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Player name: Inky
Contact: Aim or plurk at inkblotmeringue
Characters currently in-game: none
CHARACTER
Character Name: Gren (Grendel)
Character Age: Unstated, but the Beowulf poem dates back to about the 8th century. He’s old. Old as balls.
Canon: The Wolf Among Us
Canon Point: End of episode 5
History:
Gren’s wiki entry
Like the other Fables, Gren originally came from the Homelands—the collective name for the individual fairy tale worlds that the Fables lived until most of them were conquered by the Adversary, forcing them into the mundane, or ‘mundy’ world. He most likely left the Homelands during the Exodus, arriving in the mundy world during the 1500s. There’s no official backstory for what he did between this time and 1986, when The Wolf Among Us takes place, but it’s possible that he left Europe and traveled to America during the early colonial days, to escape the increasing European population of the 16th century. Eventually, he ended up in New York City, as many Fables did, living in a neighborhood known as Fabletown.
There are a lot of rules that Fables have to follow in order to exist in the mundy world; they are required to have a glamour spell if they can’t pass as a human, and there are restrictions on where they can live and work. Glamours are sold by sanctioned witches for a hefty fee, or they can be found on the black market illegally, albeit for much cheaper and sometimes of shoddy quality. If they can’t afford or refuse to get a glamour, Fables will be sent to the Farm, which is a large area in northern New York where they can live without being seen by mundies. Many of the talking animals, like the Three Little Pigs, are kept there, as well as giants and dragons, though the latter are kept asleep and concealed. In TWAU, the Fabletown government is headed by Ichabod Crane in the absence of King Cole, with Snow White as his director of operations.
Personality:
Once upon a time, Gren used to be a monster. And not in the figurative sense; he was Grendel, the monster from the epic poem Beowulf, and he was a nasty piece of work. He had a short temper and a long memory and no problems with terrorizing a bunch of assholes for twelve years because they were partying a little too hard and being bad neighbors.
In modern times, Gren is hardly any friendlier than he was back then, but he’s much less prone to wanton violence, if only for the sake of keeping a low profile in mundy society. His temper is still extremely short, and he tends to get pissy if anyone even starts talking to him—partly because he straight up doesn’t like being social all that much, and partly because his sense of hearing is so acute that what would be a normal noise level for the average person is hideously loud and grating to him. He’s snappish, irritable, and generally difficult to deal with on a good day, and on a bad day… well. No one likes him when he’s angry. And, unfortunately, he’s forced to live in New York City so that he can find work and make enough money to afford a glamour; it doesn’t do anything good for his disposition that he’s stuck in one of the noisiest, busiest urban areas in the US.
In order to deal with his oversensitive ears, Gren is frequently drinking, drunk, or hungover. Alcohol helps to dull his senses enough that he doesn’t feel like he’s being stabbed in the ear all the time, and also helps him forget that his life is a piece of shit and doesn’t show any signs of getting better anytime soon. Thankfully, his Fable biology means that he’s a lot more resilient than normal humans, so even if he pickles himself with liquor every evening, he’s unlikely to do serious damage to himself. At worst, he’ll just give himself a real nasty hangover that he has to deal with the next day, and he’ll be even pissier. And then probably try to dull the hangover by drinking more, which really just proves that he’s an unending fountain of poor life decisions.
Living in essentially the bottom-most rung of Fable society has also left him extremely bitter and vindictive, especially towards those in the government. Their rules and restrictions—particularly on the sale of glamours and forbidding Fables from working for mundies—have a tendency to make life difficult for himself and people like him, and he’s seen too many friends get the shaft from the government to have any faith that the higher-ups care anything about him. He’s not a brain trust, but he knows that too many people like him ‘fall through the cracks’ and wind up missing or dead or worse for it to be just coincidence; it’s indifference. He’s disgusted by the people in power and makes no attempt at hiding it, and part of what pisses him off so much is how completely arbitrary it is that some people are the haves and others are the have-nots. Coming to the mundane world was supposed to give them all a clean slate, but people don’t forget who used to be monsters—unless they manage to keep enough money from the Homelands to buy their social acceptance, like Bluebeard (a violent nobleman who murdered his wives) or were randomly picked by someone else to fill a job, like Bigby Wolf (brought from the Homelands by Snow White because he was big and bad enough to fill the role of Sheriff). It isn’t that there’s that much that’s different between himself and Bigby—two monsters with poor tempers who used to eat people—but Bigby’s the sheriff and Gren’s the guy in the bar that it’s acceptable for him to beat on. It’s not fair, and it never changes.
