Description 

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Kevin "Elliot" Palmer is an english speaking male going by the names of "Daniel Clarkson" or "Navy Fish"
He has short brown hair that's slicked to the back, brown eyes, white skin and is around 183cm / 6,0ft tall.
Usually he can be seen walking around wearing his iconic style hat with his necklace around his neck.
Overall he likes wearing a vast majority of colours and tries to dress himself in a modern tribal style.

Personality wise Kevin is a leader who's determined and eager to learn more and do whatever he can.
Keeping people around his age safe from the hardships of the world is his prime directive.
He has a longing desire for going on adventures and being rebellious whilst seeing where life takes him.
Spending time walking around and just being in nature is something that he loves to do.

Early Life 

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On the late evening of a Wednesday on July 12th 1882 painful cries could be heard from the Palmer family house in Guston Kent. Even though the Palmers were a rather poor and unfavored family a small miracle happened for them that day. Catherine Palmer went into labor at around 22:23 at night and proceeded to give birth till the early morning of July 13th 1882 delivering three children. To the family's surprise she gave birth to three triplets who were later named Kevin "Elliot" Palmer, Blake "Virgil" Palmer and Lucy "Catherine" Palmer. Even though their family house was already overpacked and barely getting by with money Catherine and Elliot decided to keep and raise them at home.

The first ten years of Kevin's life were the most amazing years of his life. Even though his family was poor they made due with what they had. Kevin, his brothers and sister, his parents and grandparents all lived together in the same home and each on their own they worked to provide for the family. Most of these responsibilities came down to Kevin and his brother and sister providing for the older family members but they didn't mind. Every day Kevin made his way around town doing all kinds of work from helping farmers in their fields to looking after the neighbors kids. The money that he made at the end of the day was the bare minimum but It made him able to bring his contribution to his family which made it all worth it. Greed and having something of your own was an unknown concept for this family. Their family bond was the best and they shared almost everything they had from beds to baths. As they lived in poverty they made it through life with the bare minumum and it made them all the more closer.

As most stories go however, all good things must eventually come to an end and so did things in the life of Kevin. On the cold and snowy morning of December 16th 1892 Lucy "Catherine" Palmer quietly passed away in her sleep after having been unknowingly ill with cancer for several months. In the months leading up to her death nothing felt wrong. Everything was as normal as normal could be and in the end nobody including Lucy herself could have known that she was deadly ill. Lucy's death shook the entirely family and hit all of them pretty hard although none of them were as devastated as Kevin however.

When you live in povery sometimes you have to share things because there just aren't any other options. Warmth was a luxury in the winter and with an old creaky house with holes in it left and right things could get cold quickly. Therefor whenever winter came around the corner multiple people were bunked together in bed to stay warm. Having to share a bed was normal seeing not everybody had one but especially in winter it was vital to make it through those cold snowy nights. On the day of Lucy's death Kevin was bunked together in bed with her. The morning of her death he woke up next to her corpse and in his young but fragile mind he was the cause of her death.

The days after Kevin was broken, he blamed himself, he thought he did something, that it was him, he convinced himself he was the reason why she died. Kevin stayed at home for 5 more day telling himself that he did something and that he was the cause of her death. Around the time of Lucy's funeral Kevin had completely convinced himself that he had to leave to protect his family. He believed that he had to go so that he could never hurt one of his loved ones ever again. On December 21st 1892 the funeral finally happened and at the age of 10 years old he ran away from home before to face christmas leaving nothing behind but a letter to his family telling them how much he loved them and why he had to do what he was doing. After leaving home on Kevin walked his way down towards the coastline of the white cliffs trying to figure out what to do with his life. From Guston he walked his way towards West Cliffe before arriving in St Margarets and ending up in St Margarets Bay. Kevin stayed in St Margarets Bay for two days as he worked out a plan of what to do with his life and where to go from there. During these day he spent most of his time fishing around the bay area to catch himself some food and at night he slept in a partially broken down barn next to a small burning fire. On the early morning of December 23th 1892 Kevin set out on foot from St Margarets and walked his way past the coastline all the way to Dover.

