Darkfang
Best known for:
Challenging Blaksoot's Rule And Fusing Hounds
If Blaksoot was scrubbed from the annals then it was as if Darkfang never existed. Whispered in saloons and on corners, his name finds good company with the discontent and seditious.
Darkfang thrives in the chaos he creates. He is unpredictable, machiavellian and hell-bent on destabilising the order of the Cartel. A master tactician who knows the opportunity fear and chaos can create in desperate times. Many would struggle to see his motives, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. He also wishes to lift Mutantkind, but would go to very different lengths to do so. Capitalising on the chaos of Serum Sickness, he openly challenged Blaksoot's rule. Sides were drawn.
The devotion that Blaksoot inspires in Mutants stings him as equally as the memories of being downtrodden by Apes, the powerful and the unforgiving heels of institutions. He is vengeful and would burn Serum City to the ground to see his enemies fall.
Darkfang is tied to Blaksoot’s past in some way, and he knows him intimately. Better than any. Better, even, than Blaksoot knows himself at times.
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Darkfang
This libertine was born on the side of the coin that royalty had its back to, known to frequent the many watering holes of Serum City and share the stalls with its bruisers and barflies. His roots are anything but royal, armed with an extensive armoury of language and overly flamboyant clothing, he has crafted a convincing veneer of regality that grants him an audience in every room, although he tends to prefer those with a fully stocked bar. Whether it’s permanent inebriation or his poetic leanings, everything he delivers is wrapped in allegory and conceits that require footnotes to fully grasp.
Information flows freely in the drinking dens he frequents, and that's the currency he uses to manipulate the Cartel's operations, carving out a kingdom in the gutter. He knows its alleyways better than the rats themselves, and very little moves in this place without The Duke pulling a string, lighting a fire, or whispering in an ear. Though he may be the loudest peacock on the cobbles, the moves he makes to sow others fates are never seen.
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