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[DoI]

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]tw: implied suicide, starvation, dehydration

they had made a terrible, horrible mistake. it wasn't anyone's fault, not that he had known about, but he knew that they shouldn't have gotten on that ship, and his father shouldn't have taken one of the only life boats for just them. they had been on the ocean for days, they were running out of food, and phineas was growing more and more scared. his father was acting strangely for the past two, which didn't make him feel any better.

"we wont have enough food for the both of us."

"i know, dad. theres nothing we can do."

there was a long silence between the two, phineas playing with the plastic bag of a granola bar that had been in the life boat package, his father staring down at the boy before he slipped a hand into his cardigan pocket.

"we could have enough if one of us weren't here."

phineas stared at his father, before looking to the pocket as he slowly began to pull something from it. phineas knew what it was, a small revolver pistol, one that was hardly as big as his fat hand.

"dad-"

"it's alright, phin."

"dad, what are you-"

"it's alright, phin."

phineas fell silent, staring in terror as his father rose the gun. his father only smiled at him, nodding.

"it's alright."

BANG.

---

another passenger ship had picked him up, starving and dying of thirst. he had run out of food five days before, and the water he had drank had made him increasingly more sick. once brought to shore, he was simply left with some food, fresh water, and told to head north, and he did. he had kept north for an entire year, scavenging and trading what he could afford to until he reached.. a lodge. shockingly, it had people, from what he could hear, so he took a gloved hand, rose it, and knocked against the wood.

[EDMUND.]

    It was a known fact by now that Flintlock Lodge was not particularly abundant in freshly grown consumables. Besides the homes which had since been converted into greenhouses, providing enough food for some of the year, Flintlock Lodge understood the hardship of a grumbling belly. Flintlock Lodge understood because growing crops in these conditions was a volatile commodity - they'd not always succeed in doing so, but they sure as hell tried for their people.

They were probably quite fortunate that Edmund wasn't in charge of the greenhouses, nor any of his brothers for a matter of fact. It seemed that all they did was bleed the life out of everything, their aloof coldness often more bitter than the blistering weather on the peak of the mountain. Rarely would Edmund make an exception to anyone or anything, especially after his own ever-growing paranoia.

Eventually, his past was going to catch up to him, and the ones he loved would have to pay the price.

Muted blue eyes shifted as they followed a young adolescent wandering up to the lodge's door. Nothing ever tended to miss Eddie's eyes, especially with a man so mistrusting of that damn treeline; he never knew what'd sneak out from within the woods. But, a bathroom break was all the time needed for the teenager to slip passed Ed's radar, making his way up the steps towards the lodge. He swung the lodge door open, features unmoving apart from the slightest expression of puzzlement, as his hand automatically hovered over his holster.

❝ What are you doing here? ❞ Ed's brows bunched together as he questioned, blinking in utter disbelief. He really let somebody slip passed his radar - he ought to be more careful. But, more importantly in the moment, he ought to at least be somewhat nicer to the teen.

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 10/17]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty three // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ general of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ product of an organized crime family, his father the mob boss
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 100% // N/A

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray
⋟ owns a west highland terrier, angus

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
[/spoiler]

[DoI]

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]phineas has not been expecting any hostility. he was a child, the most weapons he had was a dull butter knife and a sharpened stick, he was cold, hungry, didn’t know where he was going, and after the journey he had gone through and what had happened on that journey didn’t make him feel much better. when the man held a hand over his gun, phineas immediately went pale, flinching back and away from the door. what else was he going to do?

he couldn’t defend himself if he wanted to, and edmund could probably snap him in two.

“i’m.. im sorry, i thought this might be the lodge the traders told me about..” he breathed, voice shaking as he fumbled his thumbs. “i just.. i need somewhere to stay.. i bought if i knocked..”

[EDMUND.]

    Edmund sighed, lowering his eyes eventually upon realizing that perhaps not everybody was the threat he expected to confront. Sometimes children found themselves here. Lost. Starving. Afraid. Sometimes he ought to be kinder. But this was Edmund. He was as cold as these bitter winters, yet still worse because at least those bitter winters did not carry around a rifle and a mouth like a loaded gun.

❝ Yeah... This is Flintlock; you're in the right place. ❞ He decided to explain carefully, looking back up towards him before questioning bluntly, ❝ What's your name? Have you got any weapons on you right now? ❞

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 10/17]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty three // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ general of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ product of an organized crime family, his father the mob boss
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 100% // N/A

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray
⋟ owns a west highland terrier, angus

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
[/spoiler]

[DoI]

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]phineas shook his head so hard that it made him dizzy, pulling out his sharpened little stick and his very, very dull butter knife. “i’m phineas.. i don’t have anything that could do too much damage.” remembering the gunshot made him flinch, his gaze being cast down to the male’s shoes. he didn’t want to think about that here. this was meant to be a new start.

[EDMUND.]

    Ed's eyes lowered to watch the teenager reveal his ❛weapons❜. Little more than a stick and a butter knife; unlikely to cause much damage. Some would laugh at the measly reveal, but Ed was serious, features only softening ever-so-slightly at the reality that... Shit, he needed to teach this kid how to use a real weapon. Eventually he tipped his head to gesture indoors, taking a step back to welcome him into the Lodge. ❝ C'mon. You're probably freezing out there. ❞ If that was his idea of a welcome, then Phineas would have to take it. ❝ I'm Edmund. Ed, Eddie - anything is fine. ❞

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 10/17]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty three // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ general of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ product of an organized crime family, his father the mob boss
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 100% // N/A

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray
⋟ owns a west highland terrier, angus

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
[/spoiler]