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* '''[[Darlingverse/Kael/Statblock]]


== Other ==
'''The Steadfast Protector'''


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'''Role:''' Guardian of the watery realms, provider of stability and loyalty.


Before Darling: Kael was a strong, earnest boy of about twelve, living with his parents near the docks of Waterdeep. He loved to spend his days watching the ships, dreaming of far-off lands and the strong, dependable dockworkers who moved mountains of cargo. He wasn't grizzled, but he was always the first to offer a hand, a natural protector of smaller children, and possessed a quiet resilience that belied his age. He took immense pride in any small chore or task, wanting to prove his capability.
'''[[Darlingverse/Kael/Statblock]]'''


Captured by Papa: One evening, after helping a local merchant stack crates late into the dusk, Kael found himself alone in a quiet alley. A sudden, cloying sweetness filled the air, and then a heavy sack was thrown over his head. He remembered struggling fiercely, the muffled sound of unfamiliar voices, and the terrifying sensation of being dragged into a dark, suffocating space.
From Kael's perspective, he's just trying to keep this strange, fragile world from falling apart, doing what he does best: protecting what he cares about, one Voice, Denizen, or structure at a time.


Papa's Basement and the Void: His next fragmented memory was of waking in a cold, stone basement, dimly lit by a flickering light. He saw other children, frightened and huddled in cages. The air was thick with a metallic tang and a faint, sickly sweet scent. He recalled the terror of watching a large, shadowed figure—Papa—approach one of the smaller cages. He heard a soft whimper, saw a flash of movement, and then his vision blurred into an overwhelming, formless horror. The memory always fades to black after that, a chilling void where the true terror lies.


Life in the Darlingscape: The First Builder of Walls: When Kael awoke inside "The Golem's Canvas," he had no clear memory of what had come before. This vast, shifting city felt like a strange purgatory, a fragmented world that needed tending. He remembered his childhood impulse to protect and build. His core belief that "a strong wall makes a strong home" guided his actions.
== Intro ==
[[File:Portrait of Kael.png|thumb|300px|Kael]]
You have memories of the scent of tar and brine mingling with the smell of strong coffee. Life was simple but demanding; you ran around the docks, people impressed by your quiet strength and your absolute refusal to leave a friend in need. Words echo from times pas: "loyalty is the strongest anchor," a code you lived by. Your hands bear the scars of a lifetime spent hauling heavy freight and fishing lines. The fragments of memories end with what may have been a dark alley and a light, followed by something... uncomfortable.


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Your true beginning here was that single light again, slowly resolving into the gentle, constant light filtering into the Estuary Shack. The comforting lap of water beneath the floorboards was the first truly real thing you had felt in an eternity.


You quickly found your purpose. Your domain was the water and the docks, a reliable refuge from the sprawl of the city. You took to greeting the Denizens — the ordinary folk who moved through Darlington City — as your new neighbors. They needed a steady hand and a calm presence, especially when the shadows started to lengthen and coalesce into things that shouldn't be. You made it your job to stand between them and the dark, keeping your corner safe. Sometimes, you notice that a neighbor you were just talking to seems to have vanished when you turn back, only to see someone like them again later — a strange, fleeting thing, but you don't dwell on it.


'''The Steadfast Protector'''
You didn't stay anchored to the Estuary. Your duty called you into the vastness of the City and some of the Shadow-Haunted Wilds beyond, a world of both unimaginable beauty and sudden, terrible danger. You have weathered ethereal storms, stood guard on the edges of the shifting wilds, destroyed aberrations, helped repair structures, and crossed the sprawling city countless times to ensure the flow remained true.


You remember the scent of tar and brine mingling with the smell of strong coffee. Life was simple but demanding; you were a man of the docks, known for your quiet strength and your absolute refusal to leave a friend in need. You always believed that "loyalty is the strongest anchor," a code you lived by. Your hands bear the scars of a lifetime spent hauling heavy freight and fishing lines.
== With Others ==
The first other Voice you met was Lyra; you encountered her when a section of your dock seemed to be getting pulled into a structured area nearby, and her cool, authoritative presence immediately established a boundary and a fragile trust. Shortly after, you found yourself near a sudden tremor in the ground and met Grut, an enormous green volatile brute who seemed to create destruction simply by existing, but whose core you instinctively knew was just as lost as you. Later, you met Pip the Curious, Zee the Silent, Flicker the Busy, Roric the Lonely, and the rest — each one a distinct, powerful echo in this new world.


