User:Scamall

Scamall

Origins

I was born on the Homeworld to an unknown family. I was found in a river, in a basket of reeds. I never knew my birth parents, only the legendary clan of thieves, the Brethren of the Forest, who raised me. They taught many things, all useless in this false Cradle of machines. They often found me atop the Great Steel Tree, staring at the sky, thinking, wondering, about the great beyond; Is there life out there? Where? Will we ever find it? What will happen then? My reputation as a dreamer was such that they gave me this name: "Scamall", from the ancient language of the Gaelic tribes, meaning "Cloud".

In my later childhood I was brought to the Kingdom, where I fell in love with the lives led by the heroic Spiral Knights. I aspired to be one of them, to bring honour and glory to my people. Once I was of age, I left the forest to start my new life as a Knight. The training was tough, but my determination was as solid as the bark of the Tree where most of my childhood was spent. I was lucky enough to have a friend to help me through the trials. Her name was Cara, and without her I would have been lost.

We graduated from the Academy in time for the Council of the Spiral Wardens to announce the grand expedition to space. I was excited, to say the least. We learned that we would be a part of the Spiral Fleet, following the Flagship Skylark throughout the cosmos. I was stationed aboard the cargo carrier, the Green Rose. After a few weeks travel, we spied an odd planet with a strange terrain, as though parts of the land had been relocated. Soon after, our energy readings went off the charts, and the Skylark fell to the planet's surface. I was ordered to evacuate the ship, as it was only a matter of time before the whole Fleet fell. There was chaos. All Knights fled to the escape pods and were jettisoned towards the planet. The remainder of the Fleet's ships were dragged to the massive chasms in the planet's face, towards... gargantuan gears. The planet was mechanical! There was no time to marvel at this revelation, however, as the Fleet was dropping fast. I barely managed to make it to the escape pod. The others were not so lucky. Cara was missing, but I still refuse to accept the worst.

The Cradle

I fell from the frying pan, and, it seemed, into the fire. The crash was devastating. My vitals were damaged, and I was put in cryosleep while life support mended my broken body. I had flashes of my life up 'till that point, and I was certain I was to die there. Fortunately, the planet's radiant energy kept the life support system going long enough for me to make a full recovery. I awoke to refreshing breaths of air. Most fortunate. I checked my escape pod, and it seemed to be far too damaged to do any more. I removed the energy tank from it and transferred the energy to my suit. How very lucky that my suit can run on this endlessly replenishing supply.

I checked my HUD and, to my astonishment, the Uplink was working! The surviving Knights must have been busy in the last few- months? No, it can't be! The date must have malfunctioned... How long was I in cryo? How damaged was my body? Where... AM I? Oh, a message. It said something about a rescue camp nearby. It must have been built while I was out. What else have I missed? I decided to head out to that camp, armed with my standard-issue Proto Gear and an ample supply of questions.

The Camp

After a few hours, the sun started to set just as I arrived in the aforementioned camp. Brimming with questions, I asked the Knights in charge everything I wished to know. They gave many helpful tips and said to get to a city called Haven as soon as I could. I went to the training grounds with some fellow recruits and we learned the basics of combat in this planetary machine. I stayed in camp a day or two, checking the local vendor for supplies. I had little money, so I could ill afford the wares. The vendor, however, was twelve feet tall at least, and spoke with a rumbling voice. I was hesitant to approach him at first, as were the other recruits. He seemed friendly enough, however. It appears that these... beings are native to this world, but this one doesn't wish to engage in small-talk. Maybe there are more who can tell me about this place. To Haven!

While at camp, I received an unusual message from a fellow calling himself Saxton Hale. This gentleman also requested me to visit Haven, but for reasons that would benefit his company. How did he get this Uplink address? I hope he isn't some sort of inter-dimensional businessman. I have enough problems as is.