The Sons of Dover

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On December 23th 1892 Two days after leaving home and two days before christmas Kevin found himself wandering around the streets of Dover doing small and random chores for people trying to make some money. Due to having always helped the people around Guston Kevin was a bit of a do it all and with a silver tongue and a lot of charm most people would allow him to do a little something here or there in return for a few pence. Although he was still 10 years old if you gave Kevin a task or a job he'd do it to the best of his ability whilst also trying to be smart and initiative whilst doing so. Working hard to make some money so that you are able to eat and drink wasn't the worst thing about living on the streets after all. The most difficult obstacle around December to face was the cold snowy winter nights, during the day things were manageable but once that sun came down and things would start to freeze you didn't want to be out there all on your own. Once you make the right connections life on the snowy streets of a harbor town like Dover isn't necessarily as bad as most people would imagine it to be.



On January 4th, 1893 Kevin joined a local group of homeless boys known as The Sons of Dover. Over the next two years Kevin lived together with these boys in either alleyways, backyards, basements or broken down buildings. Every few days or weeks or so they'd change the location of their homebase so that they could keep doing what they were doing best, small time petty crime. The Sons of Dover weren't the most legal group in town but they weren't the worst neither. Overall they were peaceful and didn't harm people, there had been rare occasions where people were hurt but it wasn't what they stood for and wasn't the reputation that they went by.

During his time being apart of The Sons Of Dover Kevin was introduced to the idea of people bonding together without any judgement of colour or creed. All the boys apart of The Sons Of Dover were united together over where life had taken them and without one another all of them would have been rejected and tossed to the side by society. However by them all standing united they were a very known organization within the streets of Dover. People around town knew that if they wanted something done, delivered, organized or whatever that you could come on down to the sons and they'd be more then willing to work with you.

Within all this Kevin's role was just like most of them that of a normal foot soldier. Being a foot soldier for the sons meant that you was partially involved in both the legal and more criminal side of things. Had you been cheating on your wife and suddenly a rock flew through your window? It's more then likely that was organized by the sons after having recieved a small payment from the wife to get some revenge. But more petty crime was done by them, did you overcharge people on things that they really should not be charged for? In that case you'd more then likely wake up to some of whatever you were selling missing.

After having become more involved within the group and helping the boys to get more established within Dover Kevin started to become more relaxed and more at peace with his current situation. As time went on he had more and more free time and with the early May of 1895 in sight and warm weather coming back around the corner Kevin started to actively work on the Docks of Dover. By this time he was a hard working strong and determined 12 year old boy who didn't easily shy away from doing what needs to be done. A few months into having worked at the docks Kevin found himself being offered a job by the harbormaster to work on a ship that would soon set sail from London. After a few days of consideration Kevin eventually agreed and on July 20th, 1895 just after his 13th Birthday he made the difficult decisons to leave The Sons of Dover. After all goodbyes were said and done Kevin grabbed his posessions, made his last walk through his favorite places in Dover and eventually left town heading towards London.




A Sailor's Life For Me

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On July 22th, 1895 after having completed a two day long walk from Dover Kevin finally arrived in London. With only a few hours to spare he made his way through the crowded streets of London before eventually making it towards the docks and on board of a vessel by the name of the British Peer. The British Peer was a barque and what was known as a Windjammer due to her square rigged masts and sails. She was a three masted iron hull sailing ship designed to be used for long travel transportation between continents. A few hours after Kevin made his way on board the rest of the crew slowly started arriving and once the initial introductions had been made they loosened the ropes keeping her tied to the docks and slowly set sail towards their first destination.

