[center][u][b]Delsin Rowe[/b][/u]
Level 1 [0/10]
Gateon Port - Carcass Isle
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Delsin stood on the dock with a frown. It looked nothing like home. The last thing he remembered before this new place was the memorial he'd made for Reggie. He had began searching for Fetch, Eugene, any of the Akomish tribe, anyone he knew. He'd even take a DUP as an ally if it meant getting back home. 

"You ready, lad?" the captain asked, starting Delsin. 

With a hand to his chest and a slight chuckle, the Conduit nodded, "ready as I'll ever be."

It was supposed to be a few days' travel to the nearest port across the water. They had barely lasted a single day before they were set upon by monstrous storms that drove them south into the dreaded Bottomless Sea. They crashed, stranded on an unknown isle. A few of the men decided to try to scavenge for food and useful items. Instead, they brought back a disease, one that transformed them by something referred to as the "Pelagic Plague" into what the others called fishmen. They were monsters. Big, fish-like, animalistic monsters. There was nothing left of the men they used to be. 

That was 3 days ago. 

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How long had it been? Delsin was huddled in the corner of the ship. He was in a strange world without his powers, left alone. Was anyone coming for him? Did anyone even know the ship had crashed? It didn't seem like anyone even knew he existed. 

It seemed like a week ago and a few hours ago at the same time when the crew of the ship he'd been on began changing. Some type of disease. The captain had protected him.

Looking across the room, he saw the spot the captain's body had turned to ash in. 

He had to get out. 

Moving from his corner, he began walking around, just to stretch his limbs. It was at that point he heard voices. After grabbing some of the dry, broken wood that would really only be useful in a fire, he followed the sounds, though he had to sneak by more than his fair share of the fish monsters that used to be people. 

It had taken a while but he did find the group making noise. At first glance, they all appeared to be people. As he got closer, starting hidden behind large rocks and trees, he noticed some of these people weren't humans. 

Some of them were definitely turtle-men, another who looked like a robot, and there was no telling how different even the ones who looked like normal people were. 

At least they looked like they were setting up a camp. Maybe they were friendly? There was only one way to find out. 

But could he do it? Was there a chance of them becoming fish monsters too? Would they accept him? 

"Reggie, help me," he whispered. 

Delsin approached the camp, appearing non-hostile. "Room for one more?" he asked with a slight chuckle. "I got firewood."

He stood near enough to be seen and heard, though still far enough away that he could easily still make a run for it if he needed to. He hoped he didn't need to. It was difficult enough with the monsters who moved on instinct. He didn't need intelligent enemies chasing him. Where would he even go?