Duncan Cuelle

Duncan is the fourth son of a soldier from the small country of Eurul. As such, he was raised to be a soldier of the same grain as his father from a young, young age. However, Duncan hated the life of a soldier: or, at least, he hated training to be one. He didn’t want to fight in the Dourjda army… he just wanted to get married and raise kids in peace. After about a week of protesting and Duncan attempting to escape from home, his parents decided on a compromise. Duncan was apprenticed to a blacksmith, and he was forced to train in the sword after he was done at the blacksmith’s. Duncan gladly agreed to the compromise, and developed his own fighting style using two swords.

At the age of sixteen, Duncan met the love of his life: a young woman named Anna. At eighteen, the two of them were married. Duncan convinced Anna to leave Dourjda with him at nineteen, because he didn’t want his love to be menaced by pirates in the Grand Line. Duncan managed to get them safe passage to the East Blue, where he used his blacksmithing skills to keep his new family fed.

Duncan and Anna had their first daughter, Lily, when Duncan was twenty. In his spare time, when he wasn’t at the forge, Duncan would train with his two scimitars in order to be able to protect his family, if there was a pirate attack. Duncan’s next daughter, Emma, came at the age of twenty two; twins Sam and Alex came at twenty five. Daniel was born when Duncan was thirty two, and Paul, the youngest, was born when he was thirty five. The most joyous part of Duncan’s life was when Lily married and gave birth to Duncan’s grandson, Frederick.

Unfortunately, Duncan’s joy was short lived. When piracy swelled due to the legend of ‘One Piece’, Duncan found himself flooded with orders from Marines and pirates alike for swords, guns, and similar weaponry. Though Duncan was wary of producing so many tools of war, he desperately needed the money for his growing family. There were actually so many orders that Duncan simply could not keep up. He accidentally overlooked an order from an extremely dangerous pirate crew. The captain of these pirates, a very small but deadly crew, was furious at Duncan’s apparently impudence.

At night, the crew launched an attack on Duncan’s town. The attack was ruthless and merciless, and very few civilians survived the first attempt on their lives. The screams of his neighbors woke Duncan in frenzy, and in a bid to defend his family, Duncan grabbed his scimitars to confront the pirates. He managed to kill seven of the twenty man crew before he was stopped by the crew’s first mate. Their engagement lasted three minutes, but it was all the first mate needed to slash Duncan across the face and chest.

The first mate left Duncan where he fell, and as the captain stood over Duncan’s exhausted and wounded body, Duncan begged for the captain to spare his family. The captain responded with a humorless smile, and he signaled for his men to move into the house. The pirate crew then dragged Duncan’s family out into his field of vision. Duncan tried to rise to his feet, but a swift stomp on his back, courtesy of the captain, smashed his body into the ground. Duncan whimpered and could only whisper, “Please… don’t…” The captain continued with his humorless grin and signaled once more. The captain yanked up Duncan’s head and forced him to watch as the pirate crew brutally murdered every one of his family members.

By the time they had gotten to his wife, Duncan couldn’t even be forced to watch any more: the tears filling his eyes made it almost impossible for him to see at all. It was all Duncan could do to uncontrollably weep, but even then the captain was unsatisfied. “I’m not done with him yet, boys!” He laughed cruelly as he pulled Duncan around. “Pin him down, boys!” Each crew member stood on a different one of Duncan’s limbs as the captain dealt his punishment:


The pirates left then, leaving Duncan alone, miserable, exhausted, bleeding, and humiliated. Ten minutes later, Duncan passed out due to blood loss. Five minutes after that, the Marines arrived and transported the seriously wounded Duncan to the hospital.

Somehow, Duncan managed to survive his blood loss. After his recovery, Duncan tried to avoid thinking about his lost family through the only method he knew: blacksmithing. Duncan spent the next full year of his life blacksmithing day by day, week by week. Duncan only slept when his body couldn’t stay awake any longer, and he ate as he worked. When he did sleep, his nightmares haunted him, though his brain blocked out why they terrified him so deeply.

He finally tried to move on from his trauma, hoping that it was what Anna would have wanted. For two years, Duncan tried to find someone new to love and respect, but the scars on his face and chest deterred many possible lovers. Even if a possible lover looked past his huge size and his scars, his… disability scared them away.

One day, when he had been left by yet another woman, Duncan had dejectedly picked up the newspaper. He found the cover story to be about the pirate crew that murdered his family and perpetually humiliated him. As he read the passage, Duncan found himself overcome with blinding rage and sorrow. All the sadness and anger he had suppressed over the past three years beat him in the face all at once. He finally accepted the fact that he could never forget what happened that night. He wanted revenge… no, he needed revenge. And he knew he would get it no matter what.

He remembered the men and women who had saved him from death that night: the Marines. They could help him. They had to help him. They existed to destroy pirates. He would join them, he would lend them his aid. And maybe, one day… he could kill the bastards who turned his heaven into his hell.

Much to Duncan’s surprise, he was accepted into the Marines with little to no questions asked. Duncan began training with a ruthless obsession. He trained in the Marines for three years, gaining a small reputation as a ruthless and deadly swordsman.