None of this paints a pretty picture of Gren, but he isn’t all bad; he is fiercely, even stupidly loyal and protective of his friends. He’ll go to bat for the people he cares about even if they don’t deserve it, and he doesn’t back down unless he goes down hard. He fought Bigby, arguably one of the most powerful Fables around, because he felt that Bigby was wrongfully chasing down one of his friends as a murder suspect; the altercation ended with Bigby ripping his arm off a la Beowulf, which really didn’t help Gren’s outlook on the Fabletown government. He has a tendency to put the needs of his friends above his own, out of the belief—true or not—that they’re more important than him or his own wellbeing. For all of his bad qualities, if there’s anyone you want on your side in a bad situation, it’s Gren—he’ll do literally everything he can to get you out of it all right, even if it means you have to scrape his sorry ass off of the pavement afterward.
But as much as he likes to act like he’s a big, tough monster, Gren’s not exactly a heavyweight when it comes to taking damage. He ended up crying in a corner after Bigby beat the crap out of him—which, granted, he’d gotten his arm torn off, but he was still sobbing like a baby—and he goes down to one shotgun blast in another altercation. Fables get more powerful based on how many mundies know about them, and since Gren’s story is taught in pretty much every high school everywhere, he should be fairly powerful; other powerful Fables were able to take a lot more damage than him and keep going, which seems to imply that he’s a little bit of a wimp. He’s also, unsurprisingly, a complete momma’s boy. Since his mother’s actually dead, though, this tends to manifest more as Holly, one of his closest friends, having his balls basically in her purse. And he’s also surprisingly articulate and insightful for a guy who basically swears every other word, and leaves one of the most touching cards at his friend Lily’s funeral: You were a big bright shining star in this shithole of a town, and I miss you already.
He’s a monster with a pretty okay heart.
Inventory:
One absolutely hideous 80s outfit (white v-neck shirt, jeans, maroon suit jacket, gold chains, snakeskin boots) and something that contains his glamour. Glamours are extremely vaguely defined in the Fables universe, and his is never shown, but it’s been made clear that he has one and that it’s kind of cheap, meaning that he didn’t get it from a sanctioned witch.
Abilities:
Gren looks like a mostly normal human, albeit a slightly sleazy one, because he’s under a glamour. A glamour is a spell that hides a Fable’s monstrous form with a human one, but it’s more than just a simple illusion; damage done to a Fable’s true form is reflected in the glamour, as seen when Gren loses his arm and also doesn’t have that arm when human, and they interact with the environment as though that body is their own, and it’s pretty much indistinguishable from a normal body. Cheap glamours have a tendency to fail, however, and reveal little bits and pieces of the monster underneath. In Gren’s case, his right eye tends to show up as milky white, like his real eyes, rather than the green eyes of his glamour. Glamours can be dropped or activated at will.
While glamoured, Gren is much like a normal human, but significantly stronger. He’s more durable, as well, due to the fact that he’s actually a Fable, and can take a lot of abuse even if he doesn’t take it well. In his true form, he’s a giant white monster who can lay some serious smackdown on one of the most powerful Fables in existence. He’s surprisingly quick on his feet for something as massive as he is, and he’s got all the strength that you would expect. According to his legend, he his skin is too tough to be pierced or cut by bladed weapons. He also has webbed toes and fingers, a fin on his head, and a face that looks more than passingly similar to an anglerfish—clearly he’s quite a looker—indicating that he’s originally at least partly aquatic. This fits in with his original story, where his mother lived at the bottom of a lake and he hung around in a swamp. He would likely be just as maneuverable or even more so in water than he is on land, and, since he doesn’t seem to have gills, can probably hold his breath for an extremely long time.
Flaws:
Gren is literally a monster, even if he tries not to be.
In the past, he’s been terrible, killing and terrorizing Hrothgar’s mead hall for twelve years before Beowulf stopped him. He’s eaten people without even feeling kind of bad about it. Even though he doesn’t do that sort of thing anymore, he’s one big ball of bitterness and resentment, all wrapped up in a big monstrous body that he’s forced to conceal if he doesn’t want to get shipped off. He’s constantly about a drink and one shitty comment away from starting a fight. Gren is a mighty river of poor life decisions constantly flowing towards the ocean of deep regret.