Working on a ship that's sailing around the world is not an easy job and it's definitely not a job that's for everyone but to Kevin it was his world. He was obsessed with learning all the ins & outs of what people do on boats and what it's like to live on one. Throughout his time on board Kevin quickly learned what that was like and he absolutely fell in love with the open ocean and the freedom that it gave to a person. The relationship between him and the Crew was amazing and the communication between all of them was as smooth and quick as could be. The work was hard but in a weird way exactly what Kevin loved and what he imagined himself doing for the rest of his life. Kevin learned to love the sea, to love his crew, to love his work and to love himself.

After a few months on board Kevin was well and truly feeling at home. He spent his days working with his partner, bonding with the crew and bit by bit he worked his way up to having more responsibilities. During the voyages Kevin would try to just about help everybody everywhere. Most of the time you'd be able to find him below deck assisting Dexter Hill with preparing food for the crew. At other times you'd find him playing cards with the Swedes or just generally bonding with the crew, drinking, dancing, singing and such. Unloading and loading the ship was hard work but it wasn't anything that scared Kevin, in fact he loved to help just to be able to support the crew and play his part whilst he learned more and more. When docked in a port most nights the crew would leave the ship and all drink together in a local bar. Once the night was over the entire crew would waddle their way back to the ship before passing out in their hammocks being able to sleep for only a few hours before the hard work would resume the next day.

After a year of doing this, working with the crew, bonding and loving them the worst possible thing happened. On October 3rd, 1896 The British Peer set sail from London for the last time with a general cargo of Liquor, cork, candles, gunpowder, pianos, baths and building materials for the Cape. By all accounts the voyage was uneventful till hell one day all hell broke loose. On December 8th, 1896 The British Peer passed Dassen Island with Table Mountain in sight. At around 8pm all but the crew that remained on watch went to sleep below deck whilst the ship kept sailing towards the Cape with nothing but a skeleton crew. At 11pm just as the ship was passing Saldahan Bay all the crew below deck were awoken by the sudden shock of an impact. The crew was immediately called onto the deck by the second Mate, Herbert Dalfour, to find that the vessel had struck a reef. By this time Captain Jesse Jones was also on deck and ordered the crew to man the pumps and round the sails in an attempt to float her off.

As she sank rapidly by the bows it was clear that the ship was doomed. With lots of effort the crew battled to get the lifeboats into the water, one made it in but only a single man to get on board before it was swept away by the sea. The remaining crew gathered on the aft deck where they started burning blye lights and firing off rocket flares. The main and fore masts crashed overboard, tearing up the decks. The dekhouse was washed away and the cargo began spilling out of the holds, filling the sea with dangerous lethal spars and crates. Some of the crew managed to get their hands on some life-jackets. These crew members were to be the only ones to survive as one by one the waves picked men off the decks and swept them into the dangerous sea.

Kevin turned out to be one of the lucky few able to their hands on the life-jackets. In a heroic attempt he tried to carry two life-jackets through the water onto the main deck but inevitably he failed and he himself was also swept off the ship and dragged into the sea.




Unknown Territories

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December 9th, 1896, The sounds of waves crashing onto the shore and seagulls flying around in the air. Kevin woke up to being carried on a platform by strangers across an unknown beach on the shore of Africa. With the blinding sun shining into his face he was unable to tell who was carrying him or where he was being taken. Upon looking around to his sides he could spot the occasional pieces of litter and debris from The British Peer sticking out of the sand. His vision was blurry, his limbs felt numb and the blood seeping out of a wound on his head made him even more dizzy and confused then he already was. It didn't take long before he eventually succumbed to his exhaustion and pain and passed out.

As he slowly came more and more to his senses his memories started flooding back to him and sharp pain swept in.
Luckily for Kevin nothing was broken and he managed to get out of the ship alive unlike so many others. He managed to make it out of the shore's current that was filled with boxes, crates, wood, planks and other deadly items ramming into one another like colliding stars forming new galaxies.

