Editing Mr Eaten

{{Character

|image1 = The well 9852.jpg

|location = [[Avid Horizon|Dark Water]] (NORTH UNDER GRANITE)

|alias = The Drowned Man<br>

|title1=|image2=|caption2=|relationships=[[Curators]] (species)|notable_members=|music=}}<blockquote>''"Who is Mr Eaten? A good question. Not a wise one." (If you find the answer to this, you'll wish you didn't know.)''

''"I have so often been consumed."''</blockquote><font color="red">'''Mr Eaten'''</font> is an ancient, mysterious emptiness, a voice, a hunger. ''<small><choose uncached=""><option>Something is wrong here.</option><option></option></choose></small>'' The circumstances surrounding his death, during the fall of the [[Third City]], continue to cast a shadow over events in the [[Neath]]. Almost all of the who, what, and ''why'' surrounding this creature are waterlogged in mysteries so deep that they drown even the most resilient of enquirers. One thing is known, however: '''a reckoning will not be postponed indefinitely'''. ''<small><choose uncached=""><option>Do you hear the well calling?</option><option></option></choose></small>''__FORCETOC__

==GRIEVE==

<blockquote>''"The light on the edge of sleep was mine. I was Mr Candles. I will not be again."''<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Accept_the_Name! Accept the Name!, ''Fallen London'']</ref></blockquote>[[File:Candlescream.png|thumb|St. Arthur's Candle.]]

'''Mr Candles'''<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Accept_the_Name! Accept the Name!, ''Fallen London''] ''"The light on the edge of sleep was mine. I was Mr Candles. I will not be again."''</ref> was one of the eleven [[The Masters of the Bazaar|Masters of the Bazaar]]. He oversaw trade in candles and held authority over [[Parabola|dreams]]<ref name=":0">{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Ask_him_what_he_wants|Ask him what he wants|Fallen London|}} ''"Wine and Spices stole what was mine."''</ref> from his [[Winking Isle|lighthouse]], situated between [[Parabola]] and reality.<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Enter_the_lighthouse. Enter the lighthouse., ''Fallen London''] ''"Here he once stood, on the border between Parabola and the Wilderness, to look out across his wounded realm. Or perhaps he only imagined it. Perhaps you only imagined it. This is a dream that wounds, but it is a dream."''</ref> Alongside [[Mr Cups]] (or [[Mr Wines|Wines]]), he was likely responsible for the Fall of the [[The First City|First City]].<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Looking_in_the_garden Looking in the garden, ''Fallen London''] ''"Two figures step into the chamber, hunched and garbed in many-petalled black cloaks. Masters of the Bazaar. One carries a clay cup, the other an unlit candle. The one with the cup says, "I think we can be of service to each other. Allow me to propose an exchange...""''</ref>

