Mr Apples
"'Catch?' There is no 'catch'. All is delight and freedom from care!"[1]
"This upstanding citizen governs commerce in food, wood and immortality. They say it's an ally of Mr Veils."[2]
Mr Apples is a darkly cheery and overly familiar Master of the Bazaar.
Freedom from Care
Mr Apples governs trade in food, wood, and immortality. It also loves games and gambling, driving it to create the high-stakes card game known as the Marvellous.[3] It is particularly sociable, and is frequently sighted out and about.[4]
Under its other title, Mr Hearts, it deals in meats, skins, ligaments, bones, bloods, and animals, and runs an emporium at the Labyrinth of Tigers.
Apples/Hearts is probably the most innocent of the Masters; the worst atrocity it is known to commit is selling a very mysterious meat from suspicious sources at its storefront.[5]
Mr Apples has also been called Mr Barley,[2] the Lord of Blood in the time of the Third City,[3] the Saint of Flesh and the Paradisal Saint by the Cult of the Sanctified in the Sunless Skies timeline,[6] and the Khan of Roots and the Khan of Hearts during the time of the Fourth City.[7]
Sunless Skies
"Gone. But I could make more. I was Mr Apples, once. As I was once other things, other names, other people."[8]
In the Sunless Skies timeline, when London rose to the skies, a few Masters followed. One of them was Mr Apples, now known as the Chiropterous Hoarder.[9] It used to sell Hesperidean Cider for a high price, but it has run out of its precious golden apples, so it now seeks a new and better means of immortality.[10]
References
- ↑ https://twitter.com/Mr_Apples/status/21990354521
- ↑ 3.0 3.1 Ask him who he is, Fallen London
- ↑ ...an incognito Master?, Fallen London
- ↑ Mr Hearts' Exotic Meats Counter (1 FATE), Fallen London
- ↑ Provide for a Feast, Sunless Skies
- ↑ Dubious attribution, Fallen London
- ↑ An Ill-Designed Shop, Sunless Skies
- ↑ Ask about the other Masters?, Sunless Skies
- ↑ Investigate the Hoarder's work, Sunless Skies "I tried once to hold immortality in a bottle. [...] My customers were convinced, but I knew the truth. You can't just drink eternity. It goes away, you see? But this is different. I got the idea from... an associate of mine? They liked spices."
