Murke

Name: Murke

Gender: Male/genderless

Murke was once one of many creatures of power- dragons, monsters and other cryptids that roved the earth. As a creature of the sea, he spent most of his days fishing along the coastlines and cliffs. Some humans hailed him a diety. Others regarded him simply as an oddity that could sometimes be bribed for fish. Murke liked things this way.

As humans greed for power swelled, they waged war on the cryptids for control of their domains. Murke, and some of the other cryptids, fled. He descended to abyssal depths, where no light, nor human, would ever reach him. It was a lonely existence. But he lived. 

Without daylight, Murke quickly lost track of time. How long had he been gone? Was it safe to return? Eventually he couldn't bear the loneliness any longer, and against risk of being hunted down, he chose to return to the surface. His absence left its mark. He returned changed- his coat stained with the ink of the abyss, his claws and horns worn and weathered from eons underwater. As much as he had changed, the world had changed more. 

The world Murke knew is gone. The world has forgotten the cryptids- or at least reduced them to myth and legend. Murke now finds himself floundering in a world moved on without him.