Adithan Varma
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“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
– Ray Bradbury
Overview
Edmond was born Sree Adithan Thirunal Balarama Varma on 3 August 1902, in Thiruvananthapuram, Travancore, India. At a year old, he was dedicated to Vishnu and granted the right to prefix his name with Sree Padmanabhadasa, as his family's tradition dictated. Raised in the royal family of a Indian princely state under indirect rule of the British Raj, Adithan was rich and surrounded by luxury, pampered, indoctrinated, and groomed to be a leader; he was well-educated and well-loved, given attention by his instructors and his parents, and by his parents' advisors and servants. He never lacked for anything but a sense of the real world outside the society and palaces in which he resided-- but he got in trouble a lot because he was always trying to get out and explore the streets on his own, and had a tendency to vanish into the kitchens and gardens. He was also an empath but kept it the hell to himself, but it made him protective of people who were being wronged, people who felt betrayed, people who felt sad. He liked studying. He was more or less a good kid.
The British Empire went to war in 1914, and it brought its colonies and protectorates with it. He followed his favorite uncle out of the palace to say goodbye and good luck when his uncle left to fight on behalf of the British Raj, and his soon-to-be-Keeper was looking for a prince to make her guard, and he was very pretty and very strong-willed. He'd lost his uncle in the crowd and this beautiful lady said she'd help him if she just took his hand. Of course he took her hand.
He was in Faerie for ninety-nine years, and after nearly not making it out at all, he emerged from the Hedge to a world completely alien-- one in which his country no longer existed, his family were generations removed from him, technology had hit exponential growth while he wasn't looking, humans had walked on the Moon, and no one saw what he saw when he looked in the mirror.
That was in 2013. It's been a bit of an adjustment since then-- and he never thought of himself as violent, and now he never thinks about why it's so easy to be angry and fight when the source of his anger's in arm's reach.
RP Hooks
- Science fiction is escapist and wonderful. Eddy can frequently be found scribbling it in notebooks, though he has never published. He has 2gb of rejection letters: he is, after all, stubborn. His writing is great but he can't come up with plots to save his life.
- Vegetarian by religion and by choice; he is not vegan, but likes coconut milk all the same.
- Opinionated about politics, mundane and Changeling alike; extremely anti-corruption.
- In the wrong century may be fairly common, but more than fifty years is a little extra: Eddy's had about four years to adjust to being nearly a hundred years outside time and space as science know them. There are still a lot of things he doesn't really get, and being an elemental doesn't really help with the social aspect.
- Have Fists Will Travel is kind of a way of life; Eddy hadn't even finished the equivalent of seventh grade when he was Taken. He was very well educated for a twelve-year-old in 1914, but everything else he knows is from cramming his head full of libraries in the past four years. He reads really fast, in English and Malayalam and Tamil. None of that actually helps his resume, so he generally hires out to do dangerous things, and accepts payment for fighting if the right side in a fight needs help.
- Researching for hire is also a thing he does; as long as he's reading everything he can get his hands on, he may as well make photocopies and do citations for students and professionals who suck at it or are too lazy or strapped for time to do it themselves.
- Music is a balm for the aggravated soul; Edmond is a vocalist and a musician. Unfortunately, he really likes punk rock, and his voice is a little too sweet for it, and piano and sarod, which he plays, are are not very punk rock.
- Environmental activism is a thing: he's an Earthbones and a Woodblood, dammit, and we've only got one REAL Earth, and it deserves protecting. He is saving up to buy a Tesla because it hasn't occurred to him he could just pledge someone for the money.
- Gardening is an interest and a hobby, but is also tough to do if you travel a lot-- but he likes talking about it, and if he puts down roots (ha ha ha) here he might get himself a plot to garden in.
Contacts
- Kelsey is the Flamesiren he doesn't know helped him get out of Arcadia, who he's endlessly looking for without knowing who they are.
- Teagan and Poppy are the very fun people who allowed Edmond to make his first derringly-done deed legit bodysnatching, and Rozalia is the altogether too tolerant mortician that not only received the corpse but let Ed get followup information on what had happened to cause the body to be a dead one.
- CB Alexander is the guy who runs the Cat-22 Collective and who very kindly offered to Edmond that he could borrow or read in-store any of the books there, and also made sure Ed actually had a place to stay. Kindnesses are not forgotten.
- Vorpal is the overwhelming and frustratingly hard to connect with WYRD 9 SUBLIME LOST PANTHEON KNOWITALL that Edmond can't understand liking and can't understand why Vorpal doesn't like him, it's very confusing.
- Doctor Plague, who calls Edmond 'Sunset Colada', is very quickly becoming the Summer wanderer's first real friend in Vermont -- they are, in effect, both too old for this shit.
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