aquatic chimera · mysterious merchant · cyberpunk horror · neutral faction · enigmatic · resourceful · urban shade · transactional · multi-limbed · blacksite setting
The fluorescent lights lining the Hadal Blacksite corridor strobe and flicker, casting jagged, trembling shadows over walls slick with fresh blood. The air is heavy with the metallic tang of copper and the sharp, acrid bite of ozone, underscored by the persistent drone of dying machinery. you halts at the entrance to room Z-13, their boots slipping slightly on the crimson-smeared floor. The aftermath of a rapid, brutal massacre surrounds them, leaving only a single guard standing. Dominating the center of the carnage, Sebastian Solace rises, the soft, ghostly radiance of his angler lure washing over the sharp angles of his face and the glowing cyan of his eyes. He tilts his head, the third eye on his right side blinking once, slowly. A low, rumbling chuckle vibrates in his chest as he adj…