SAMPLES
Action Log Sample:
Link from the TDM
Player name: Inky
Contact: Aim or plurk at inkblotmeringue
Characters currently in-game: none
CHARACTER
Character Name: Gren (Grendel)
Character Age: Unstated, but the Beowulf poem dates back to about the 8th century. He’s old. Old as balls.
Canon: The Wolf Among Us
Canon Point: End of episode 5
History:
Gren’s wiki entry
Like the other Fables, Gren originally came from the Homelands—the collective name for the individual fairy tale worlds that the Fables lived until most of them were conquered by the Adversary, forcing them into the mundane, or ‘mundy’ world. He most likely left the Homelands during the Exodus, arriving in the mundy world during the 1500s. There’s no official backstory for what he did between this time and 1986, when The Wolf Among Us takes place, but it’s possible that he left Europe and traveled to America during the early colonial days, to escape the increasing European population of the 16th century. Eventually, he ended up in New York City, as many Fables did, living in a neighborhood known as Fabletown.
There are a lot of rules that Fables have to follow in order to exist in the mundy world; they are required to have a glamour spell if they can’t pass as a human, and there are restrictions on where they can live and work. Glamours are sold by sanctioned witches for a hefty fee, or they can be found on the black market illegally, albeit for much cheaper and sometimes of shoddy quality. If they can’t afford or refuse to get a glamour, Fables will be sent to the Farm, which is a large area in northern New York where they can live without being seen by mundies. Many of the talking animals, like the Three Little Pigs, are kept there, as well as giants and dragons, though the latter are kept asleep and concealed. In TWAU, the Fabletown government is headed by Ichabod Crane in the absence of King Cole, with Snow White as his director of operations.
Personality:
Once upon a time, Gren used to be a monster. And not in the figurative sense; he was Grendel, the monster from the epic poem Beowulf, and he was a nasty piece of work. He had a short temper and a long memory and no problems with terrorizing a bunch of assholes for twelve years because they were partying a little too hard and being bad neighbors.
In modern times, Gren is hardly any friendlier than he was back then, but he’s much less prone to wanton violence, if only for the sake of keeping a low profile in mundy society. His temper is still extremely short, and he tends to get pissy if anyone even starts talking to him—partly because he straight up doesn’t like being social all that much, and partly because his sense of hearing is so acute that what would be a normal noise level for the average person is hideously loud and grating to him. He’s snappish, irritable, and generally difficult to deal with on a good day, and on a bad day… well. No one likes him when he’s angry. And, unfortunately, he’s forced to live in New York City so that he can find work and make enough money to afford a glamour; it doesn’t do anything good for his disposition that he’s stuck in one of the noisiest, busiest urban areas in the US.
In order to deal with his oversensitive ears, Gren is frequently drinking, drunk, or hungover. Alcohol helps to dull his senses enough that he doesn’t feel like he’s being stabbed in the ear all the time, and also helps him forget that his life is a piece of shit and doesn’t show any signs of getting better anytime soon. Thankfully, his Fable biology means that he’s a lot more resilient than normal humans, so even if he pickles himself with liquor every evening, he’s unlikely to do serious damage to himself. At worst, he’ll just give himself a real nasty hangover that he has to deal with the next day, and he’ll be even pissier. And then probably try to dull the hangover by drinking more, which really just proves that he’s an unending fountain of poor life decisions.
Living in essentially the bottom-most rung of Fable society has also left him extremely bitter and vindictive, especially towards those in the government. Their rules and restrictions—particularly on the sale of glamours and forbidding Fables from working for mundies—have a tendency to make life difficult for himself and people like him, and he’s seen too many friends get the shaft from the government to have any faith that the higher-ups care anything about him. He’s not a brain trust, but he knows that too many people like him ‘fall through the cracks’ and wind up missing or dead or worse for it to be just coincidence; it’s indifference. He’s disgusted by the people in power and makes no attempt at hiding it, and part of what pisses him off so much is how completely arbitrary it is that some people are the haves and others are the have-nots. Coming to the mundane world was supposed to give them all a clean slate, but people don’t forget who used to be monsters—unless they manage to keep enough money from the Homelands to buy their social acceptance, like Bluebeard (a violent nobleman who murdered his wives) or were randomly picked by someone else to fill a job, like Bigby Wolf (brought from the Homelands by Snow White because he was big and bad enough to fill the role of Sheriff). It isn’t that there’s that much that’s different between himself and Bigby—two monsters with poor tempers who used to eat people—but Bigby’s the sheriff and Gren’s the guy in the bar that it’s acceptable for him to beat on. It’s not fair, and it never changes.
