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The Will of an Eccentric
The Peddler
The Will of an Eccentric is a peddler of curses. A broken, lost soul who gave up their name, their history, and their mortifying burden of being known in trade for seeing the way things truly are. A curse is a truth as the world sees it. You can be cursed with sight, or with blindness. Cursed with life or with death. Will is one of few Peddlers capable of seeing these truths, little red strings wound up in a person that they are able to pluck out and rewind and tuck away into their pocket. It has to be an even trade, though. You can't just give your soul away for free, it's bad business.
Will travels through worlds and realms in their shapeshifting wagon, pulled along by nothing and as forgettable as they, themselves, are. Meeting Will is a gamble on whether or not you'll remember the encounter, as they act as a hole in the world that things simply fall into. They are severely malnourished and don't consider themself enough of a person, or even a body, to need taking care of. They would love to do business with you, provided you don't remember the deal.
A long time ago, they were eaten by a god whale, a creature that swallows up fate and spits out its antithesis. Whoever Will was before, they had decided to walk into the sea, and met this whale. Inside it, they made a bargain, and sold away their fate, their name, and their memory. Since then, Will has embraced their nothingness, upending the fates of others by rewriting their curses, leaving behind their patrons with a hole in their memories. They cherish the fact they are free from being known, a comfort they hold dearly, and still thank the god whale that bestowed them this gift.
Appearance
Will is a lanky, skinny thing, standing at 6'4" and weighing barely more than a wet paper bag. They hide their malnourished frame under flowing dresses and skirts, sometimes donning heels and other accessories you'd think they'd care too little to wear. Pants are a sometimes thing, but always with a very high waist. They usually wear a wide-brimmed hat, a choker, and their dark, oily hair tied up. Their eyes are perpetually sleepy. Underneath their clothes, spreading across their torso and right arm, are ribbons of muscle and veins that perpetually bleed. They cover this with ever-changing bandages and a thick gardener's glove.
Themes
• finding beauty in the cursed and unlovable
• depersonalization
• seeing the world for its truths and themself for their lies
• aimlessness
• learning what it means to be alive after they've already died
• apathy
• selling away the things that make them human
• chronic pain
• a collection of things thrown away or hated
• multiverse traveler
• being free from the mortal ordeal of being known
• timelessness
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