Hector Hayes
Farren’s parents, Hector and Emi Hayes, are brilliant inventors, well-known and respected in certain circles and thought, with some justification, to be insane by the general populace. They were certainly an odd pair with broadly different beginnings.
Near sighted physically and far sighted mentally, Hector gained a reputation early in life for being too clever for his own good and far to intelligent to be kindly received by the other children in the orphanage, which was the only home he ever knew growing up. The place was over-crowded and turned out more criminals than respectable citizens, though young Hector thought it more likely that he would be turned out in a coffin, since he lost every fight so thoroughly. To avoid this unpleasant fate and the unpleasant means by which it would be brought about, he packed his few belongings, mostly scraps he had salvaged from the dump and assembled into crude machines, and ran away to the next town, assuming no one would bother looking for him. No one did, and he apprenticed himself to a blacksmith. Life in the smithy was harder than in the orphanage, but at least there was food sometimes. As soon as his apprenticeship was completed, he traveled as far away as his meager savings would take him and found a new employer, a strange dwarf, who appreciated his skill and encouraged his innovation.
As the town grew, Hector’s employer became more restless, eventually declaring that the crowds and noise were an abominable drain and he wouldn’t stay there another day. By evening he was gone and Hector, opting to stay put, was on his own with a nice little shop, almost no money, and more plans than he could ever afford to build. Watching merchant caravans come and go and the memory of his own long voyage inspired the idea of inventing a method of teleportation for public transportation. The idea grew until he could no longer put it off, as did the notion that this, of all his plans, would be the surest to gain the patronage of some local merchant looking to improve his business. But raising funds for his research proved more difficult than he had expected as proposal after proposal was turned down. He focused on other designs for a time and his reputation as an inventive genius and business disaster spread, but always, inevitably, he would return to teleportation, and he would again make his rounds, explaining to anyone who would listen, why his idea would work. Some listened for the purpose of stealing his work, but most dismissed him with less and less courtesy until one damp, dreary, glorious day when he met someone who shared his passion for invention in general and teleportation specifically. Curiously enough, she was the daughter of a man who had turned him down a few months earlier.
Hector and Emi were married shortly thereafter and purchased a small farm on the outskirts of a small town. They built a lab, well furnished with all the tools they might need, many of which they themselves had designed, and when their daughter was born, they build a vuechi to protect her from any danger. But surely no danger could ever enter that happy little home.
Near sighted physically and far sighted mentally, Hector gained a reputation early in life for being too clever for his own good and far to intelligent to be kindly received by the other children in the orphanage, which was the only home he ever knew growing up. The place was over-crowded and turned out more criminals than respectable citizens, though young Hector thought it more likely that he would be turned out in a coffin, since he lost every fight so thoroughly. To avoid this unpleasant fate and the unpleasant means by which it would be brought about, he packed his few belongings, mostly scraps he had salvaged from the dump and assembled into crude machines, and ran away to the next town, assuming no one would bother looking for him. No one did, and he apprenticed himself to a blacksmith. Life in the smithy was harder than in the orphanage, but at least there was food sometimes. As soon as his apprenticeship was completed, he traveled as far away as his meager savings would take him and found a new employer, a strange dwarf, who appreciated his skill and encouraged his innovation.
As the town grew, Hector’s employer became more restless, eventually declaring that the crowds and noise were an abominable drain and he wouldn’t stay there another day. By evening he was gone and Hector, opting to stay put, was on his own with a nice little shop, almost no money, and more plans than he could ever afford to build. Watching merchant caravans come and go and the memory of his own long voyage inspired the idea of inventing a method of teleportation for public transportation. The idea grew until he could no longer put it off, as did the notion that this, of all his plans, would be the surest to gain the patronage of some local merchant looking to improve his business. But raising funds for his research proved more difficult than he had expected as proposal after proposal was turned down. He focused on other designs for a time and his reputation as an inventive genius and business disaster spread, but always, inevitably, he would return to teleportation, and he would again make his rounds, explaining to anyone who would listen, why his idea would work. Some listened for the purpose of stealing his work, but most dismissed him with less and less courtesy until one damp, dreary, glorious day when he met someone who shared his passion for invention in general and teleportation specifically. Curiously enough, she was the daughter of a man who had turned him down a few months earlier.
Hector and Emi were married shortly thereafter and purchased a small farm on the outskirts of a small town. They built a lab, well furnished with all the tools they might need, many of which they themselves had designed, and when their daughter was born, they build a vuechi to protect her from any danger. But surely no danger could ever enter that happy little home.
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Married
Spouses
Emi Hayes
(Wife)
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Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Blue
Hair
Brown
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale
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