🎭 ATTORE
it/he | 500+ | thundercraven rifthound | design by asher mortis
“first sighted in the chasm's underground mines. taken in by il dottore after proving his potential for the fatui's goals - human body subsequently created out of dottore's failed experiments, and tasked with seeking out and acquiring more "materials" for his research. operates in mondstadt and liyue.
lowly, self-hating abyssal corruption created by gold. his true composition and appearance resemble those of a mutated thundercraven rifthound; despite this, however, he appears reasonably docile unlike his kin.
“originating” from the chasm’s underground mines, he spent several centuries carefully observing any and all human life which he happened to come across. rather than attacking them, he thoughtlessly studied their mannerisms, hoping to someday be able to infiltrate them from within instead.
no human would ever fall for such a thing, of course. after all, he couldn’t disguise his beastly appearance, no matter how well he imitated human speech and thought patterns. agitated and hopeless in his predicament, the rifthound grew impatient, making his way out of the chasm’s mines - maiming anyone he came across.
weeks passed. he’d been attacked on several occasions now, and spent most of his time hiding away from vision bearers. he deeply regretted his decision to leave the chasm’s tunnels, “homesick”, if you could call it that…
…which was until he found a cave entrance, deciding to make it his new home, and hoping to never come back out.
unfortunately, what looked like a regular cave from the outside was in reality a ruin guard research facility located northeast of the chasm - belonging to the second of the fatui harbingers himself.
inside, two outcasts met. much blood was shed, but the rifthound was clearly holding back; different intentions plagued his mind.
“i need your help…”
“yes, i can talk. is that so strange?”
“i understand if you can’t trust me just yet - but if you let me, i will show you nothing but loyalty unparalleled by anyone else…”
“we have a deal, then.”
“attore” now tends to reside in the dark corners of dottore’s labs, staring at him with puppy eyes as he works… desperately hoping for a treat in the form of a limb or two from his failed experiments.
by - asher mortis
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