"As my previous post suggests, little ships annoy me."
Hehe, you should learn to be in control of the wind, Admiral - you´d be amazed, what a few broadsides from those annoying little ships can do to your sides and stern, out of reach from your mighty and clumsy guns <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/smile.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="
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I mostly like pirates and english privateers for dinner, sailing everything from a schooner to a brig - anything bigger would be a commerce-friendly Indiaman. Escorts are sparsely used, as I like being the underdog to keep the stakes high.
As I am a bit of a couch-historian towards european naval history, my character was an easy choice:
Born 1783 in Assens, Fyen, little Peter used to sail his paperboats in the local pond. Based alone on this fact, his father sent him to the Naval Academy. Questioning every dictation from authorities, the boy was punished almost on a weekly basis during his education. At age 17, Peter Willemoes' first command was "Naval Battery No1" in the Battle of Copenhagen. This hasty built blankerfleet consisted of 24 36-pounder guns, but the original guncrews were all dead within half an hour and was replaced by untrained peasants and students. The young lieutenant's fast training and motivation of these scared and puking souls soon led to the complete destruction of the "HMS Elephant", forcing Nelson to retreat to "HMS Ganges". After the battle, the famous victor noted the courage of the young man and mentioned him before the defeated Crown Prince Frederik.
In 1808 he was acting premierlieutenant aboard the last stand, the Royal Danish Navy had to offer - the 64-gun ship-of-the-line "Prinds Christian Frederik". He was the first to die, 24 years old, in a fierce fight to the death and destruction of the ship and crew against the two british ships-of-the-line, "NASSAU" and "STATELY" and the 74-gun frigate, "QUEBEC".
Peter Willemoes was described as a goodlooking and charming young man. He carried an untraditional angle towards most aspects of life. He could, wanted and dared to give his life to what he believed in, and was able to motivate and encourage his surroundings to do the same. Heroes are not always the nelson-type, arrogantly watching their victory disappear in a sea of blood from the poop-deck. And duty alone does not always make a hero. My character is chosen by my knowledge of him, not his nationality; he symbolizes the characteristics of a lot of great historical men from all over the world, who walked the fine line between extreme acts of duty and insane risk calculations - most often knowing and accepting the ultimate prize in doing so.