None of this paints a pretty picture of Gren, but he isn’t all bad; he is fiercely, even stupidly loyal and protective of his friends. He’ll go to bat for the people he cares about even if they don’t deserve it, and he doesn’t back down unless he goes down hard. He fought Bigby, arguably one of the most powerful Fables around, because he felt that Bigby was wrongfully chasing down one of his friends as a murder suspect; the altercation ended with Bigby ripping his arm off a la Beowulf, which really didn’t help Gren’s outlook on the Fabletown government. He has a tendency to put the needs of his friends above his own, out of the belief—true or not—that they’re more important than him or his own wellbeing. For all of his bad qualities, if there’s anyone you want on your side in a bad situation, it’s Gren—he’ll do literally everything he can to get you out of it all right, even if it means you have to scrape his sorry ass off of the pavement afterward.
But as much as he likes to act like he’s a big, tough monster, Gren’s not exactly a heavyweight when it comes to taking damage. He ended up crying in a corner after Bigby beat the crap out of him—which, granted, he’d gotten his arm torn off, but he was still sobbing like a baby—and he goes down to one shotgun blast in another altercation. Fables get more powerful based on how many mundies know about them, and since Gren’s story is taught in pretty much every high school everywhere, he should be fairly powerful; other powerful Fables were able to take a lot more damage than him and keep going, which seems to imply that he’s a little bit of a wimp. He’s also, unsurprisingly, a complete momma’s boy. Since his mother’s actually dead, though, this tends to manifest more as Holly, one of his closest friends, having his balls basically in her purse. And he’s also surprisingly articulate and insightful for a guy who basically swears every other word, and leaves one of the most touching cards at his friend Lily’s funeral: You were a big bright shining star in this shithole of a town, and I miss you already.
He’s a monster with a pretty okay heart.
Inventory:
One absolutely hideous 80s outfit (white v-neck shirt, jeans, maroon suit jacket, gold chains, snakeskin boots) and something that contains his glamour. Glamours are extremely vaguely defined in the Fables universe, and his is never shown, but it’s been made clear that he has one and that it’s kind of cheap, meaning that he didn’t get it from a sanctioned witch.
Abilities:
Gren looks like a mostly normal human, albeit a slightly sleazy one, because he’s under a glamour. A glamour is a spell that hides a Fable’s monstrous form with a human one, but it’s more than just a simple illusion; damage done to a Fable’s true form is reflected in the glamour, as seen when Gren loses his arm and also doesn’t have that arm when human, and they interact with the environment as though that body is their own, and it’s pretty much indistinguishable from a normal body. Cheap glamours have a tendency to fail, however, and reveal little bits and pieces of the monster underneath. In Gren’s case, his right eye tends to show up as milky white, like his real eyes, rather than the green eyes of his glamour. Glamours can be dropped or activated at will.
While glamoured, Gren is much like a normal human, but significantly stronger. He’s more durable, as well, due to the fact that he’s actually a Fable, and can take a lot of abuse even if he doesn’t take it well. In his true form, he’s a giant white monster who can lay some serious smackdown on one of the most powerful Fables in existence. He’s surprisingly quick on his feet for something as massive as he is, and he’s got all the strength that you would expect. According to his legend, he his skin is too tough to be pierced or cut by bladed weapons. He also has webbed toes and fingers, a fin on his head, and a face that looks more than passingly similar to an anglerfish—clearly he’s quite a looker—indicating that he’s originally at least partly aquatic. This fits in with his original story, where his mother lived at the bottom of a lake and he hung around in a swamp. He would likely be just as maneuverable or even more so in water than he is on land, and, since he doesn’t seem to have gills, can probably hold his breath for an extremely long time.
Flaws:
Gren is literally a monster, even if he tries not to be.
In the past, he’s been terrible, killing and terrorizing Hrothgar’s mead hall for twelve years before Beowulf stopped him. He’s eaten people without even feeling kind of bad about it. Even though he doesn’t do that sort of thing anymore, he’s one big ball of bitterness and resentment, all wrapped up in a big monstrous body that he’s forced to conceal if he doesn’t want to get shipped off. He’s constantly about a drink and one shitty comment away from starting a fight. Gren is a mighty river of poor life decisions constantly flowing towards the ocean of deep regret.
SAMPLES
Action Log Sample:
Link from the TDM
