Brooks Blakewell // D4 // cb fin

Brooks Blakewell. The man of many hearts. A true lover of the world. An expert in the secrets hidden beneath the surf of Four. Hidden chasms, long forgotten islands, and the fastest swim record to come out of the career program in years. He's anything and everything, but there's secrets he's not supposed to know. Stumbling into trouble at every turn. Broken heart taped to his own sleeve as if his past was glittering along the rocks of the cliffside. Events change people. Worries spilled out to a sea of unforgiving endless ocean.

Brooks Blakewell has seen past the surf. The lone survivor of a ship long thought lost by the sea. Born to a family lost in the blackened sea of a horrible night. Taken in by a family who didn't know his true name, but he'd always known his name. Blakewell. The last piece of his family left behind being himself. Explorers of Four who'd expanded the resort industry of Four. The first amusement park for Capitolites to visit and get the taste of Four resides in his name. An uncle having taken over the place already, but Brooks had already seen the resort. Smiling down upon him with the weight of the world on his shoulders. Brooks wasn't like other men. He's survived terrors long before anyone else.

A career with renowned speed, always the fastest to move. Weapons tossed into his hands in order to keep out the monsters lurking in the surf or on the islands he's seen away. Muttations from a war years past having lurked in the shadows, unknowingly hidden from everyone. An expert in a way. Brooks was a specialist by all means. Capable enough to hunt them now whereas before he'd look for rumors and chase them. Only once had he discovered the true monsters on the outskirts of the district. Now, he resides alone, training for the day he may have to fight to survive once more.