![]() Family: Halcyon Tudor Nicu-Finn - Son Allie Jamie Finn - Sister Ion Cezar Nicu-Finn - Ex-Husband Aidan Malachy Finn-Beaufort - Cousin Keegan Seamus Finn - Cousin Pagan Byron - Distant Adopted Cousin ![]() ![]() ![]() |
![]() It was never known what really happened in the years before Lucas was born. Farmer’s wages were never good, it was only as good as the livestock and even with his mother going back home to try and help more with the blacksmith business, they struggled. His father turned to drinking and his mother decided to join him. Only stopping when she fell pregnant firstly with Lucas. His parents never hid their problems from him growing up. He was always around drinking and the troubles of the farm. Even when his mother fell pregnant again, it just carried on as usual. Lucas grew up mostly on the farm, helping with the animals and caring for them when his parents were too drunk to do it. But then it only started to catch up with him in his teen years. Slowly, he started to realise as well the trouble of the farm, how little money they had to live on. Things were getting harder when their extended family came to live with them, struggling as well. It was not surprising a few years into being a teenager, Lucas lost his need to care and started to drinking with his family. It was better than remembering you were poor and starving. Lucas quickly saw why his parents drank. It was great. You lost all care in the world, found anything funny and things seemed great in that moment. But over time when he used to travel into town with his siblings drunk, he only managed to round up gambling debts, most often got caught stealing and trying to fuck anyone that came near him. Even though it was also becoming apparent that Lucas had no attraction to girls. He realised it one night when he drunkenly seduced his way into the town mayor’s wife bed and couldn’t even get turned on, at least not till the mayor did come back and catch him. He still retains it was one of his best nights ever and still isn’t sure how he managed to get through the night without losing his head. It was not surprising that Lucas’ life changed when he was too drunk to know what he was doing. Gambling debts, more acts of stealing and trying to fuck men’s wives even though it was clear that he was gay, he caught the eye of a pirate captain that became fond of him. Convincing Lucas to help steal a few barrels of rum and whiskey for his ship, he also lured Lucas into joining the ship’s crew. Lucas didn’t have any hesitation, mostly passed out drunk by time he was brought onto the ship. Though it became clear something within him didn’t agree with the sea. He knew the wolf inside him didn’t enjoy it. Any time a storm came or the sea was just a bit rougher than usual, he was hanging over the edge throwing up for dear life. Lucas fell in love with the ocean but the life style of a pirate didn’t suit him and he was far too aware of that. He couldn’t live on a ship as a werewolf, he couldn’t live so confined and on scraps. Though at least he could still get drunk. His only problem was his relationship with the captain. Lucas easily turned his crew mates from him when he and the captain started to sleep together. Becoming practically loves and Lucas became favoured. Not earning his place other than for being able to give the captain a good night in bed. Lucas made the choice when they reached the pirate cities of the Caribbean to stay behind and find himself a new life somehow. However it was probably more of the booze that caused him to stay. It’s safe to say that if it wasn’t for being a werewolf, he would have died years ago from alcohol abuse. Spending the reminder of his days drunk, stumbling through life, through the changing years. All he knows now if that he wouldn’t mind the idea of heading back to Ireland and to see how his family is doing. If they’re still there. |