BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Wuooo WhOOO OOOooOOOOooouu
Nicknames: Whothree, You There, Piss Off, Seawraith
User: @That1DireWolf
Mode: Collector's
Rank/occupation: unofficial ship’s guide and resident sea monster
Species: Dragon
Ethnicity/Type/Element: Tidekeeper (Abyssal)
Height: 142 cm
Age:
Date of Birth:
Gender: Shrrrr? (They/it)
Sexuality: Aaaa?
Magic: None
Location: Southern part of Life’s End. Sometimes spotted in open oceans between Northern Shipwrecker iceberg towns.

PERSONAL INFORMATION

Personality:

• Kind, as much as one can be in the deep.
• Resourceful. Food is scarce and competition is fierce, and to survive you must be wily, strong, or both.
• Patient. The kind of patience only a predator has, of waiting days in ambush for a chance at a meal.

• Alert bordering on paranoid. Life’s End is a savage place and you can never be sure whether you’re about to become someone’s meal.
• Curious. More often than not, their curiosity gets them into trouble. Such as how they learned people tend to greet them with harpoons and panic.
• Reclusive. Doesn’t like close contact with others beyond what is strictly necessary in their day-to-day life. (Guiding ships is absolutely necessary, or so they tell themself.)
• Food-motivated. They have learned to rein in their hunger around other people, but it remains a constant gnawing thing. Offering food is the best way to earn yourself Whothree's friendship, or at least a promise of aid.

• Prickly. When not proven to be someone they can trust, Whothree is unlikely to tolerate contact for long.
• Stubborn. When Whothree gets an idea or decides on a course of action, they will drain the seas and drag the Moons from the sky to complete it.
• Poor impulse control. See something interesting or crunchy-looking? Chomp.

History:        

Their early life is lost to the haze of hunger and the darkness of the depths. Whothree knows they hatched somewhere near the Bathysmal Amphitheatre, since one of their first memories is of swimming through its stone rings in search of food. At some point they found themself trailing a Saltie pod north, scavenging whatever they leave behind and once managing to kill a young sea serpent; they feasted for days off its corpse.

One of their first encounters with a ship was in the middle of a nighttime storm, when cloud cover was thick enough that no light reached the surface. Whothree had swum up for some more pod-watching before the Hunger became truly painful when they saw the ship pass overhead with no Saltie to guide it. Having lived in the area for some time and being passingly familiar with the surface waters, they led it through the ice towards Northstar’s Town.

• Hatched somewhere near Bathysmal Amphitheatre with three siblings
• Swam along after their mother for several years
• Their mother went Full Hunger Mode™ and started attacking everything that moves, including her kids
• One night they see a Saltwater Tidekeeper dead-body-disposal group and follows them.
• They are utterly enchanted by the biodiversity in the shallower layers of the sea, and every so often they swim back up here to simply watch.
• Around this time they sort-of imprint on a visiting northern pod and start copying their mannerisms.
• The northern pod heads home and Whothree follows.
• They end up near Life’s End, having caught a young sea-serpent and lost the northern pod’s trail while picking the carcass clean.
• They continue their habit of watching the life in shallow waters when the night allows.
• A year or so after they arrive, they start following and guiding ships.
• At first it’s more out of curiosity, then out of kindness, once Whothree realizes the people crewing the ships can’t see in the dark like they can.
• Whothree never goes nearer than about 10km of any iceberg town just to be safe.
• There’s a sense of ‘come-find-me’ to the south-east back towards where they came from, but they’ve found a home here and sort-of-friends in the local sailors.
• Maybe one day they’ll go see what it is, but they’re happy to stay here for a while.

RELATIONSHIPS

Relationship Tracker

Pikipipik, Hsssssss, MMMMwuooOO OOuuhh: Misses their siblings. Sometimes wonders how they’re doing.

Northern Shipwrecker iceberg towns: Unfriendly bordering hostile. They just want to be left alone and perhaps help out here and there, but the justified fear of Abyssals means they’re likely to be greeted with harpoons.

Saltwater Tidekeeper pods: Distantly admiring, but they don’t dare approach. The pods mostly avoid them.

Compasses: They know to stay well out of the Compasses’ way.

Sailors, captains, and other seafaring people: Sort of a mutual wary fear-bordering-respect. They know the currents here well, and has taken to guiding ships through storm and night across the Moonglow Sea.

EXTRA

Rumours/Reputation: ‘They say the Seawraith is an Abyssal, you know. One of them dragons that live far down below where sunlight don’t reach. Now, don’t you ever go seeking it out, hear? For you never know when it might be a-hungerin’. But when the sky goes dark and the sea howls with rage, you can count on the Seawraith to lead you true.’ –Unknown sailor

Voice claim: Train 1x (General speech)

Fingernails on chalkboard (Squeals, shrieks)

Alligators bellow (Grumbles, growls)

Note from YouTube commenter @derekholton9314:

just an fyi: the actual sound that is important here is inaudible! when you see the shaking of the water, but here no accompanying noise, what you are seeing is the result of powerful soundwaves that are so low they don't register to our ears. you can hear some faint, low growls but that's it.

Theme song: Doesn’t have one, but in a modern AU would probably put Beneath the Brine by The Family Crest or Constellations by Oh Hellos on repeat and zone out for hours.

Extra notes: Their appearance is inspired by the supergiant amphipod, comb jelly, and snailfish.