have thomas and lord weatherby swann ever met? was weatherby a contemporary of his father’s?

Questions like these make me want to bring Weatherby back to the blog honestly, because timeline wise it would make perfect sense for Weatherby and Thomas to have been contemporaries!

They actually would have been born around roughly the same time ( on my blog’s timeline actually Weatherby is only a year older than Thomas ) which is something I hadn’t mathed out earlier though now that it’s in front of me it’s kind of wild to consider that these lives would be so parallel to one another and yet so far apart.

I have Weatherby set as born in 1672, making him 47 when he and Elizabeth move to Port Royal where he has been appointed governor in 1719. Thomas, meanwhile, was born in 1673, making him 42 when he reunited with McGraw after ten years on the plantation in 1715.

Chances are fairly high that Weatherby and Thomas attended school together, with Thomas just behind, and that their circles were relatively close considering Lord Alfred Hamilton was governor of the Bahamas prior to his death in 1708, and it is likely that Weatherby’s family was in close association to the Hamiltons prior to Weatherby’s appointment over Port Royal.

have thomas and cutler met?

Once upon a time, Thomas punched Cutler Beckett in the face. It was awesome.

Ridiculous Mean Girls nonsense aside, Sky and I did have some discussion about how it was likely that Cutler worked within Thomas’ circles and some of his *ahem* backdoor dealings as … it … were … ended up mixing with people Thomas felt rather protective of, thus leading to said violence.

I actually never did do the math on it though and fun fact with the math this is actually impossible and I am mad at me. Here is why though. ( Lemme do the math for you I guess, says He Who Hates Math )

The story takes place in 1715, which coincides with the Price of Freedom timeline, when Cutler is stationed in Africa in his very early 20′s. I believe he’s 24 @tidefated correct me if I’m wrong.

Anywhore Thomas was relevant in England 8 – 10 years ago. When Cutler was anywhere from 14 – 16 so like even if they had met I doubt tiny Cutler would have made much of an impression on the then 20-something Lord Hamilton.

have thomas and norrington ever met?

As I don’t write James Norrington this is 100% extrapolated from details amassed over the years on Lawrence Norrington, his esteemed father whom I have occasionally NPC’d and whose fate I ended up designing for other reasons. I know far more about him than I do about his son as most of my experiences with James outside of canon have been various roleplayers who all have different Hot Takes.

Chances are Lawrence was contemporaries with the senior Lord Hamilton – and most assuredly with Admiral Hennessey. They’re all in roughly the same age group, with Lawrence arguably the youngest among them. While it is possible that Thomas and James interacted as children, the fact of the matter is distinguished though he might have been through battle and his nautical skills, Lawrence Norrington was a self made man who bore no titles and therefore is unlikely to have been in a position to place his son amid such esteemed peers at that time.

The only other possibility would be for them to meet at school – and by this point Lawrence would have enough of a name for himself and enough of a spare in his pocketbook to afford the best possible education for his only son, so this is the most likely window available – but also depends 100% on the portrayal of James himself, as I have seen him pressed by his own father as early as eight ( which is in keeping with the canon considering he was dragged pirate hunting when he was barely five! ) and I have seen him as an educated bastard who started his career somewhat later than most on account of an extended study period, with a grand sense of self importance and a dire need to impress others on account of his father, whose shadow he would always be at war with.

Ultimately I think there is argument for and against, so it would be up to you and whoever is playing him to figure out the best point for them to cross paths based on how that person in particular views James’ upbringing ( and lackthereof. )

“i’m sorry, but are you in the right house?” (one jack sparrow is standing in thomas’s office and thomas is frankly more confused and miffed than either dismayed or alarmed. he’s got terrible self-preservation skills, what can i say)

Jack knew, whole and fully well, that he had miscalculated by one or a dozen windows, and most certainly entered the wrong building. However, out of politeness he did make a slight show of looking around just to be doubly sure, before facing the rather befuddled lordling he’d stepped in on with the intent of escaping via that window.

“‘Fraid not,” He agreed solemnly, “Seem to have misplaced myself – happens all the time,” He offered a quick, disarming smile, and pointed toward the window before remembering that wasn’t how the gentry did things, and turning instead toward the door he’d just walked through. “I’ll see myself out, shall I?”

Friendly Advice

@least-among-hamiltons continued from [x]

Charles didn’t know what to expect of this man of Flint’s, but as the words droned on he supposed it wasn’t at all surprising that he would turn out to be inherently similar. He spoke a great deal – and if his words were winds, they would surely fill sails. Unlike Flint, however, he lacked the ability to captivate, to push those sails into any particular direction – causing them to fall flat despite all the blustering.

He certainly had a lot to fucking say about nothing at all worth hearing, at any rate.

“You know,” Charles did not deign to uncross his arms, maintaining his unimpressed position propped against the doorframe and observing Hamilton from a distance, “There are a few men on this island that fancy themselves storytellers – men who inspire with their words, to rouse others to do things they might never think of.”

Straightening, he unfolded his arms and set his hands idly at his sides as he stepped over, coming to rest them against the back of a chair. “I’m going to recommend you leave the talking to them.” It was perhaps difficult to tell with the raspy quality of his voice that these words lacked any malice – but in truth, Charles felt this to be genuinely thoughtful advice as opposed to any direct insult – and perhaps in anticipation of the presumption he was directing an assault, he went so far as to elaborate himself, which was not something he extended often.

“You assume that your history makes you bigger than you are – all you just did was illustrate why no man here should trust you, though I think you were aiming for the opposite effect. Best then, to learn how to navigate before trying to lead, wouldn’t you agree?”