Ash “Eden” Delgado

Ash “Eden” Delgado

“You’re not a bad guy. I don’t want to turn you into a bad guy. You’re just… unfortunate.” - Salem Brodsky

Relatives	Mateo y Sofia Delgado (Parents) Diego Delgado (Grandfather)
Languages	English
Aliases	Eden
Marital Status	Dating Yuzuki Mori Formerly dated The Woman Who Tried, The Bloody Lady, The Magic Man, and the Odd One
Place of Birth	Trujillo, Queru
Species	Garou (Galliard)
Gender	Unsure
Height	6'2"
Eye Color	Hazel

Ash “Eden” Delgado is a player character in Chains of Rage, played by Manu. Ash's life, for lack of a better term, is complicated. Complicated financial situation, complicated immigration status, complicated love life, complicated ex-partners... it has left our poor Galliard in a bit of a bad way. Now, come! Let's dive into this painfully sorry story.

Physical Appearance

Our little wolf here is a handsome sort, and boy, does he know it. Standing tall at six-foot-two with truly Gaia-given genetics, his physique appears to be in excellent condition and his face is no different. Precise jaw, medium length hair that falls just perfectly... you'd have to be blind not to see the appeal!

Personality

Who are you asking about? Ash or Eden?

This Story Is True, In A Sense

Gather round, children! Let me tell you a tale. One of few triumphs and many failures. This is the story of how our little flame turned to ash.

As a boy, the torch was passed from country to country. With it, our little flame danced along through the borders. But what's this? The country they traveled to didn't much like this torch's carriers! And about... six years or so later, they got rid of them! The carriers of course. The torch stayed, and with it, our flame. The torch was passed again. First, to a homeless shelter. But it burned too bright, and they couldn't cultivate the flame! A homeless shelter's role isn't to raise a fire, after all. What were they to do? They had no caretakers for our flame, no wood to feed it. And so it was passed again, to a woman who tried. She gave it a home, albeit a brief one. But her mother, oh no! She was quite against that! "A flame in my house? It will burn everything!" The little flame tried to help around the home, but the mother was right. Everything our flame tried to help burned to a crisp, so the woman stopped trying and left it behind. We'll come back to her, this woman. She takes on quite a journey of her own! The torch lit a fire when it was tossed away, igniting a garden filled with apples and sin. The flame picked up an apple and took a bite, before finding two more to join him in his arson.

The flame grows and grows, and people begin to worship it. It gains love and adoration from all sorts. A beautiful man, filled with magic. A young woman with a taste for blood. And... an odd sort. All drawn to the bonfire! The panache! THE CONFIDENCE! THAT IS TRIUMPH! So the fire sang, and it screamed, begging for more to listen. And yet... no new faces came. Only the torch. Our little flame. One that only the odd one truly saw behind the arson, if only for a moment. The odd one had their own problems, not fit to take care of our little flame. Their problems were one of chains, ones the odd one could not break. When the flame tried to burn the chains, it only scarred the odd one's wrists. There was never hope for the flame. Neither the bloody lady that disappeared, nor the magic man who intended to leave. And so, when the flame burned too bright inside... it consumed someone it shouldn't have. And the torch extinguishes. The little flame goes out. The roaring fire dies. All that remains is Ash.