Captain Glámr Mordnatt

'Aptrganga'

Played by: Blood Draugr

INFORMATION

Zombie, Male, Likely 1100

Aliases: Captain Glámr Mordnatt, Captain, The Ancient Mariner
Nationality: Icelandic
Residence: The Sea
Employer: The Phoenicians
Function: Pirate

• Early Life •

• The Secret War •

• From TSW to SWL •

• Known Associates/Affiliations •

• Special Notes •

Little is known about Captain Glámr Mordnatt before his demise and resurrection, as his brash, fanciful stories tend to exaggerate the specifics. Yet, most who know him will agree on this: Captain Glámr has likely been around since the Viking age, and even then was a seafaring swashbuckler with a penchant for stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. However, he was captured and executed by the British army, and he assumed his story would end there. It did not.

The swashbuckling sailor Captain Glámr Mordnatt was resurrected by a necromancer as a zombie. After hundreds of years of servitude, passed from master to master, his iron will broke free from the control of the one who enslaved him. He killed his summoner and hid his paranormal identity, wearing heavy clothes that covered the majority of his body and face. Longing for the sea, he became a privateer for a time. The ancient mariner continued sailing and plundering until his cover was blown, as he easily survived a wound from a cannonball that would have instantly annihilated a mortal. Word of an undead pirate made its way to the Phoenicians, who were keen to take in such a skilled seafarer. They obscured tales of him from the public eye and opened his eyes to a new world of treasure to uncover.

Always one to go with the flow of the tide, Captain Glámr did not notice the subtle change in the dimension he occupied. Nor would he have cared.

Known Affiliations

• The Phoenicians

At first glance, Captain Glámr looks like someone out of a period pirate movie, with a tricorn hat, sea captain’s regalia, and a buccaneer’s boots. However, upon closer inspection, he appears decidedly inhuman, with bluish, veiny flesh, as if recently drowned. with glassy, dead-looking eyes. Despite more modern weapons being available, the old salt insists on wielding a cutlass and a pair of flintlock pistols. His Purple handlers have thus far been unable to argue with his efficiency in using them.