ID: C.TC.2.029

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Name: Abel
Alias: N/A
Race: Deserta-Gorehound
Status: Long Dead
Gender: He
Height: 10.2ft
Weight: ~1000llbs
Age: ???
Home Region: None

Affiliation: Tàrʐzö-malrnràö
Occupation: Head of various departments
Mate(s): N/A
Descendants: N/A
Ascendants: Talsmajir, Iscariot

Abel

“I see devastation, I see wastes, I see death. And at the forefront I see my brother waving Iscariot’s dagger.
This cannot be allowed to pass. We cannot trespass as such… We cannot build an artificial star”

Abel was always a prodigy, talented with machines and data. Raised in Tàrʐzö-malrnràö Abel saw and interacted with Ardent and Onyx frequently. The furious Onyx taking pity upon the mostly unattended terracut, raising him in great part. Steering him away from her shattered sister. Teaching him all she knew about the world and the way it worked. And Abel grew up listening to her, yet grew up awkward. Never could he quite stand eye contact, often did he say the wrong things, but besides that he was brilliant. Yet always in the shadow of Cain, who had grown quite unstable yet, proved brilliant beyond his years.

By the time both twins had matured, they each controlled a department of Tàrʐzö-malrnràö. Each had their own staff both Dragomii and Sable’sa alike. Abel took over the engineering, chemical, and organic labs. Managing the departments silently and without much recognition. His machines were spread throughout the fortress and all relied on them, yet few recognized him. Abel was fine with this, he preferred the clang of metal and machine over the words of his kin. He led a quiet life and was distraught when Talsmajir fell in assassination. And even more upset when Iscariot was succeeded by Maneeforth and Cain took his dagger. Leaving Abel with no relics of his own besides memory.

It was after the succession and ritual consumption of Iscariot, that nightmares began to plague Abel. Terrible nightmares of starvation and wasteland, an annihilated city and the fortress in ruin. Death and all the worst excesses of their kin laid bare and running wild. It took a year of constant nightmares and little sleep before he confided in Onyx, who silently alerted to Cain and Ardent’s communications, she knew naught the full story but enough to sow curiosity and worry. And so did Abel begin to lurk in the halls of his brother's departments. Watch his staff as they worked to assemble machines and engineered new life. And Abel saw a weapon of mass destruction being constructed and knew he must act. The initial pleas fell on deaf ears as Maneeforth refused to heed his warning or do anything. So Abel wrapped up his projects, appointed second in commands, and made contingency plans.

Alone and taking advantage of a lull in Tàrʐzö-malrnràö did Abel grow lifeforms and raise them alone. Small bacterial things; molds and slimes of which he used to decimate the life Cain’s departments were growing. Of which he used to infest their worksheets and plans. And he took a wrench to the machines they were building and dismantled and destroyed them. Detonating several bombs as well before being confronted by an infuriated Cain. Abel was chased from Tàrʐzö-malrnràö’s insides up to the autum field above. To where he wrestled Iscariot’s dagger from Cain and stuck it into the mark upon his brother's brow. Yet Abel fell in that scuffle; throat torn wide open and he to bleed out in the dirt. The last thing he ever saw was the true stars above.