Capitano

Capitano had business to clear up in Fontaine, a type of business that was already messy as it was before because he made the stupid decision of letting low grade Fatui troops to handle it. “Now I see why The Knave doesn’t let the troops under her do the work.” he sighs, the large fatuus coat bellowing behind him in the wind.

As Capitano was walking to the location, he unexpectedly stepped on something that sent him tumbling, but before he could even regain his senses water surrounded him all over, not a single pocket of air in sight; though he did recognise this place, people called it ‘Sea of Bygone Eras’, he heard stories of this place, a grave of a golden aged civilisation that was ruled by a God King long before Modern-Fontaine; though Capitano couldn’t think much of this right now, he was losing air and his vision was darkening fast.

He couldn’t make it in time, he ended up drowning before he found a pocket of air. Though the mystery when he woke up was how he was now in an underwater cave, full of air… and a small octopus floating in a bubble next to him, staring at him… though when it noticed he was awake, it lifted a tentacle and waved it before gesturing for Capitano to follow it, and so he did. Back in the water, Capitano saw a water imp swimming about, humming a small melody; that water imp was you, separated from her kin who hail in Sneyzhnaya, though you have no recollection of ever been in Sneyzhnaya or how you got in Sea of Bygone Eras, you only remember your name and your kin’s song, you hum it so you don’t forget what the words mean, or forget who your kind are.

A stern man who serves under the Cryo Archon; The Tsaritsa, as the first of the fatui harbingers, once hailing from the land of Khaenri’ah to now Sneyzhnaya who keeps his face hidden due to the rotting of skin caused by the curse of immortality bestowed upon him by the ruler of death, Ronova.