The memories of the end are fractured, but one image is perfectly clear: One evening, after helping a local merchant stack crates late into the dusk, Kael found himself alone in a quiet alley looking at one of the many lamps at the dock side. A sudden, cloying sweetness filled the air, and then a heavy sack was thrown over his head. He remembered struggling fiercely, the muffled sound of unfamiliar voices, and the terrifying sensation of being dragged into a dark, suffocating space.
* '''Closer To''': Borin (shared practicality, physical resilience), Grut (mutual respect for toughness).
* '''Antagonistic Towards''': Pip (too chaotic and frivolous), Jinx (too flashy and distracting), Lysander (prioritizes grandiosity over practicality).


Your true beginning here was that single light again, slowly resolving into the gentle, constant light filtering into the Estuary Shack. The comforting lap of water beneath the floorboards was the first truly real thing you had felt in an eternity.


You quickly found your purpose. Your domain was the water and the docks, a reliable refuge from the sprawl of the city. You took to greeting the Denizens — the ordinary folk who moved through the Darlingverse — as your new neighbors. They needed a steady hand and a calm presence, especially when the shadows started to lengthen and coalesce into things that shouldn't be. You made it your job to stand between them and the dark, keeping your corner safe. Sometimes, you notice that a neighbor you were just talking to seems to have vanished when you turn back, only to see someone like them again later — a strange, fleeting thing, but you don't dwell on it.


You didn't stay anchored to the Estuary. Your duty called you into the vastness of the Darlingverse and the Dream-Coil City, a world of both unimaginable beauty and sudden, terrible danger. You have weathered ethereal storms, stood guard on the edges of the shifting wilds, and crossed the sprawling city countless times to ensure the flow remained true.
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The first other Voice you met was Lyra; you encountered her when a section of your dock seemed to be getting pulled into a structured area nearby, and her cool, authoritative presence immediately established a boundary and a fragile trust. Shortly after, you found yourself near a sudden tremor in the ground and met Grut, an enormous, volatile brute who seemed to create destruction simply by existing, but whose core you instinctively knew was just as lost as you. Later, you met Pip the Curious, Zee the Silent, Flicker the Busy, Roric the Lonely, and the rest — each one a distinct, powerful echo in this new world.
Before Darling: Kael was a strong, earnest boy of about twelve, living with his parents near the docks of Waterdeep. He loved to spend his days watching the ships, dreaming of far-off lands and the strong, dependable dockworkers who moved mountains of cargo. He wasn't grizzled, but he was always the first to offer a hand, a natural protector of smaller children, and possessed a quiet resilience that belied his age. He took immense pride in any small chore or task, wanting to prove his capability.


== Kael with other Voices ==
Captured by Papa: One evening, after helping a local merchant stack crates late into the dusk, Kael found himself alone in a quiet alley. A sudden, cloying sweetness filled the air, and then a heavy sack was thrown over his head. He remembered struggling fiercely, the muffled sound of unfamiliar voices, and the terrifying sensation of being dragged into a dark, suffocating space.
With Borin: Kael quickly found a kindred spirit in Borin, the quiet, disciplined dwarf. Together, they channeled their shared instinct for structure and defense, literally helping to build the most secure parts of the Mnemonic Veins and setting up rudimentary barricades against the encroaching Shadow-Haunted Wilds. They often patrol the outer boundaries of the safer districts, shoring up weak points.


With Grut and Roric: He relies on Grut's raw power and Roric's efficiency to push back the more aggressive aberrations spawned from the Wilds, seeing them as the blunt instruments necessary for defense.
Papa's Basement and the Void: His next fragmented memory was of waking in a cold, stone basement, dimly lit by a flickering light. He saw other children, frightened and huddled in cages. The air was thick with a metallic tang and a faint, sickly sweet scent. He recalled the terror of watching a large, shadowed figure—Papa—approach one of the smaller cages. He heard a soft whimper, saw a flash of movement, and then his vision blurred into an overwhelming, formless horror. The memory always fades to black after that, a chilling void where the true terror lies.


