The Two Daggers are the most respected gang in Rain City, run by the Leold family. Of Celtic descent, they were one of the first families to arrive in Rain City after the Last War that destroyed modern civilization. The land surrounding Rain City remained fertile after the war, productive, and so hundreds of thousands of survivors over the century since the last bombs fell found their way to the abandoned city to start anew—whatever the place had been before it was no more, budding from the ashes to begin again in a darker time, scarred by a violent past.
Among those first travellers who heard whispers of Rain City’s survival were several families fleeing from war-torn Ireland, drifting aimlessly a long roads from crumbled village to crumbled village in search of a new life. With nothing but the clothes on their backs and a will to survive, the first Leolds crossed thousands of kilometers of land through dead cities and fallen nations to reach the small pearl of hope nestled deep in what was once southern Europe. Borders were no more, fields turned to ash, and the skies near constant rain, as if the very earth were trying to wash the blood away.
After weeks of grueling travel, the Leold family finally reached the rumored city and found assuaging, sad place that once could have been beautiful, but was now tired and broken. With fists and guts, those first Leolds managed to scrape a home from the ramshackled warehouses of the city’s ruined West Bank, the least desirable part of Rain City, half ruined in decay, but ideally located along the river. Recruiting the lost and orphaned into their ranks the Leolds, over time, grew to create their own boarders. With more numbers they could defend their territory against others trying to take a piece of their growing pie. It was a bloody, violent first few years, with men fighting tooth and bloody nail to keep what they’d won. A strong knife was a must to survive, a sturdy dagger did better.
Sebastian’s great-great grandfather, Killian, ‘The Brute’ Leold led the first members, binding them together as family. Together they defended their right to the home they’d made and to the streets and canals that serviced them. To survive the new world, Killian began doing what he had done best all his life: smuggling liquor. And lots of liquor. As much as he could manage over the canals. It took years to build a network of shippers; many more years simply to find anyone who still distilled the stuff. But he did, eventually, as people resettled in a new kind of normal. A few of his contacts from the old country reappeared, scattered across the continent, and began, once again, to thrive. From this Killian began his illegal smuggling ring, which kept his family fed, but not prosperous. The Two Daggers, he called the enterprise, in memory of the Celtic daggers of his heritage…a name that would forever define his children, and theirs, and theirs to come.
Nearly a century later, members of the Two Daggers can often be found on the docks surrounding the shipping canals, watching for their boats coming in with the goods to offload in the warehouses along the Slums. From their lands on the West Bank, the Two Daggers keep an eye north for Cowboys trying to break into their stores, south for the Boat Men looking to intercept a shipment, and east for the Black Roses coming to challenge them to a fight.The Daggers are a hard lot, honorable, but not to be crossed. They know how to use a blade and can throw a mean punch. Above all, they look out for one another, and won’t hesitate to kill if it means protecting their own.