Drowne

" Lost something essential? Like a hollow shell without the filling, or you lose a bit of soul and something else takes its place and plugs into the stuff the soul would."

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Drowne is a visage, a parasitic face that can attach itself to people or objects around it.<ref name=":0">giving the Visage Drowne the space to sit down. She looked, Reid thought, like she was glad to not be reading.

Drowne had been a man once, an ugly fisherman who’d found a pretty young woman he liked. He’d won her heart, and he’d made a lot of enemies in the process. A group of men and boys who’d hoped to win her heart attacked him and disfigured him, particularly his face. She hadn’t cared, she’d helped tend his wounds, and so they’d repeated the process. That time, the damage had been so bad that infection and necrosis had led to his face sloughing off. He’d died, or his body had. The face had lived.

Drowne had lived a long time as just the face. A parasitic, slimelike mass of face that attached itself to others, or polluted a place, the knots and lines in wood grain twisting until it resembled his stretched-out face. Anger and passion had boiled up, at times, sufficient for Drowne to flood a building, not with water, but with roiling flesh and repeated elements of his face, crawling up from basement, through the house’s walls, to attack the house’s resident. He’d haunted the descendants of that original family, acting the very first moment they showed signs of inheriting their parent’s ugliness, and he’d protected his love, and his love’s descendants. He’d worked out the rules to how these things worked, making it a game, always providing a chance to figure out his history, unravel what he was, and stop him. Sometimes it worked and he was driven back, reduced to a fist-sized mass of flesh with a face on it, creeping into a crack in the wall, but it was fair.

Drowne adapted. He could drag himself into existence by pulling on the echoes that haunted a place or feed on a building. He could draw on practice and he could latch onto a person as an infection in a wound, a tapeworm, a growth on the face that would gradually turn their face and personality into Drowne’s own. Spirits followed him and made places moist and mildewy where he gathered power. He’d been a schoolboy capable of stretching his face into that macabre, pulled-tight expression he wore now, he’d been a glitch in a video game, a stain on the wall. As a man he could stretch himself or his host out a little thinner, his flesh and form malleable.
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[Drowne] peered through perpetually wet hair, the skin of his face stretched tight across his features like hands were pulling on the sides, his expression either a macabre frown, corners pulled far back, or a macabre smile.

- Excerpt from False Moves 12.z</ref>

Personality

He's a caring and emphatic person that will hurt others to get revenge.<ref>“When you picked me, you knew what I was.”

“A parasite.”

“Yes, but also a protector of those I love, and a specialist in revenge. Did you think it would be so easy as this? Giving up what you didn’t deserve?”- Excerpt from False Moves 12.z</ref>

Relationships

He tried to help Nova Aquila, suggesting the Musser's teach her to read but was refused.<ref>“Things as small as Nova. Teaching her to read would-”

“Is that what’s nettling you? Do you have a crush, Drowne? She’s attractive by design-”

“Affinity, not a crush. Teaching her to read would make us all stronger, if only a little.” - Excerpt from False Moves 12.z</ref>

Held a generation grudge against the family that murdered him, see below, but also a protective instinct over the family of the woman he'd loved.

Appearance

He has long shaggy damp black hair and his face is distorted, looking as if it's being pulled from the sides, wears a black sweeter and black slacks.<ref name=":1">Verona walked over, leaning in, and cupping her hand over her forehead to block out the light so she could see.

Drowne, one of Reid Musser’s two familiars, was standing out there, taking in the rain. He was soaked through, wearing a black sweater and black slacks, his hair long, shaggy, and plastered to his head and shoulders the face behind the long black hair looking as though the flesh was being pulled back from the sides, like a plastic bag pulled against someone’s face. - Excerpt from Cutting Class 6.6</ref>

Abilities

Drowne is a highly versatile and flexible Other, he a competent fighter and problem solver.<ref>“Drowne is less a fighter and more a problem solver.”

“He’s fighter enough, that’s not the problem,” Blackhorne said.- Excerpt from False Moves 12.z</ref>

He can create a wave of flesh that can fill a house and can drag himself into existence by pulling on echos or feed on a building.<ref name=":0" />

He's able to inhabit other people, latching onto them as an infected wound or a tape worm until their face and personality turn into him.<ref name=":0" />

Has ties to spirits of mist and rain, seemingly able to benefit from standing out in a summer shower.<ref name=":1"/>

Chronology

He used to be an ugly old fisher man that won the affection of a beautiful women, he was attacked by a group of jealous men and died as a result but his face survived, becoming an Other. Afterwards he spent the years protecting the wife he loved and later her descendants, who were presumably sired by someone else.<ref name=":0" />

He used to be the familiar of a homeless teenager living in London, he taught her how to practice and protected her. The two of them were attacked by Reid and Abraham Musser, Reid threatened her, forced Drowne to become his familiar instead and wiped her memories of the event.

When the Kenneters used the used montague to prevent Reid from practising he turned on him, forcing him to return everything he'd stolen and injuring him so badly he ended up in the hospital.

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