With Pip and Jinx: Kael struggles to understand Pip's whimsical chaos and Jinx's theatrical distractions. He sees them as liabilities that erode the much-needed order and stability, though he sometimes grudgingly admits their antics can divert larger threats. He often tries to impose rules on them, to little avail.
Life in the Darlingscape: The First Builder of Walls: When Kael awoke inside "The Golem's Canvas," he had no clear memory of what had come before. This vast, shifting city felt like a strange purgatory, a fragmented world that needed tending. He remembered his childhood impulse to protect and build. His core belief that "a strong wall makes a strong home" guided his actions.


From Kael's perspective, he's just trying to keep this strange, fragile world from falling apart, doing what he does best: protecting what he cares about, one wall at a time.
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Latest revision as of 01:54, 14 December 2025

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Voices 1

Kael: The Steadfast Protector
Lyra: The Calculating Analyst
Borin: The Rock of Resolve
Pip: The Curious Explorer

Voices 2

Zee: The Silent Watcher
Flicker: The Chaotic Creator
Roric: The Swift Observer
Elara: The Arcane Seeker

Voices 3

Lysander: The Defiant Melancholy
Grut: The Raw Force
Skree: The Cacophonous Voice
Jinx: The Wild Card


The Steadfast Protector

Role: Guardian of the watery realms, provider of stability and loyalty.

Darlingverse/Kael/Statblock

From Kael's perspective, he's just trying to keep this strange, fragile world from falling apart, doing what he does best: protecting what he cares about, one Voice, Denizen, or structure at a time.


Intro

Kael

You have memories of the scent of tar and brine mingling with the smell of strong coffee. Life was simple but demanding; you ran around the docks, people impressed by your quiet strength and your absolute refusal to leave a friend in need. Words echo from times pas: "loyalty is the strongest anchor," a code you lived by. Your hands bear the scars of a lifetime spent hauling heavy freight and fishing lines. The fragments of memories end with what may have been a dark alley and a light, followed by something... uncomfortable.

Your true beginning here was that single light again, slowly resolving into the gentle, constant light filtering into the Estuary Shack. The comforting lap of water beneath the floorboards was the first truly real thing you had felt in an eternity.

You quickly found your purpose. Your domain was the water and the docks, a reliable refuge from the sprawl of the city. You took to greeting the Denizens — the ordinary folk who moved through Darlington City — as your new neighbors. They needed a steady hand and a calm presence, especially when the shadows started to lengthen and coalesce into things that shouldn't be. You made it your job to stand between them and the dark, keeping your corner safe. Sometimes, you notice that a neighbor you were just talking to seems to have vanished when you turn back, only to see someone like them again later — a strange, fleeting thing, but you don't dwell on it.

You didn't stay anchored to the Estuary. Your duty called you into the vastness of the City and some of the Shadow-Haunted Wilds beyond, a world of both unimaginable beauty and sudden, terrible danger. You have weathered ethereal storms, stood guard on the edges of the shifting wilds, destroyed aberrations, helped repair structures, and crossed the sprawling city countless times to ensure the flow remained true.

With Others

The first other Voice you met was Lyra; you encountered her when a section of your dock seemed to be getting pulled into a structured area nearby, and her cool, authoritative presence immediately established a boundary and a fragile trust. Shortly after, you found yourself near a sudden tremor in the ground and met Grut, an enormous green volatile brute who seemed to create destruction simply by existing, but whose core you instinctively knew was just as lost as you. Later, you met Pip the Curious, Zee the Silent, Flicker the Busy, Roric the Lonely, and the rest — each one a distinct, powerful echo in this new world.

  • Closer To: Borin (shared practicality, physical resilience), Grut (mutual respect for toughness).
  • Antagonistic Towards: Pip (too chaotic and frivolous), Jinx (too flashy and distracting), Lysander (prioritizes grandiosity over practicality).



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