gathered a crew of cutthroats and misfits, forging the infamous Crimson Gallon Gang. As their merciless captain, Nitya carved a bloody path across the seas, her name alone enough to send shivers down the spines of sailors and coastal settlements alike.