The [[The Second City|Second City]] proved to be a major setback for the [[Bazaar]] and the Masters. The [[The Sisters|Pharaoh’s daughters]] tricked the Masters,<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Buying_secrets|Buying secrets|Fallen London|}} ''"Since the Second City, [...] We were a royal house [...] We played those black-cloaked vultures for fools, so we did. Beat them at their own game and pulled the nose of the Bazaar [...]"''</ref> trapping them for two thousand years.<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/This_really_can%27t_be_good_for_you This really can't be good for you, ''Fallen London''] ''"caught incarcerated caged two dozen centuries no space no space to spread my wings !unbearable! !release me! Spit venom at my judas gaolers may their kohl eyes gender worms may their bones burn in their flesh !unbearable! !release me!"''</ref> After their escape, the desperate Masters sought a scapegoat, and that scapegoat was Mr Candles.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Homecoming|Homecoming|Fallen London|}}''""How dare you," rasps Mr Spices, though it lacks the will to punish the transgression. "You can't imagine it. Tricked by creatures as low as you. Led into a trap. Imprisoned for aeons. The furthest I have ever been from home. Forced to sacrifice—" Its words catch in its throat."''</ref> Candles was considered a runt among [[Curators]] (the Masters' species) as an individual who lacked the "Dual Nature." Runts are considered no better than food for their siblings,<ref name=":02">{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/No_map_knows_the_place_you_go|No map knows the place you go|Fallen London}} ''"A Tree which lacks the Dual Nature is less. A Beast which lacks the Dual Nature is no less. This kind are not Trees, nor are they Beasts. Each Clutch has sometimes its Runt, who lacketh part of the Nature. Even the Runt has uses. Consider the Owl." [Editor's note: The runt of a clutch of owl chicks may be killed and eaten by its siblings if resources are scarce. This phenomenon occurs in a variety of other birds as well as mammals.]''</ref> and the very notion of "runtery" is a crime in Curator society that served as the primary reason for Candles' exile from the [[High Wilderness]].<ref>[https://www.failbettergames.com/news/a-secret-about-the-masters A secret about the Masters, ''Failbetter Games''] ''"runtery, aberration,"''</ref> Candles knew full well what his colleagues thought of him, and that they would betray him eventually, but he held out hope that they would not turn on him.<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Enter_the_lighthouse. Enter the lighthouse., ''Fallen London''] ''"But it is clear that he was aware of his deficiency, long before the betrayal.  He knew the others would turn on him.  He hoped they would not."''</ref> ''<small><choose uncached=""><option>Foolish, foolish, foolish.</option><option></option></choose></small>''

<blockquote>''"Is it opening, now, does it open? Are there snares we can grasp, to place them tinily in our flesh, as we will take the flesh of Vake-the-betrayer, black as the knives? Dear deep void those knives. My flesh was not meant for them. And their teeth like the tenderness of insects. Ah, ah, ah, ah."''<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/The_hook_and_the_bait The hook and the bait, ''Fallen London'']</ref></blockquote>[[File:Idol.png|thumb|A statue from the [[Third City]].]]

Before it fell, the [[Third City]] was ruled by three priest-kings who relentlessly hunted any creature they could to sate their hunger.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/My_Kingdom_for_a_Pig|My Kingdom for a Pig|Fallen London|}} ''"Beasts slaughtered, feasts spread on the floor. [...] We chew. [...] we devour the dead until our hungers have been fed. Feed us. Feed us more than the dead."''</ref> The priest-kings were aware of the [[Masters]]’ nature, and contacted them to strike a dangerous bargain.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Capture_Third_City_Veils|Capture Third City Veils|Fallen London|}} ''"THE OLD PRIEST-KINGS KNEW OUR KIND. WE WERE ALL GODS TO THEM. WE ALL ENTERED INTO THEIR BARGAIN."''</ref>

At some point around 900-1000 CE, the [[Bazaar]] arranged for the purchase of the Third City, offering its priest-kings the flesh of a god as their price.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/My_Kingdom_for_a_Pig|My Kingdom for a Pig|Fallen London|}} ''"It isn't really much to pay. [...] someone else can take the fall to feed them, feed them something more. Just sign here."''</ref> Candles, believing only a small part of himself would be required, consented to the deal — but [[Mr Veils]] knew better, and led Candles to his doom.<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/The_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price,_the_price The price, the price, the price, the price, the price, the price, the price, the price, the price, the price, the price, ''Fallen London''] ''"They said – they called me by my name – I need only go up and the priests would take a little. The gratitude in their song! We embraced before I rose. You of cloth and shadow, you enemy, you proud-singer, you led the way. I will poison you with airs."''</ref> The priest-kings struck before dawn,<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/SEVEN_OF_WORDS SEVEN OF WORDS, ''Fallen London''] ''"In the hours before dawn, when he was drowned, you dream that you come to your door and knock on it."''</ref> snaring Candles on a hook, pinning him in place, and carving out pieces of his flesh to eat using obsidian knives.<ref name=":1">[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Pervert_your_studies Pervert your studies, ''Fallen London''] ''"He came up [...] to offer a little. They hooked him [...] like a fish. Their knives [...] were dark and sharp as the Mountain's daughter. He screamed then [...] and they opened their mouths, red and white and rich with treasure."''</ref> Devouring [[Curator]] flesh granted the priest-kings ascension along the [[Great Chain]],<ref name=":2">{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/You_have_rejected_wine_and_song|You have rejected wine and song|Fallen London|}}''"[…] the flesh and blood of the Twelve is intoxicating and transcendent. If you consume something greater, then you may incorporate it: unless it incorporates you. […] This is the lesson of Couriers. This is the lesson of the knives and the pool."''</ref> turning them into the immortal [[God-Eaters]].<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Look_into_the_water_1|Look into the water 1|Fallen London|}} ''"A celebration! The God-Eaters lick their fingers, not to waste a scrap. They will live forever now. Much good will it do them."''</ref> ''<small><choose uncached=""><option>The knives. They glistened. They cut. And oh, how they ate.</option><option></option></choose></small>''

