Alcanio

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== Backstory ==
Alcanio's story starts with a splash, a flash of blue, and a scream. His family lived near the darkest depths of the world, the outcasts of the outcasts, yet still the hardiest of them all. Tightly knit together, his family had adapted perfectly to their tough surroundings, living a calm life. But at one point, they had strayed too far. Into territory not even the Beasts would dare roam into. It only took a pebble. Just a small splash, to bring everything down... A great shriek blasted through the caverns... And with it... It brought... a Thing... A Monster. An amalgam of bone, of flesh, and of souls. 
Out of the depths, a beast crawled. Face nothing more than a blank slate with a gaping maw. Great, shuddering antlers crowned upon its head, arms as broad as trees and strong enough to topple buildings.
The Warden.
Alcanio's family had never run into such a beast. Seeing only a peculiar meal, they tried to kill it, to see what it tasted like. But... Alcanio sensed something was wrong. Something had screamed, but it wasn't him, or anyone else. It wasn't that creature, either. 
It seemed to come from something even more peculiar... A... mouth, of sorts, but built into the black substance it stood on. Slowly, he approached it, unaware of the brutality occurring to his family just a little ways behind him. He was curious. A pool of something... odd. Swirling around, like a whirlpool. It was here he made a mistake. He stuck a hand in. Hell, his entire arm. It clamped down onto his arm, and only with a great tug could he get it out, but the damage was done. An odd stain on his arm had been placed, flickering with odd blue lights. He turned around, to show his parents.... 
He ran. 
Faster than ever before. 
The sounds echoed through his ears, bouncing around in his skull and growing louder. Louder…
But it followed. All of the people he knew. The people he loved. Everyone. 
Gone. 
Because of one wrong step. So, Alcanio did something no self respecting gremlin ever should. 
He went to the surface. 
The top side. 
The land above. 
And he ran. 
== Goals/Ambitions ==
Alcanio has no real ambition. No real goals. Sure, collect everything, become ruler of the world, be cool as fuck, and basically be the best person, like, ever. But he already has all of that, basically. I mean, what more do you need besides a funny pew stick and a few leg fish? Sure... He's a bit lonely... And by god, does his arm itch... But he doesn't care.
== Lore Updates ==
* LU 93 - Alcanio 1