Hello! This is mainly going to be a dumping ground for Fallen London stuff, so I don’t end up cross-contaminating things with Warhammer 40,000. If for some reason you want to see that, you want @thelostprimarch instead.
Without further ado, the fools are under the cut:
Lieutenant Dunstan Cassel - The Vigilant Lieutenant
As the second son of the Earl Cassel of Midlothian, Dunstan was expected to join the British Army and defend the Empress’s realms in her absence. And so he did, meeting his end under sunlight in Afghanistan while trying to prevent Russian interference in the Raj.
Or so he thought.
Instead, Dunstan wakes up amongst the dead, with a memory full of starlight and a need to understand.
On a journey that takes him first to Italy and then down the Cumaean Canal to the fallen City of London, Dunstan comes to realize a terrible truth - that he isn’t Dunstan Cassel anymore. Instead, he is a star - a Judgement forced down the Chain and into a human form.
More specifically, Dunstan is the Judgement variously known as the Azurite, the Hooded King, Regent of Mists, or the Regent of Swords. As a consummate spymaster of Heaven (second only to his elder brother, the White), the Azurite holds dominion over secrets and the forge. And he is hungry.
In less than five hours, Hell’s monthly cut of the soul trade is devoured and Dunstan is thrown into New Newgate. But he is sated. For now.
The internal conflict between what remains of Dunstan the mortal and the Azurite drives him insane enough to become a Seeker of the Name. While the recent chaos surrounding Hell has forced the Azurite to make compromises, it is only the extended isolation on Winking Isle that saves both of them from going fully NORTH.
Currently: Taking apart infernal rifles to further his own understanding of this new weapon design.
Sergeant Ilya Morozov - The Unassuming Sergeant
Originally a Sergeant in the Imperial Russian Army, Ilya plays the Great Game on behalf of the Motherland in the heart of London.
...Or he did up until February 14th, 1862, when London fell into the Earth. What came after was the unexpected beginning of the best and worst year of Ilya’s life.
As Ilya helped to sort through the chaos of the Fall, he was brought into the Ministry of Accounting and Recounting as a census agent by his fellow lodger Griselda Smith. Brought into closer proximity thanks to their common employer, the two immediately click and a whirlwind romance follows, culminating first in a stunt involving getting an act passed by a Parliament staffed with drownies on behalf of a mutual friend accused of murder, and then a wedding under the spires of the Bazaar, with Mr Pages presiding.
Forty years later, Ilya is the foremost agent of the Tragedy Commission and the husband of the Efficient Commissioner. As the Unassuming Sergeant, Ilya ensures that both London and the Bazaar can survive and thrive, regardless of what the upstarts set on fire next.
Currently: Wrangling chiropteran officials on behalf of the Efficient Commissioner. He’s subdued one before and will do it again, for God’s sake.
Lady Erisia “Eris” Morne - The Shrewd Violinist, Ms Cards
A scion of Austrian nobility fleeing an arranged marriage, Erisia came to the Neath in search of a card game that will grant her her heart’s desire.
The only thing Eris brings to the Neath with her besides the clothes on her back is her violin. Rumors say that while the redhead’s smiles can break hearts, her music can heal them - even the broken heart of a sun.
Currently: Playing songs of the distant Surface in Veilgarden. She has a feeling these will echo through the centuries.
Morrigan Elsinore - The Salt-Veined Viscountess
Another original resident of the city, Morrigan was raised on the docks and had barely set out on her own when the bats came.
Like Ilya, she was brought on by Griz to help with the census, but Morrigan quickly distinguished herself by untangling a tricky case of murder amongst the early chaos of the Fall, despite scandalous rumors claiming that Ms. Elsinore was involved with a Master of the Bazaar.
In the 1890s, Morrigan has control of a large Unterzee shipping concern and has a reasonably-sized estate on Watchmaker’s Hill. She generally keeps to herself unless there is trouble on the docks or a case no one else can solve, but there are always reports of a figure in the Bazaar Side-Streets who lets themselves into the strange spires through a side door. And there are even stranger rumors regarding her time in the Presbyterate, and a deal with the Mountain of Light itself...
Currently: Picking out novels for a certain hoard library. It’ll like these, she thinks.