Candles was alive through the whole process, and was still alive when they threw what remained of him to drown in [[lacre]].<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Pervert_your_studies|Pervert your studies|Fallen London|}} ''"[...] O but the feast was too short [...] all with that old redolence [...] of a certain ammonia. He breathed [...] until his vents were stifled with tears. [...]"''</ref> His remains were likely buried somewhere in the northernmost reaches of the [[Neath]],<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Mr_Pages%27_Educational_Picture_Postcards_and_Assorted_Souvenir_Stationery Mr Pages' Educational Picture Postcards and Assorted Souvenir Stationery, ''Fallen London''] ''"It's only later, when you inspect your hoard of new secrets, that you find a scrap of rose-coloured paper with the tiniest of inscriptions. 'IT IS NORTH UNDER GRANITE' it says on one side. The single word 'EATEN' is on the other."''</ref> under a granite well.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Attend_and_speak_of...terrible_things.|Attend and speak of...terrible things.|Fallen London|}} ''"Things you've seen in your dreams. A black vault filled with black chains. A long flinty shaft back to the light. A granite well. A knife of obsidian. A membranous wing spread against the stars of the night sky. A distorted face seen through water. You hear yourself say "A reckoning is not to be postponed indefinitely.""''</ref> Following his death, the Masters erased all records of his existence and knowledge of his name.<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Grieve Grieve, ''Fallen London''] ''"It is written here, on the candle's flank: dead, the voice from the well, dead as stone, dead as time, dead as between. They want him forgotten. He will not be forgotten. The wax is his flesh. The flame is his eye. The smoke is his voice. Remember him."''</ref> His domain over dreams was given to [[Mr Wines]] and [[Mr Spices]], who still fight over it to this day.<ref name=":0" />

