Darkest Dungeon: Marvin Seo Journal Readings
ShinyTurtw1g for Diana the Falconer (Journal of Diana, Falconer and Fugitive's Journal)
Diana AKA The Falconer is going to be the lead in two different journals.
The first one recounts the events that lead to her being kicked out of the Flock and hunted by the Mother Talon. The second one will be about her journey in the Hamlet, and how her companion (The Lamia) transforms into her beast form to kill some Brigands who ambushed them. When she was part of the Flock, she was a skilled tracker until she accidentally killed one of her targets meant to be sold off, resulting in her going on the run. She manages to get to the Hamlet where she is recruited by the Heir.
Her personality is complicated, to say the least. She was once a noble turned into a mercenary. So she has some semblance of high society but she is also a ruthless, callous, mercenary, who sold other women into slavery. She should come off as a complete badass and knows it, she doesn't care what anyone thinks of her, and is only out for herself. As her quote puts it, “She did not want a life of comfort. She wanted to be respected, to be powerful, to be infamous.”
Any accent will work as long as it is believable and consistent.
Her comic and backstory: https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=1089257023
(Annoyed that she is being sent on this hunt, especially since it's with companions she despises)
I am being sent by Mother on another hunt. This time we’re taking us one of those “exotic” women from the east. They’re passing through here soon and I am in charge of tracking this one. That useless cockroach Ascot is coming along. He is only dead weight to me. He will be good fodder at the very least.
(Exhausted from being on the run, pissed off that her life has come to this, and callous when she talks about how it's better for a noble family to die instead of her)
This is tiring. That psychotic harpy continues to send more and more of her kin to hunt me down. I cannot live like this, in constant peril of the next ambush. It is time that I find a place to hide. Maybe life as a mercenary for a noble family will suffice. Best that those pompous fools die instead me when the time comes, after all...
(Horrified as she recalls how the Lamia killed the brigands in the ambush)
The damned witch dropped her mirror to reveal her hideous form. A mess of tentacle, maw, and spit, screeching at her would-be assailants. Turid ran screaming just from the sight of the thing. When one of the cutthroats took a swing at the creature, it moved with impossible speed and vomited a putrid bile from its many mouths.
YEAAAAAAH ANNIE!! Darkest Dungeon is awesome!
YOU ARE SUCH A BADASS!