[Silco had been mostly hidden and staying to the shadows since the black beast attack on Aldrip. He had been gathering supplies, resources and hunting down those that other Chosen may have hidden away to varying success. The dwindling resources were something he knew well, and he had bought up entire shipments coming off the docks (small though they were).
While his businesses appear to be "suffering" on the outside like everyone else, they did not actually ever run out of resources, just pared back what was available. He was a distinct absence from each one though, and if anyone inquired, it would simply be to a reply of, "boss is working elsewhere".]
i. Brazen crime? Yeah, sure but only because you asked nicely.
[Silco had been writing more elaborate plans for a city-wide take over now that they were back and examining maps on what would be necessary when a snake managed to slither its way into his underground bunker. At first, the whispers were ignored until it seemed that breaking the system was in order to escape. Breaking meant picking up the pieces. Picking up the pieces meant control.
So he emerged from his hidey hole, snake following along like a faithful companion. After being infected by a wish seed during the black beast event, his appearance had changed: his mutilated eye was glowing blue like a hexgem instead of red, he had put on inches of height and his body filled out with muscle. After months of enduring the infection, other effects were now becoming obvious. The fetid twisted discoloured scar around his left eye now twisted the left half of his face from hairline to the corner of his chin and now disappeared under the collar of his shirt. He hardly seemed to notice and it certainly didn't bother him as much as it probably should.
He strode around the city streets with his little serpent following behind whispering now and again. He discounted some people being natives and began to follow other Chosen examining them.
He moved to lift items off of their persons. A bump as he passed them, and his hand skillfully took coins, trinkets from pockets or items from bags.
In other places, he found a Chosen's abode and picked the lock to enter and case the interior. He may take something that caught his eye but mostly, it was the effect of breaking and entering that was his objective. He was rather brazen about it as well, seeing no issue with the fact that he was doing it in the first place.
Rather out of his normal careful character.]
ii. Over the Golden Garden Wall
[A garden, hmm? That was rather on point, especially when he considered the beginning of Man from the stupid religious book that Richard had not wanted him to read. It was such a contrary piece of literature. Weren't they supposed to be ejected from the garden for their hubris? It didn't matter.
Silco began to maneuver his way around the place, noting the snakes and the little game trails. Truth by told, he didn't navigate forests all that well. He was an underground folk, and he could tell tunnels and dark spaces without light, but a forest? Trees all the looked the same to him regardless of their differences in their size and foliage.
He soon found himself well and truly lost. That might have been the point, but he knew it would be impossible to navigate as he currently was.
So he began to wander in search of another person, preferably one that wasn't useless in a forest. As soon as he found anyone, he smiled in a way that twisted the scarring marring the left side of his face in an unsettling manner.]
Finally, I thought I might be lost wandering this place for hours or days.
iii. Wildcard
[OOC: Silco has grown unpredictable and violent. The wish seed infection had granted him powers, and he's more willing to actually fight and kill than he ever has been before. Happy for him to annoy someone into fighting him. Happy to discuss, plot and even write closed starters. Contact: apomorphine or Discord: apomorphine]
Silco | Arcane
While his businesses appear to be "suffering" on the outside like everyone else, they did not actually ever run out of resources, just pared back what was available. He was a distinct absence from each one though, and if anyone inquired, it would simply be to a reply of, "boss is working elsewhere".]
i. Brazen crime? Yeah, sure but only because you asked nicely.
[Silco had been writing more elaborate plans for a city-wide take over now that they were back and examining maps on what would be necessary when a snake managed to slither its way into his underground bunker. At first, the whispers were ignored until it seemed that breaking the system was in order to escape. Breaking meant picking up the pieces. Picking up the pieces meant control.
So he emerged from his hidey hole, snake following along like a faithful companion. After being infected by a wish seed during the black beast event, his appearance had changed: his mutilated eye was glowing blue like a hexgem instead of red, he had put on inches of height and his body filled out with muscle. After months of enduring the infection, other effects were now becoming obvious. The fetid twisted discoloured scar around his left eye now twisted the left half of his face from hairline to the corner of his chin and now disappeared under the collar of his shirt. He hardly seemed to notice and it certainly didn't bother him as much as it probably should.
He strode around the city streets with his little serpent following behind whispering now and again. He discounted some people being natives and began to follow other Chosen examining them.
He moved to lift items off of their persons. A bump as he passed them, and his hand skillfully took coins, trinkets from pockets or items from bags.
In other places, he found a Chosen's abode and picked the lock to enter and case the interior. He may take something that caught his eye but mostly, it was the effect of breaking and entering that was his objective. He was rather brazen about it as well, seeing no issue with the fact that he was doing it in the first place.
Rather out of his normal careful character.]
ii. Over the Golden Garden Wall
[A garden, hmm? That was rather on point, especially when he considered the beginning of Man from the stupid religious book that Richard had not wanted him to read. It was such a contrary piece of literature. Weren't they supposed to be ejected from the garden for their hubris? It didn't matter.
Silco began to maneuver his way around the place, noting the snakes and the little game trails. Truth by told, he didn't navigate forests all that well. He was an underground folk, and he could tell tunnels and dark spaces without light, but a forest? Trees all the looked the same to him regardless of their differences in their size and foliage.
He soon found himself well and truly lost. That might have been the point, but he knew it would be impossible to navigate as he currently was.
So he began to wander in search of another person, preferably one that wasn't useless in a forest. As soon as he found anyone, he smiled in a way that twisted the scarring marring the left side of his face in an unsettling manner.]
Finally, I thought I might be lost wandering this place for hours or days.
iii. Wildcard
[OOC: Silco has grown unpredictable and violent. The wish seed infection had granted him powers, and he's more willing to actually fight and kill than he ever has been before. Happy for him to annoy someone into fighting him. Happy to discuss, plot and even write closed starters. Contact: