your kind is nearly gone from the world, and you know this all too well. with origins unknown, even by you, the burden of protecting everyone weighs heavy on your heart. you feel too much, know too much, and see all. this war is something sinister, and you wonder if it’s the final blow to your species. will you be enough to save them, or will you fade from history with the rest?
IVORY ● THE ELDEST HIPPOCAMPUS
length of time in port vale: off & on, a week returned
Weldon remembers what life was like before Assyria. There were no kingdom’s, no laws, just freedom to roam the seas, without having to worry about the safety of his brothers. When the mermaids were first created, Weldon welcomed having another species in the fold, and figured that the Hippocampi could work with the mermaids and make sure they know how to navigate their new lands safely and efficiently. He respected Assyrian law, but his brothers always came first, even if it meant going against the will of the Princesses.
The sirens began popping up around 250 years later, and over time, this gave Weldon an uneasy feeling. He felt something dark brewing, but he had no clue what was to come. Twenty-five years later, the swelling darkness erupted in conflict. Sirens attacked the outer edges of Assyrian kingdoms, laying waste to what remained of Assyrian culture in those areas. In the early days of the war, Weldon and his brethren stayed out of the conflict. That was until Hippocampi started disappearing. Over the years of the war, he started investigating the mysterious circumstances behind their disappearance, but turned up empty handed at every turn. This obsession for discovering the truth haunted Weldon until only 4 Hippocampi remained. He knew he had to quit worrying about why it was happening and focus on protecting his younger brothers.
While investigating the oceans further, he felt something worse coming. It had been over 50 years since the war had ended, and the mermaids and sirens had mostly resolved their differences, apart from personal feuds between mermaid leaders and siren captains. He remembered hearing of a small human town from his brother, Isidore. He knew he needed to go to his brother and make sure he was safe, and warn him about the evil he felt looming over the seas like a tempestuous storm. He made his way to Port Vale.
Weldon has always been the protective older brother, especially since the Hippocampi began to disappear, leaving only 4. He sees it as his responsibility to keep tabs on the other living Hippos and make sure they’re clear of danger. He is willing to do whatever it takes to protect the ones he cares about, Hippocampus or not. Sometimes this trait gets him into trouble, or most of the time. He enjoys loud, powerful music, and unlike most of his fellow sea-folk, he loves car rides. However, like his fellow sea-folk, he struggles with human concepts, and doesn’t have a problem voicing that to the unlucky human who is around to hear it.
BRASS: when she took charge of the caspian sea, you were there, watching. you remember it well, admiring the fierce little siren with a thirst for blood. your loyalty to the mermaids has always held strong, but you know deep down you’d come if she called and needed your help. in port vale, the lines have blurred; you want to see her succeed, and it has torn your heart in two. most of all, you’re beginning to lose hope for the future of assyria, but her resolve stays strong.
SAPPHIRE: you know both mermaid princesses sisters quite well, but there is a special companionship with this antarctic twin. with the unruly sirens of the coral sea, you have had to come to her aid more than once to settle threats and disputes, and now consider yourself almost a knight of her court, unofficially. sometimes, you wonder if the line between professional and friendly has been blurred, but you both are too scared to take that leap. port vale has, of course, changed the tide of how things should be, yet again.
COMPASS: she is familiar; you have met once before, long ago. fresh-faced and new on the sea, you remember her well, coming to dock in a far-away harbor with excitement for the world and it’s adventures it offers. now, something about her spirit seems broken, a shattered reminder of how dark and cruel the planet is. on land, you feel uncomfortable, but she is a steady reminder of a time when all was well, and nothing was about to fall to pieces.
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