Two days later on December 11th, 1896 Kevin woke up inside of a small wooden seaside cabin. A few people gathered around him and after the initial shock washed over he realized the severity of his situation. He was something on the lines of being a castaway in an unknown county, all alone between foreigners that didn't understand him and neither did he understand them. Via hand signs, items and using other examples to explain what was going on Kevin managed to get some kind of conversation going with the people that saved him from the beach. He learned that they were out trying to catch some fish when they came across Kevin laying on the shore. They took him to their home and looked after him for the days that he was out cold. The "conversation" they had was simple but with the best of intentions, via their behavior they made it known that they wanted him to stay down and rest. So he did, Kevin stayed in the little cabin for days, days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. As he started moving around he again he instinctually started helping out the family where he could. He got along with the younger boys of the family and


A Pirate's Life For Me

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Present Life 

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Affiliations 

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Death 

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Quotes 

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There is no such thing as equality, we're only equals when we're dead.

You absolute bunch of wankers! what did you think was going to happen.

Sometimes in order to see the light you have to face the darkness.

I wish time could stand still, if only for a minute.

Moral of the story is, I chose a half measure when I should have gone all the way.

War is where the young and stupid are tricked by the old and bitted into killing each other.

Trivia 

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Kevin lost the lower part of his right leg in the South-African Anglo-Boer War and wears a prosthetic.

Christmas time is hated by Kevin because it reminds him about the time when he left home.

Every stone on Kevin's necklace is engraved with the initials of people that he lost throughout his life.



Additional Information

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‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎SV British Peer

Ship Number 32
Vessel Type Fully Rigged Ship (ex-barque - bark)
Purpose Transport
Built Belfast
Builder Harland & Wolff Ltd, Belfast
Launch Date 31 January 1865
Delivered February 1865
Owner British Shipowners Ltd
Tonnage 1478 GRT
BP Length 210 feet
Breadth 36 feet
Propulsion Sail
Rigging 3 masts
Official No. 51452
Registered Liverpool
Fate Ran aground on 25 January 1890 (Wrecked)
Casualties all 19 missing crew members are presumed to be dead

Crew: 23 crew members (incl Captain)


- Confirmed Alive
- Presumed Dead

Captain: Jesse Jones -
First Mate: Alexander Vincent Harrison -
Second Mate: Herbert Balfour -
Third Mate: Allan Goodwin
Chief Engineer: Sven Weber
Second Engineer: Roswald Weber
Third Engineer: Hans Barber
Ship's Cook: Dexter Hill
Cook's Assistant: Caron Pritchard
Steward: George James Whyte -
Chief Medical: Gunnar Rantanen
Medical Assistant Harri Wyatt
Ship's Boy: Kevin Palmer
Crewmate Joseph Olsen
Crewmate Niklas Beck
Crewmate Emmett Lund
Crewmate Zayden Johansson
Crewmate Dan Larsson
Crewmate Mathias Pettersson
Crewmate Marcus Andersson
Crewmate Anton Nilsson
Crewmate Odin Olofsson
Crewmate Harald Gustafsson

The British Peer

The British Peer was a three-masted iron ship, built at the famous Harland and Wolff yards in Belfast, Ireland in 1865. Originally one of the fastest vessels in her class - she was what was termed a windjammer - alterations to increase her tonnage by lengthening her hull by 9 metres in 1877 completely spoiled her sailing powers and she was never as fast again. After these changes she measured 247.5 feet, and displaced 1478 tons.

The vessel belonged to the London shipowner, James Nourse and was captained by a 30-year-old Welshman, Jesse Jones, on her last two voyages. Excluding her master she carried a crew of 22, which on her last fateful voyage was made up of 7 Britons, 7 Swedes, 3 Norwegians, 3 Germans and 2 Finns.
She was described in the Cape Times as a “coolie ship”



The Wreck

On 3 October 1896 the British Peer sailed from London with a general cargo, which included liquor, cork, candles, gunpowder, pianos, baths and building materials for the Cape. By all accounts the voyage was uneventful and on 8 December the ship passed Dassen Island and had Table Mountain in sight. The sky was clear, the sea calm and the wind light. At about 8 pm all but those on watch went below and turned in for the night.

