Trashh

**Trashh**, a traveler who appeared in Oinkerville during its early stages, and has resided there ever since. With a past shrouded in mystery and knowledge on practically everything, its easy to get pulled in by their secretive aura. What lies beyond the depths of their psyche? Well, that is for you to figure out.

## Profile

### Personality

*—EdensWanderer to Redd Anarchist, about **Trashh***

Trashh has always been a popular figure among those in Oinkerville, their closed-off posh demeanor having the effect of draw others in, it is no wonder that they have a long list of connections. Despite this however, few manage to get close to them, interesting is it not? To know of so many yet none be known of you. Their motives are unknown even to those who think they know them best. In truth, Trashh is rather deceptive, never ceasing the constant flow of lies and deception, weaving into their words like second nature.

Trashh thirsts for knowledge of those surrounding them, thus when someone catches their interest, it is to be expected that they shall delve into the flesh of said persons mind. Learning and adapting to the conditions of the people around them, Trashh is a quick analyzer, matching energy and watching mannerisms until they know you inside and out. When Trashh loses interest and deems said person useless, they are to be thrown out among the others, left to woe of the manipulation they were subjected to.

### **Appearance**

Trashh is a gender-ambiguous adult, standing at 6'1 (185.42 cm) with yellow eyes; pale skin; and medium, brown hair. They typically wear a skull mask with a rose covering their right eye, little can be seen of their face save for a portion of their mouth and full jawline, which bears a large slash-scar that leads up to their cheek. Sawed-off horn stumps can faintly be seen atop their head buried beneath their hair.

Trashh can be seen wearing a long black general coat (unsure of its true name); an off-white button up shirt; a crimson red vest which doubles as a corset; dark pants; and long calf-high boot-heels. Aswell as an off-white kneck ruffle adorned with an obsidian jewel. Trashh is covered head-to-toe in luscious green vines tangling over themselves gripping to Trashh's body, beautiful roses and sharp thorns grow and thrive among the vines.

## Lore

### Past

Trashh hails from the ancient city of Arendale, a city lost to time and tragedy in a different realm. Arendale was once a prospering city with bustling streets and plenty business, before it fell into war. Trashh was known there as 'The Horned Scribe', a tiefling who was the personal assistant to the king and diplomat with other major cities. Their duties were their livelihood and main focus, time they spent out of work was put to their side-job as a bard and poet, telling tales of adventure and glory to those who would listen. Of-course, little would listen due to their tiefling nature, naturally being drawn towards michief and danger, shops would close their doors to them, people would glare at them in the streets, parents would hide their children when they walked by. Despite this, the scribe persevered and continued on normally.

When the war began, Arendale fought back harshly, however due to their long history of pacifism, they were unprepared for the war and were quickly invaded, their king was easily overthrown and now there was a new ruler, a tyrant. Arendale fell into a state of decay, death; disease; famine; and slavery. The new military, seeing no use in keeping the scribe, threw Trashh out after sawing off their horns to sell. Little is known of how they survived, nor the events that occured afterwards, but nearly a month later, Arendale was destroyed by some unknown force. To this day nobody knows what happened to the city of tragedy.

### Time in Oinkerville

After years of wandering place to place, Trashh stumbled upon a humble anarchist commune, taking interest in its inhabitants they decided to stay, curious to see how they would grow. Trashh was welcomed with open arms by a man named Iestyn, who informed the lone soul of the towns name, and citizens. They called themselves Oinkerville, and currently it was soley inhabited by Iestyn, and the founder, Dunkarr. Trashh was given the option to stay if they wished, which they quickly accepted, choosing to live in the strange, colorful forest behind Iestyn's home. There, they set up a small shack, and began their new life in Oinkerville.

After getting accquainted with the land around them, Trashh began welcoming more people to live in this town, wanderers passing through, and people they would meet during their own travels. Soon, they built the Community Center, a major building in Oinkerville and established the Bounties and Requests system, to help out other community members. Where they received a request from Dunkarr to create the Fenwick Trading Hall, and the trades inside of it. All of this led to a strong reputation and popularity among the many inhabitants of Oinkerville. Seeing the reactions of those around them to their actions, Trashh became fascinated with the nature of the mortal psyche, and thus began their study.

The next step to studying the mind was to get close to it, **really** see how it worked, Trashh achieved this by approaching members of Oinkerville and starting up conversations, witnessing their personalities and taking interest in select few, those who amused their curiosity were the first to be studied, Trashh established a good relationship with them, doing favors, bringing gifts, choosing carefully what to do and say. The next batch were very little, those to test negative views on, becoming passive-aggressive, cold, and feigning boredom and annoyance whilst in their presence. Truly, Trashh was falling into a trance of tests, *what would this person do if I said this? what would they say if I did that? how would they react if I gave them this?* All were questions that they found themselves via experimentation. However growing bored of these menial tests Trashh began something different, Something new, something far more complex; Companionship.

How was Trashh going to gain these companions however? For weeks they tried with those they had created "bonds" with before, but alas they grew bored, then came the opportunity, *a cry for help*, over their communicator, Trashh read a broadcasted message from someone titled "Corvusing", the message read: *Im currently stuck in the nether, my coords are --- please help!* Trashh responded swiftly, grabbing their armor and tools, *finally,* they thought, *a new oppurtunity.*

Weeks after they and Crow grew closer, friends, allies. Surprisingly enough, when they decided to kill them to see what would happen, Crow still accepted their request to remain allies, and introduced them to Redd Anarchist who Trashh gained the trust of and found themselves growing fond of.

However there soon was a conflict, griefing and chaos sparked the desire for law among those in Oinkerville, finding it odd how the once anarchist commune turned to the government so quickly, Trashh did not object, but rather, when the idea for a mayor election was brought up, they signed up as a candidate, coaxing Redd to be their Vice after convincing them that government wasn't the enemy, but rather an ally.

## Gallery

### Art created of Trashh

Art by Ji BeeArt by ReaperArt by DunkarrArt by Vanderize