Malcolm Green

PRE ABDUCTION LIFE

Malcolm Green came from a large family of "trouble makers". They were not trailer trash nor gangsters per se, but they did have the fingers in many illicit pies. Green was the second of three sons and he grew up in his elder brothers shadow. Not particularly bright he fell into the "troublesome" outsider trope through school because he refused to fit into any group or clique, and as he was not (yet) athletically gifted, he could not become a jock. In his later teens an uncle discovered the troubled youth had a knack for masonry and managed to obtain an apprenticeship. Ultimately, the apprenticeship paved the way for his abduction, but at the time it was his hope for a brighter future.

His one success in life, apart from the apprenticeship, was his high school sweetheart, Joanne. Their romance blossomed once they had graduated. Despite her parents wishes, they were married. With his apprenticeship complete, a wife and a child on the way, life looked like it was going someplace sweet for the simple, brooding, craftsman.

ABDUCTION AND DURANCE

Malcolm Green's abduction was swift. He received a commission from an out-of-town company for some celebratory stone work - the task was a test of sorts and he passed. He was invited to meet the buyer with the promise of more work... and when he did, the Goblin Marketeer revealed their true nature. Malcolm Green was enslaved and sold to the True Fae known as the Dweller in Stone.

Green spent his Durance - an eon - warped and stretched as the living skin of the Dweller's house. Twisted by tectonic and elemental forces, he was reformed as an entire mountain range with his face pointing to the Sea that Wept, continually scarred by the Laughing Hurricane. His body became as granite, forming the bones of the mountains that bore his name. Dwarves followed his veins of gold, silver and gems. He shook in entrapped rage and the tremors levelled entire cities. Eventually a race of mountain-men built a temple on his brow because they saw the face of a god -his face- in the rock. They prayed to him directly, and not his Fae overlord, and for the first time in an eternity, he heard a name that he owned. Roused at last, he broke free of his prison, his gigantic rocky body and sought passage back home.

THE RETURN HOME?

His passage back through the Hedge was easier than he had hoped; for some reason, the Hobs seemed to view him as an Avatar of the mountain god, child of the Dweller in Stone. The closer he got to the mortal realm, the wild and garbled this legendary became. By the time he escaped the hedge, he had found a party of dwarves who claimed to that he was the Dweller in Stone. It was a disturbing thought. In his more cerebral moments (it doesn't happen a lot) Green wonders if the Dweller in Stone has somehow perished.

In any case he returned home, where the true horror began. First, he quickly found he was no longer the man he had been: his durance had seen him stretched into a stocky, powerful and clumsy giant. Second, he discovered that he had been gone well over ten years; in that time his son had grew up and his marriage had failed - because of him! His wife was now in a blossoming romance with a younger man whom his son respected.

He had turned out to be a dissolute man-child unable to hold any responsibilities. Driven out by both his own family, and his wife's (something to do with a prank, drugs, and sending down his elder brother), this other him - this fetch had headed west. His rage burned hot but then died. He could not right those wrongs - none of his kin, let alone his son, recognised him. He had endured and survived, but it was all for nothing because he had no home to go to.

He roamed, angry and disconsolate. When his rage dimmed to a nihilistic red hot vein of molten metal, he had his first encounter with other Changelings. His despair, sorrow, and hopelessness saw him admission to the Winter Court (his mantle helped, a relic of the cold airs that circulated about his gargantuan mountain body). With the Court's help, he gained a semblance of a reason to live - his life was gone, but he could make his fetch pay. With a temporary job assisting bounty hunters, he was able to track (albeit slowly) his fetch - first to Vegas (where the fetch got in with the wrong people and bad debts) and later in California (where the fetch has wound up in the Sacramento area). Green followed in his fetch's footsteps and settled in Sacramento. His first act on making contact with other Lost was to join the Freehold.

SERVICE TO THE FREEHOLD

The Freehold of Sacramento had a profound effect on Green. For the first time he found some semblance of peace among his own kind: the moody loner became a gruff, private, member of the Freehold. At last he had something other than vengeance to occupy his time as he turned his attentions to watching the Freehold for trouble; he found it in a supposedly haunted house and in moving on a troublesome weaver of dreams who left chaos and confusion in their wake.

His constant vigilance have seen him rise in his Court but he missed out on a seat at the newly formed Council that oversees the Freehold.

Recently, he formed a Pledged Motley with Nathan Griffin and Milo Chernobog.

A HIDDEN LIFE, CONNECTED

Green might live a simple, quiet life, but it doesn't mean he isn't without friends...

• Allies ● (Clubs)
  : He's an avid drinker...
• Allies ● (Emergency Services)
  : He knows a few people. Where they drink and who to talk to...
• Allies ● (Medical)
  : He can get a few handy man jobs when he's not building things...
• Allies ●● (Public Works)
  : He works in construction and knows people... who know where the secret places are hidden
• Allies ●●● (Unions)
  : Green is a Unionist. He probably thinks the bosses ARE the Fae in disguise