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 Arcadia, the Scion As long as humans have shared stories, they've talked of creatures beyond comprehension. Sometimes the fey folk, sometimes monsters, demons, or creatures stranger still. Many of these stem from the same origin: visitors from the land of Faerie. And, well, that's where I'm from too. My father, well, he got lost. Very, very lost. So lost, in fact, that he stumbled into this hidden realm of magic and love and monsters and danger when he was walking to the corner store. It's not unlike Keystone, now that I think of it, but it was quite a shock for him. He's never been as in-tune with things like this as I am, but I suppose that makes sense. After all, I do take after mother. For better or worse. quote:• Who is your supervillain parent? Queen Mab. Yes, the very same. She's been a scourge upon Keystone — and realms beyond your understanding — for the last... I honestly have forgotten the date of the first sighting. Quite some time ago, long beyond the memory of any still living. It's a little odd how time works in Faerie. From my perspective, it's only been a matter of months since I first saw my loving mother turn into... well, the Queen you know. Dark and beautiful and terrible beyond measure. Her loyal knights, the Wild Hunt, have matched wits with the best and brightest heroes for generations. Her endless legions of lesser fae, too, trouble the people of Keystone and beyond as they seek the riches and offerings that the Queen craves. quote:• Who told you about your parent’s true nature? It's... complicated. On the one hand, it's no secret — to me at least — that the Fae are strongly influenced by those around them. I'm no different, honestly, though my human blood gives me a stronger sense of self than those of mo- Queen Mab's court. You must understand, when I was growing up... things were perfect. They were idyllic, possibly beyond your comprehension. I frolicked in lands of — quite literal — milk and honey. I matched wits and swashed buckles with red cap bandits! Every day was a new adventure, every turn a new discovery. Even the endless politics of the Fae Courts were enjoyable. The dancing was quite incredible. If that man, Hermes, had never come, maybe things never would have changed. But come he did. He found his way into the realm of Faerie, but where my father was lost... let's simply say that Hermes did not arrive by coincidence. The Fae love new stimulation, though, so he was quickly able to find a place at my mother's... the Queen's side. The shift was as dramatic as it was sudden. Where once the realms were ruled with love, justice, and no little whimsy, the Queen's rule became one of tight, iron-fisted tyranny. Her subjects followed in her wake, soon reflecting her nature with their own, and I could feel my own starting to darken. quote:• Why did you turn from your lineage to be a hero? Let me be utterly, perfectly clear. I love the Faerie that was. The Faerie that should be. The fact that I cannot enter it without daring existential peril pains me greatly, as does the loss of many friends and those I considered family. I have not turned from my lineage. I will not turn from them. And, mark my words, I will bring the Faerie that was back to primacy. So, some months ago by your measure, I finished working my way out through the hidden hedges and paths from the now-Court of the True Queen. I found myself in Keystone Bay, a place far from that what I know, but perhaps the key to returning the Queen — my mother — to her true self. quote:• Who, outside of the team, helps you on your chosen path? ...This is also a complicated matter, I must apologize. As mentioned, time flows differently between your realm and mine. When I escaped Faerie, I found that you heroes have always known Queen Mab to be a terrible threat. And, too, I found myself the subject of much scrutiny. Suffice to say I was not about to submit to a different sort of bondage. I knew that I could not rely on the heroes of your realm, not as of yet, and I knew I would need to find someone upon whom I could. I possess many of the talents of my people, glamour and the gift alike, and I used my senses to identify the one who would best help my quest. Now, the one that my divinations identified... it was most unexpected. It was my father, Alek Levintus, but not as I knew him as a child. This Alek was one who had not yet stumbled onto the path that leads him the realm of Faerie and, too, has never met my mother. I cannot say whether this is a different one entirely or simply another casualty in the tenuous grasp of time that our realms share. He found my story fanciful, at first, but eventually, I was able to assuage his concerns with knowledge of his life that he could not explain away. He has graciously given me space to stay and his knowledge of Keystone Bay has proven most helpful in establishing the leads I must follow towards my desired future. quote:• Why do you care about the team? I constantly face the pressure of a city, a world, that insists I become what it wants. These few companions are a source of solace and sense of self that is irreplaceable. I've lost much, that is why I am here, but I do not regret finding those who I would gladly see at my side on the day we finally return Faerie to what it should truly be. The Scion posted:Hero Name: Arcadia Tricky fucked around with this message at 14:22 on Sep 25, 2018 |
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quote:Someone important learned about my lineage and condemned us all. Who? Why? As the matters of the Pandemonium Museum wound to a close, a number of more established heroes finally responded to the trouble. I won't bore you with the full list, it was quite extensive, but the most... troublesome, shall we say, of them was The Knight-Errant herself. She has long had history with my mother's court and, indeed, was one of the first to battle the Wild Hunt and the fey legions of Queen Mab. By all accounts, she looks but a mere fraction of her true age. And, if I'm correct, the secret behind that is a particularly potent charm. It's strangely familiar, something that I've surely seen before, though I cannot quite remember it. Suffice to say, it did not take her long to puzzle out my own truth. None in Keystone are more familiar with the realm of Faerie than she. While it was impossible for her to attack us, victorious in battle and saviors of the day, those same considerations did not still her poisoned tongue. She spoke to any who would listen, at great length, as to how the attack of the cursed mummy had clearly been a ploy by myself and my comrades to advance some foul plot. I do not believe many took her words to heart, but it seems unlikely that she'll be content with that.
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