"There I was, trapped in the brigadoons of Charybdis' maw, fightin' off a dozen galleons of the undead scourge army, when--"
His skill in sailing is unmatched, his successes insurmountable, his wisdom timeless... as he is happy to tell anyone within earshot over and over again when given the chance.
Octavius was once the esteemed captain of his own ship. At least he was before his "crew of no-good lackies" betrayed him in a mutiny. Little else can be gleaned from his inane ramblings, as the Comeil is often completely absorbed into his own retellings of his famous exploits and grand adventures. He doesn't seem to know where or when he is; sometimes it sounds like he believes he's back on his ship again. Trying to break through his delusions is a losing battle-- he'll just snap at you in some old crusty sailor lingo and order you to mop the deck.
No one's completely sure if he's alive or dead.
Thank you SuperSheep! 2/4/17 Poppeted and boxed 10/4/17