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𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐠
Carwen Weasmer was born into a seafaring family in the coastal town of Crail in Scotland. His childhood was marked by the tales of adventure and the rhythmic sounds of the sea, as his father captained a tradeship. Carwen's mother, a devout Christian, instilled in him a strong sense of faith from a young age.
Tragedy struck when Carwen's family, seeking to spread their Christian beliefs, decided to settle in the town of Montandon in America. It was there that his mother fell victim to what they believed was a vampire attack, or so they thought, leaving Carwen and his older brother, Erik, without parental guidance. Carwen's father, a sailor by trade, left for the open sea and never returned, leaving a void that Erik stepped in to fill.
Erik assumed control of the family inn, The Salty Scallywag, and took on the responsibility of raising Carwen. As the brothers navigated the challenges of Montandon, Carwen's once-firm Christian beliefs began to waver upon discovering the existence of vampires in Greenstone. The revelation of supernatural beings existing in the shadows challenged the foundation of his faith, leaving him uncertain and questioning his previously unwavering beliefs.
Only a few months ago, Carwen uncovered the shocking truth that his mother hadn't fallen victim to a vampire attack but had been turned into one. This revelation shook him to the core, and he now grapples with the unsettling idea of his mother's transformation. The concept of his devoutly Christian mother becoming a creature of the night has fueled Carwen's internal conflict, intensifying his uncertainty about the supernatural world.
Under the guidance of his older brother, Carwen adapted to the challenges of Montandon. Erik, recognizing the dangers of the supernatural world, imparted practical skills and a sense of resilience to his younger brother. However, as tensions escalated in Greenstone and their mother showing up at the Inn as a vampire, Erik, drawn to the allure of the open sea, followed in their father's footsteps and left the inn in Carwen's hands.
Now, with Erik gone, Carwen faces the daunting task of managing The Salty Scallywag on his own. Uncertain about his faith and facing the challenges of a town on the brink of chaos, Carwen navigates the complexities of Montandon with a mix of pragmatism and adventurism. The weight of the inn's neutrality rests squarely on Carwen's shoulders, as he strives to maintain a haven for those seeking refuge from the months of being on the open sea.
Carwen's familial responsibilities extend beyond the inn, as he harbors a deep love for his little sister, who married at the young age of 17 and now resides with her husband and children in Hillside. While Carwen adores his sister, the challenges she faces in her married lifecaring for her husband, dealing with the deaths of children due to illnessesintimidate him. In this wicked world of Greenstone, Carwen feels no pressing need for a relationship or children, choosing to focus on maintaining The Salty Scallywag and protecting those he holds dear in a town teetering on the edge of darkness.
Description of the Salty Scallywag
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Perched on the edge of Montandon, amidst the tumultuous waves of Greenstone, stands The Salty Scallywagan emblem of resilience and chaos. The air is thick with the scent of sea salt, mingling with the raucous laughter and lively chatter that spill from its weathered doors.
From the outside, The Salty Scallywag appears as a weather-beaten structure, its wooden façade telling tales of countless storms weathered and stories exchanged within its walls. Stepping inside, one is greeted by a cacophony of soundsa symphony of clinking tankards, a lute being played and hearty laughter. The air is thick with the aromas of hearty stews, spiced rum, and the faint tang of the sea breeze that infiltrates every nook and cranny.
The interior is a chaotic collage of mismatched furniture, wooden beams adorned with nautical memorabilia, and an assortment of collected weapons, proudly displayed as if each one tells a unique tale. The heart of The Salty Scallywag is the sturdy wooden bar, scarred with the history of countless mugs slammed down in moments of celebration or despair. Behind it, Carwen commands the chaos with a certain flair, his infectious energy permeating the room as he engages patrons in spirited banter or challenges them to daring contests of skill.
Alcohol flows freely throughout the day, a comforting constant for those seeking refuge within the inn's walls. Tankards are filled and emptied with a rhythm that matches the ebb and flow of the tide, creating an atmosphere that encourages both camaraderie and contemplation. Amidst the hustle and bustle, a few secluded corners offer more intimate settings. Dimly lit tables tucked away beneath hanging lanterns provide a haven for whispered conversations or clandestine meetings, shrouded in the shadows of the inn's storied past.
The Salty Scallywag boasts two modest rooms for rent. One, with a view of the restless sea, offers a vantage point for those who find solace in the rhythmic dance of the waves. The other, without such a view, provides a quieter space for those who seek respite from the constant motion of the outside world.
Carwen himself resides within the inn, his room above the bar a testament to his adventurous spirit and the influence of his father's seafaring legacy. The cluttered space houses an assortment of weapons gifted by his father and travelers, creating a living museum of the inn's history.
Throughout the week, the inn resonates with the melodies of sea shanties and rowdy tunes, accompanied by the lively strumming of a well-worn lute. Every Tuesday, however, the tone shifts as patrons gather for a tradition unique to The Salty Scallywag. Ballads about death, love, and the sea fill the air, the haunting tunes carrying the weight of shared stories and the unspoken understanding that, in Greenstone, these themes are not just lyrics but a reflection of the town's tumultuous existence.
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