Ambrose "Fishguts" Kroop

Ship's Cook


Ambrose Kroop most known as “Fishguts” is a large man weighing well over 200 pounds and standing only 5 feet tall. He exudes an air of neglect, perhaps even despair, from the bushy tufts of black hair behind his ears, to his rotting teeth, to the stains on his filthy apron. He walks with a wallowing waddle, particularly when drunk, but is capable of surprising acts of strength.


“It’s poison, this ship, but don’t let anyone hear you say it aloud. The hull listens, see, and the cap’n hears it all. Poison the Wormwood is, though, rotten to the core. You’ll not meet a more nasty, sour piece of work than Cap’n Harrigan in all your days at sea, and his crew’s the same, ’specially the first mate, Mr. Plugg. Vicious little sod, he is. He’d take his own mother’s liver to the butcher to make pies with, he would. But they leave me alone, mostly. They know I can’t ’arm ’em.”

Fishguts is clearly a depressed drunkard who over time developed an attachment to his cook’s mate, Mango. He also has a moderate friendship with the Quartermaster, Cut-Throat Grok. They often get drunk together in the afternoon.

Ambrose "Fishguts" Kroop

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