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[h3][color=0072bc][i]Xen[/i][/color][/h3]
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[b]Location:[/b] [i]Calhearth Docks[/i]
[b]Notes:[/b] Dressed down for moving about the Calhearth with ease
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[url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/ce/3d/91/ce3d91f17269149e2339d56fe14f70a1--sea-art-pirate-ships.jpg]Ornate weaponry. Slightly pale face. Red eyes.[/url]
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The veiled reference to Cynthia made his blood curl. As the progenitor of mankind, she was hailed as a god. The only one keeping her in check during that first Eon was Elk. When Elk disappeared, however, Cynthia went mad. She became a tyrant. The demigod Coyote used her tyranny to his advantage, spreading his lycanthropic disease to Y'vera's new dissenters of all races. Storxx and Rolark, rulers of ithica, united the races of the plane against the demigods, under the belief that mortals should govern themselves. This conflict ultimately culminated in the bloodbath of the Cynthia Wars. 

In that Eon, Xen went by Celderon. He worked closely with the guilds and royalty of Delteria, contributing to the boom of technology the Fae had brought with their crystal based machinations. He had stumbled upon the most important discovery of their time on a recent expedition to The Grand Barrens: thistlization. The species there seemed to live forever. He kept it secret, however. He suspected demigods wouldn't like others joining their immortal ranks: it was the most important distinction between their followers and themselves. The truth eventually emerged in the chaos surrounding Elk's disappearance. Mortals rarely noticed Celderon's lack of aging, but to Cynthia it stuck out like the Spires themselves. To say it was the catalyst to her tyranny would be disingenuous. She always had the potential for the vile acts she committed in the years to come; Celderon's immortality simply caused it sooner rather than later. 

[color=0072bc]"No mention of Cynthia. Don't pray to her on my ship, don't bring her relics anywhere near here, and don't herald her 'grace' to my crew. Otherwise, welcome aboard."[/color] Xen lead the way onto the ship with a flourishing bow and a rare smile.

[color=0072bc]"It's a small vessel, but the infirmary is yours. Grimmsley!"[/color]

[color=f7941d]"Yes Cap'n?"[/color] He was still nearby, overlooking the crew getting ready to set off.

[color=0072bc]"Introduce our newest recruit to the crew. And now that you don't 'ave to handle the medical supplies, I expect a bit more from the first mate."[/color] 

[color=f7941d]"O'course, certainly Cap'n."[/color] He turned to face Ivory. [color=f7941d]"Knew ya'd come along eventually. Ya like the a'venture a bit too much to resist."[/color] He gave a wink before shouting to the crew. [color=f7941d]"Cap'n's aboard! Pack up 'n' cast off! An' Loro!"[/color] The ogre stopped and slowly turned at the mention of his name. He had a large shipping container full of various meats in his hands. [color=f7941d]"Dinna' for ten tonight! We've got ourselves a new recruit!"[/color] Normally Loro would be displeased with extra mouths to feed, but his discontentment changed to a pleasant surprise upon spying 'Ivy' on the deck. [color=82e806]"Aye-aye!"[/color] he slowly responded as he squeezed through the doorway belowdecks.