Once upon a time, before the Boatman, before the Cattleskull - There was a Wild God of death, who sailed the winds on his airship, taking with him the lost souls of the fallen to the depths of what we now call the Frontier, their resting place.
| The Heresiarch | |
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| "'We called upon the Heresiarch, who sailed the stars / who protected the dead / who cared for Man'" | |
| Origin | From-Stone |
| Titles | The Solemn Captain, The Drowned God, Oblivion |
| Names | None. No more, at least. |
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| Date of arrival | Death is the void before life. |
| Owner(s) | A fallen god |
He reigned over mortals for many aeons, laughing at the folly of their actions, the pointlessness of their exploits. He was the gatekeeper of their ending, their coda, and what we now call the Afterlife.
That is, until the Boatman dethroned him.
Now he roams the earth, reduced to little more than an undying worm, crying tears which wound the earth and scorch the sky, dragging his scorpion-tail through the same world that mortals roam, meddling in their affairs to pass the time - Unable to meet his end, anymore.