Dalyan (prime) - Revision history

STANESSA: /* Backstory */

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Backstory

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	Dalyan LaTray, known to most as Daly, grew up with mist in her lungs and salt on her skin. She won’t speak of her family, not because the pain is too deep, but because she simply doesn’t care to. Born on the haunted edges of Caligos Island before its demise, Daly left home rather young, guided by nothing more than instinct and the smuggling skills taught to her by her late father, who died in a back-alley skirmish. She vanished into a world of contraband routes, whispered deals, and the rusted edge of a hidden dagger.		Dalyan LaTray, known to most as Daly, grew up with mist in her lungs and salt on her skin. She won’t speak of her family, not because the pain is too deep, but because she simply doesn’t care to. Born on the haunted edges of Caligos Island before its demise, Daly left home rather young, guided by nothing more than instinct and the smuggling skills taught to her by her late father, who died in a back-alley skirmish. She vanished into a world of contraband routes, whispered deals, and the rusted edge of a hidden dagger.

	She slipped into River’s Rest like a ~~ghost—young~~, sharp-eyed, beautiful, and already too clever for her own good. At first, she played the long game: charming merchants and nobles who thought her a pretty distraction. She poured their wine, laughed at their jokes, let them think they’d bought her affection, right up until she stuck a knife through their heart and disappeared with their coin, jewels, and ledgers.		She slipped into River’s Rest like a ghost ~ young, sharp-eyed, beautiful, and already too clever for her own good. At first, she played the long game: charming merchants and nobles who thought her a pretty distraction. She poured their wine, laughed at their jokes, let them think they’d bought her affection, right up until she stuck a knife through their heart and disappeared with their coin, jewels, and ledgers.

	Her beauty was the bait. Her fists were the hammer. Her knives were the scalpel. A smuggler by trade and a thief by calling, Daly didn’t just survive, she flourished. She could crack a chest in the dark by feel alone and vanish down a tide-slick alley before the guard even finished sneezing.		Her beauty was the bait. Her fists were the hammer. Her knives were the scalpel. A smuggler by trade and a thief by calling, Daly didn’t just survive, she flourished. She could crack a chest in the dark by feel alone and vanish down a tide-slick alley before the guard even finished sneezing.

STANESSA: /* Appearance */

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Appearance

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	She is taller than average, has a well-toned frame, and is in the prime of her life. She has piercing, silver-haloed deep indigo eyes and moonlight white skin. Her waist length, thick silver blonde hair is worn in a solitary loose fishtail braid tied with a shadowy black leather band. She has a delicate face and thin-tipped pointed ears. On her shoulder, sit an ebon violet-crested macaw with gleaming steel gears.		She is taller than average, has a well-toned frame, and is in the prime of her life. She has piercing, silver-haloed deep indigo eyes and moonlight white skin. Her waist length, thick silver blonde hair is worn in a solitary loose fishtail braid tied with a shadowy black leather band. She has a delicate face and thin-tipped pointed ears. On her shoulder, sit an ebon violet-crested macaw with gleaming steel gears.

	Her right collarbone is pierced with a black-tinted amethyst pygmy octopus.		Her right collarbone is pierced with a black-tinted amethyst pygmy octopus and her left cheek is pierced with a teardrop ash grey pearl.

	She has some delicately inked script across her knuckles that reads "Thug Life", and a rolling dice tattoo on her neck.		She has some delicately inked script across her knuckles that reads "Thug Life", and a rolling dice tattoo on her neck.

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	Even if the truth burned.		Even if the truth burned.

			==Siblings - Conclusion==

			Dalyan had always known where to ask the wrong questions.

			It wasn’t easy. Most of Caligos' records had gone under when the island sank into the sea like a stone. What hadn’t burned or drowned had been looted and scattered. Birth certificates, marriage licenses, registries, pieces of people’s lives reduced to threadbare parchment traded like smuggled relics.

			But where there’s desperation and coin, there’s always a black-market dealer ready to sniff opportunity.

			She spent her coin fast. Then favors. Then threats. In the corners of hidden archives, backrooms behind taverns, and vaults of burned-out collectors, she chased the scraps. Most of it was junk, wrong names, wrong dates, water-damaged fragments. But finally, in a crooked little shop carved into the bones of an old lighthouse, she found him.

			A document merchant, thin as a twig, with a grin like a paper cut.

			“You’re looking for Caligos records? Risky business. Costly, too.”

			Dalyan paid anyway.

			Two days later, he handed her a sealed bundle, two aged birth certificates, brittle but whole. The ink had faded, the paper water-stained and mildly-burnt, but the names were still legible.

			She read hers first.

			Name: Dalyan LaTray
			Mother: Ava LaTray
			Father: Larkin LaTray
			Place of Birth: Caligos Island

			Then she unfolded the second.

			Name: Glahnvis Hezekai
			Mother: Ava Hezekai (formerly LaTray)
			Father: Dain Hezekai
			Place of Birth: Caligos Island

			She looked at the birthdates, the years. It all made sense. She stared at the paper, her mind going still. The storm inside her had no name. No rage. No joy. Just a hollow kind of understanding that changed nothing, and everything.

			They were half-siblings and she was 12 years his senior.

			Born of the same mother. Two different fathers. Two wildly different lives.

			Glahnvis, who barely remembered what he did yesterday, let alone bits from his tattered history. And Dalyan, who ran from the past and had now, unavoidably, collided with it.

			She folded the papers carefully and methodically. Not trembling. Just thinking.

			When she returned to the Madness late in the day, Glahnvis was working the irons, hammering down a mount with rhythmic ease. He didn’t look up until she stepped into the light.

			“Found what you were looking for?” he asked.