==SEEK==

<blockquote>''"...the laws of the Judgements, whose mask is God, are present even here beneath the earth. Lightly present, but present. And a reckoning, as the saying has it, will not be indefinitely postponed."''<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Yes.|Yes.|Fallen London|}}</ref></blockquote>[[File:Chapeloflights_port.png|thumb|A light in the distance.]]Mr Eaten still holds considerable power and influence over the [[Neath]], despite his death. His voice echoes from deep waters and wells, for all water remembers the well from which it once came.<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Confront_him_(King-in-Coral) Confront him, ''Fallen London''] ''"He will get his due, as I will get mine. Just as all water carries the memory of the well, all water carries the memory of the zee."''</ref> He is at his most powerful in [[Parabola]], and as such he communicates mainly through dreams.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/In_your_dreams,_you_hear_a_voice_echoing_hollowly_each_night|In your dreams, you hear a voice echoing hollowly each night|Fallen London|}} ''"Yet you feel in your hungry bones whose name it was. Mr Eaten's name, you are certain, is a word in the Correspondence!"''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/An_Alphabet_of_Scars|An Alphabet of Scars|Fallen London|}} ''"Lately you've been doodling. What have you been doodling? Something you've seen in your dreams, you think. A Correspondence sigil [...] 'The Name!' one stout fellow shrieks."''</ref> He holds a bitter grudge against the [[Bazaar]] and the [[Masters]], and Veils in particular,<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/The_hook_and_the_bait The hook and the bait, ''Fallen London''] ''"Is it opening, now, does it open? Are there snares we can grasp, to place them tinily in our flesh, as we will take the flesh of Vake-the-betrayer, black as the knives? Dear deep void those knives. My flesh was not meant for them... Ah, ah, ah, ah."''</ref> and is actively seeking revenge against them. So all-encompassing is his hatred that it even extends to the Bazaar's master, [[the Sun]].<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/ENDURE ENDURE, ''Fallen London''] ''"If the Sun is Its master, let the Sun be drowned [...] My hate will not be contained until the Sun is cindered and damned, until Its heart is empty as theirs. [...] The Message: no more."''</ref> By the rage of the [[Flukes]]<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/The_Name The Name, ''Fallen London''] ''"In the water around you, the Flukes rear and roar. A mighty limb enwraps your zubmarine. [...] This is your end. You, this is the end of you. The last thing you see is the extinction of light, as they take your hard-won skin."''</ref> or by the justice of the [[Judgements]]:<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/%22What_is_due%3F%22|'What is due?'|Fallen London|}} ''"You will have your revenge. And in so doing you will bring light to the Neath. I am convinced, you know, that the White planned this from the beginning."''</ref><ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Here_Be_Dragons Here Be Dragons, ''Fallen London''] ''"The Judgements [...] silently agree and express their Will. Their Will comes, at last, to Earth, to the Neath, as a storm crosses the sea."''</ref> a reckoning will not be postponed indefinitely.

Mr Eaten is allied closely with the [[Lorn-Flukes]]<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/So_hungry So hungry, ''Fallen London''] ''"The morning comes. You remember nothing. Almost nothing. There is the sound the Lorn-Flukes do not make, there beneath the black and crushing silence. There are three of them. They are allies. So let us feast."''</ref> and other beings from [[Axile]].<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/The_ink_and_the_ink|The ink and the ink|Fallen London|}} ''"Do you recall how we came to that place?  And they sang of their lightnings and shapeful disgrace?  And we tilted our vanes and ennobled our spires.  They welcomed us then and commingled all choirs.  And not enough, not enough.  Still It mourns, and still waits the Sun."''</ref> He also has his own servants, known as '''Seekers of the Name''', who receive his commands through dreams. Seeker dreams involve themes of water, hunger,<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/But_the_view_outside_your_window_isn%27t_right But the view outside your window isn't right, ''Fallen London''] ''"The moon shines on a flooded desert. The waters lap around the wreck of a dirigible. The night breeze that flows through the open window is cold and salt and sad. Your stomach growls."''</ref> candles,<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Pluck_something_from_the_water Pluck something from the water, ''Fallen London''] ''"A soft sweet burst of savour, and a warmth in your eyes and your tongue and your heart. The shriek of monkeys and the chanting of the God-Eaters. And then you’re awake: and your mouth is full of cold wax. That is a candle in your fist. But something remains."''</ref> and cannibalism, as well as an overarching command to travel [[Avid Horizon|North]]. ''<small><choose uncached=""><option>North. North. NORTH</option><option></option></choose></small>'' In keeping with the latter command, Mr Eaten seems to have a strong influence in the northern area of Void's Approach, and has a congregation of worshippers in this area, at the [[Chapel of Lights]].<ref>[https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Attend_a_service_at_the_Chapel_(no._1) Attend a service at the Chapel, ''Fallen London''] ''"Oh yes," the Priest says, smiling, "the Drowned Man hums tonight. His song like fish-roe clouds the water." He waits for the congregation's assent, his eyes shadowed. "We will feel him in the harps of us, and if his tune is caught it will be raised to the sky where the bright birds pass—"''</ref>

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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