I’ve seen a post of Daehyun’s backstory but I’d love to see Lukas’ backstory next 👀
I definitely have some plans for Lukas's backstory and It's coming soon! Don't listen to this mf
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“Death is mercy, execution is vengeance.”
“How many people do you plan on…executing?”
“Who said anything about people?”
Before you could have called her a marine biologist, maybe a lover of nature. She was once a carefree doe, but even with all her graceful freedom, she couldn’t out run a bullet.
Neither could a hunter.
A hunter, fisher, and tracker by trade Hydie guts the things she once spent so much time admiring and studying. However, she’s after something more elusive than manatee, dolphins or whales: she wants a siren. A very specific siren.
Sirens are considered myths and fairytales in some waters, but not the ones she is navigating. Hydie used to have dreams of meeting one, maybe even having the pleasure of studying it up close.
Presently, she can count on one hand how many she has studied with the edge of her blade. Though her notes are scarce, there is one thing she breaths as she shatters their bones.
“It’s not real”
Sirens have the ability to wear the face of lost loved ones. Though their appearance is often a mockery, like a half finished clay mask, their voices rang true and clear. So, really, after the first couple times she should have gotten used hearing him scream. At least they could never replicate the sound from…
She’ll follow Motti on her quest. Foolish. Loyal. The red head needed a crew, and Hydie needed to sail dangerous waters. Maybe they will both find what they are looking for.
Perhaps, when it was finished, her captain will still have the same fire in her eyes. All Hydie can do is hope Motti is prepared for the kind of sea the ‘Black Fiend’ was sailing on.
Lex was right. Everyone had a past they were running from…
…but if Lex could stop putting hers down (booze bottles) on her notes that would be great. Hydie’s papers now had little condensation rings.
@caycanteven and @mothiepixie I’m just jumping on the boat if that’s okay 👍
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I was thinking about Hiram's earlier days in the neath, I remember his first Nightmares 8 achievement (Dream's Mirror) but not when he first got to Wounds 8, so I chose to make it the starting point of his Getting A Bit Mad About The State Of Things arc.
Assorted headcanons under the cut, cw for death and murder:
Hiram died for the first time during the fall, he bled out on the streets after a piece of cornice from a building fell on his head. He blacked out before dying and he woke up still a bit dizzy, after a weird dream about drowning in black water.
After failing to find his family's house (the entire street sank), he went to the Hargraves' law firm offices to salvage what he could. Two men were looting the place and he tried to reason with them, but it didn't work. Things devolved into a fight, ill equipped and desperate on Hiram's part, until the looters stabbed him and left him for dead.
The Boatman had the occasion to give him an extensive talk about the nature of death in the neath, and something clicked in Hiram's head as he realised that if dying had no consequence whatsoever there was no point in trying to reason with the looters. Actually there was no point in trying to reason with people in general. What was the worst that could happen? Death? Apparently not.
He knew how to fence for sport and shoot to hunt, so some defence and attack skills were definitely there, but what wasn't there from the start was the hubris that came with the fact that a lot of Socially Acceptable Actions and their Consequences were now completely inconsequential, death included. It was up to him to make things consequential if he cared about them, and he cared very much about the remains of his family's possessions.
He did everything he could to find the two men again, and after a few months of snooping around as a census taker and dealing with smugglers, he finally found out their names and location. He had no intention of reasoning with them this time, or buying his things back. He shot the looters and managed to recover a stack of documents, some daguerreotypes, and a few paintings, including a family portrait.
He never spared a thought for the fact that he had just killed two men because 1) they killed him first and retaliation felt satisfying, 2) he was still mourning his family, 3) death didn't matter anymore and 4) if death didn't matter, then why was his family gone and he wasn't?
Years later, after studying the effects of the Treacheries, the timing between the moment his house collapsed (when London began to sink) and his first death (when London was far enough from the Sun) was still driving him mad.
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