At 11pm the ship was passing Saldanha Bay when those below were woken by the shock of an impact. The crew was immediately called onto the deck by the second Mate, Herbert Balfour, to find that the vessel had struck a reef. By this time Captain Jones was also on deck and ordered the crew to man the pumps and round the sails in an attempt to float her off.

It was clear, though that the ship was doomed. As she sank rapidly by the bows the crew battled to launch the ship’s life boats. They got only one into the water, but only one man managed to get aboard before it was swept away by seas that had grown suddenly rough. The remainder of the crew gathered on the aft deck where they started burning blue lights and firing off rocket flares. The main and fore masts crashed over board, tearing up the decks. The deckhouse was washed away and cargo began spilling out of the holds, filling the sea with lethal, jostling spars and crates. Some of the crew sensibly chose to don life-jackets which were stored in the lazaretto and they were to be the ones to survive as one by one the waves picked men off the decks and swept them into the sea.

Caught in the longshore current that runs down the west coast the sailors were dragged south. Most were dashed against the rocks that line the shore and didn’t survive. Four managed to fight their way ashore on the only stretch of beach for miles, from whence they made their way to Ganzekraal, the farm of Albert Melck. Two days later they were put aboard a train for Cape Town, where, they were put up in the Sailors Home in Dock Road.

On 7 January 1897 a Court of Enquiry into the loss of the British Peer was held, presided over by the Resident Magistrate, Jan Cambier Faure, assisted by Captains George William Stanton of the Iolanthe, and Philip Moignard of the Garsdale. The reasons for the loss of the vessel were never ascertained as the only witnesses - the four survivors - were all below at the time she struck. However, based on the testimony of the survivors, two of whom indicated that they thought the vessel was too close to the shore, the court found that “the loss of the ship was occasioned by reckless navigation on the part of the master”.

The Aftermath

After the enquiry, the four survivors were discharged in Cape Town. The youngest, Joseph Olsen, made his way back to London and subsequently went on to captain his own vessel. Nothing is known of what happened to the others.

Back near the wreck site, bodies continued to wash ashore until early in January. Most had been so badly mutilated by the rocks that they were no longer identifiable and all were in an advanced state of decay. As a result it seems that under the direction of the local Field-Cornet they were buried pretty much where they were found. Altogether a total of fourteen bodies were recovered, including that of the Captain, although only eight were positively identified.

The wreck of the British Peer itself still lies in quiet obscurity in about nine meters of water off the rocky point known to local fishermen Kabeljou bank.


Notable Belongings

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- Necklace of small stones and crystals with the initals of all the people he lost carved into it.
- Compass from his former captain (Jesse Jones) of the British Peer.


Horses present & past

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Stripey - Mustang - Tiger Striped Bay


Character Theme song

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(Spotify) Killing in the name of ~ Rage Against The Machine
(Youtube) Killing in the name of ~ Rage Against The Machine


July 12th 1882 Star Sign

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Cancer is the fourth astrological sign, which is associated with the constellation Cancer. The symbol of the crab is based on the Karkinos, a giant crab that bit Hercules during his fight with the Hydra.

Cancer is a mysterious sign, full of contradictions. Wanting security and comfort while at the same time seeking adventure. Being helpful to others while at times cranky and indifferent. Cancer has forceful personality that is kept hidden under a calm and cool exterior. They can come out of their shell and shine, but then go right back and hide in their shell in the depths of the ocean.

Cancers value home comforts above all. True happiness can be found with a tranquil and harmonious home life. Comfort at home for themselves and their families is a high priority. Cancer is a sign that avoids conflicts and easily helps others to avoid trouble. Persistence and determination is their big strength.

Having a warm home and loving family could be called the ambition of a Cancer. You would probably want a Cancer to be your manager because they care and treat their employes as family. To their family Cancer is and will always be loyal and dedicated.