Gran Voyage Type:Devil Fruit
Gran Voyage Name:Gaining back the fire
Gran Voyage Location:Baltigo
Gran Voyage Description:
Stage One: The events of his Family(Village) being taken or killed due to their third eye are still fresh in his mind. His demotion also came shortly after that. As from everything that happened he became a alcoholic. Spending most of his time within bars and other undesirable places caused him to no longer focus on his duties. During one night he identity as a member of the Three eye tribe is uncovered by a group within the bar. Things lead to another and he ends up captured.
Stage Two: He is fine with his fate. He also isn't the only person there though. Multiple three eye'd tribe members are there and also a Devil Fruit user. The Devil Fruit user tries to get everyone to escape, but the only one that can help is Hannibal. Their escape during there time within their cell changes Hannibal and gives him back a new flame.
Stage Three: The escape begins from the building they are within. It is a small time slave trading ring, but with what they have now they can become big time. But, Hannibal and the Devil Fruit user plan to stop it. What happening next truly puts Hannibal on a new path.
NPCing: No
Baltigo, is not a place for a Marine that has lost his way should be. The scum that reside their, criminals & revolutionaries, corrupt anything they are able to get their hands on. Is what is told to Marines that head there, for whatever reason. More harsh and unneeded has been said about the inhabitants of that Island, especially those within the Nil District. Currently Captain Hannibal Uchis is a, emotionally, lost Marine in the heart of the Nil District. Drowning his sorrows in a run down hole in the wall of a bar. His dress suit stained in multiple areas with the spirits. He didn’t care though, not at all, and would plan to be here for the rest of the day. Just like everyday since being back on Baltigo. At this point Hannibal was at his lowest and he felt cold and alone.
“Life, it isn’t what it should be….W-we try….try so hard to do b-better. TRY TO GET FROM A BAD PLACE! But...it...it knocks you right back down into it…” His drunken outburst fell on deaf ears. The chatter and music being played in the background drowned out his voice. He sat at a table in the corner, his back to them all. He did have his Marine coat with him at this time. Unlike him it was clean. It was on the back of his chair. He did this because not a lot of people would walk up on him because of this. A natural repellent to low-life criminals. If he lose this he’d probably have been robbed or attacks for how he talks a lot.
He’d begin to slowly bang his head on the table after he spoke. Not because they didn’t listen to him, he didn’t really care. What was thirty random people to him? Why he banged his head on the table was just because he needed to. Maybe physical pain was the best way to get rid of the pain from his loses. But, he’d stop after around five minutes of this and just rest his head on the table. “I should just die…” He’d mumble to himself. He kinda had a enough with it all. It’d just be better off dead, was his thought. But, only after he finished drinking today.
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