			She didn’t answer right away. Just pulled the papers from her rucksack and handed them to him.

			He read them. Once. Twice. Then looked up with the calm of someone who already knew, deep down.

			“So,” he said slowly. “Guess I wasn’t joking.”

			“No,” Dalyan said. “You weren’t.”

			The wind blew across the deck, snapping the ashen hemp sails. For a while, neither said anything. Then Glahnvis gave her the smallest of smiles.

			“Well… sister,” he muttered, raising an eyebrow, “I suppose I get a pass now for every time I poisoned you after your botched garrote ambushes.”

			She smirked, but there was something softer in her smile this time. "Whatever, little brother."

			Before turning and retreating into the darkness, Daly threw a hiss over her shoulder like one of her prized daggers. Glahnvis, ever the brother now, grinned and returned it.

			Whatever happened next, whatever storms still waited, at least they’d face them not just as crewmates…
			…but as blood.

STANESSA: /* Appearance */

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Appearance

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	She is taller than average, has a well-toned frame, and is in the prime of her life. She has piercing, silver-haloed deep indigo eyes and moonlight white skin. Her waist length, thick silver blonde hair is worn in a solitary loose fishtail braid tied with a shadowy black leather band. She has a delicate face and thin-tipped pointed ears. On her shoulder, sit an ebon violet-crested macaw with gleaming steel gears.		She is taller than average, has a well-toned frame, and is in the prime of her life. She has piercing, silver-haloed deep indigo eyes and moonlight white skin. Her waist length, thick silver blonde hair is worn in a solitary loose fishtail braid tied with a shadowy black leather band. She has a delicate face and thin-tipped pointed ears. On her shoulder, sit an ebon violet-crested macaw with gleaming steel gears.

	Her right collarbone is pierced with a black-tinted amethyst pygmy octopus ~~and her abdomen is pierced with an ebon-clouded crimson phantom sapphire~~.		Her right collarbone is pierced with a black-tinted amethyst pygmy octopus.

	She has some delicately inked script across her knuckles that reads "Thug Life", and a rolling dice tattoo on her neck.		She has some delicately inked script across her knuckles that reads "Thug Life", and a rolling dice tattoo on her neck.

STANESSA: /* Siblings - Part I */

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Siblings - Part I

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	One way or another, she’ll find out the truth. And if the answer is yes… well, she hasn’t decided what she’ll do with it yet.		One way or another, she’ll find out the truth. And if the answer is yes… well, she hasn’t decided what she’ll do with it yet.

			==Siblings - Part II==

			Weeks passed, and Daly found herself slipping into silence more often than not. It wasn’t about Glahnvis, not really. It was about the gnawing feeling beneath her skin that truth was close enough to touch, if she just clawed through the right layers of filth to get to it.

			She kept her distance, not out of mistrust, but because her focus had narrowed. The world around her blurred at the edges. Conversations became distractions. Her questions, when she did speak, were sharp and direct, all business. The crew noticed, but said nothing. Glahnvis noticed too.

			Every time The Madness pulled into a new port, she disappeared for hours, always claiming she was heading to the guild, even though it was all lies. She’d often return with blood on her knuckles, dirt on her boots and shadows under her eyes. She was digging through ash and ruin, hoping something, anything, had survived the destruction of Caligos.

			What Glahnvis didn’t know, what she didn’t want anyone to know, was that she was still chasing ghosts. Her ghosts. His, maybe.

			She didn’t want to believe it. Didn’t want to find proof. But if there was a chance they were connected, by blood or fate or some twisted thread, she had to know.

			Even if the truth burned.

STANESSA: /* Siblings - Part I */

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Siblings - Part I

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	The first time Glahnvis Hezekai called her his “sister from another mister,” Dalyan barked a laugh, sharp and dismissive. But her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and Glahnvis' own smirk faltered. It was just a joke… wasn’t it?		The first time Glahnvis Hezekai called her his “sister from another mister,” Dalyan barked a laugh, sharp and dismissive. But her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and Glahnvis' own smirk faltered. It was just a joke… wasn’t it?

	Both were from Caligos. Both had the same quick ~~whit~~ and sharp tongue when needed, the same twitch at the corner of their mouths when they were angry but trying not to show it. They fought with the same rhythm, moved with the same stealth. Dalyan started to notice. So did he.		Both were from Caligos. Both had the same quick wit and sharp tongue when needed, the same twitch at the corner of their mouths when they were angry but trying not to show it. They fought with the same rhythm, moved with the same stealth. Dalyan started to notice. So did he.

	Questions took root, quiet at first, then consuming.		Questions took root, quiet at first, then consuming.

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STANESSA: /* Siblings - Part I */

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Siblings - Part I

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	It was there aboard the Madness that Dalyan felt perhaps her past had come knocking.		It was there aboard the Madness that Dalyan felt perhaps her past had come knocking.

	The first time Glahnvis Hezekai called her his “sister from another mister,” Dalyan barked a ~~laugh—sharp~~ and dismissive. But her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and Glahnvis' own smirk faltered. It was just a joke… wasn’t it?		The first time Glahnvis Hezekai called her his “sister from another mister,” Dalyan barked a laugh, sharp and dismissive. But her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and Glahnvis' own smirk faltered. It was just a joke… wasn’t it?

	Both were from Caligos. Both had the same quick whit and sharp tongue when needed, the same twitch at the corner of their mouths when they were angry but trying not to show it. They fought with the same rhythm, moved with the same stealth. Dalyan started to notice. So did he.		Both were from Caligos. Both had the same quick whit and sharp tongue when needed, the same twitch at the corner of their mouths when they were angry but trying not to show it. They fought with the same rhythm, moved with the same stealth. Dalyan started to notice. So did he.

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