![]() There, Cooper founded the Explorer’s Society. It would be Malifaux that offered new opportunities and excitements. But eventually, Earth and all its beasts became boring. The frosts of Russia, the steaming jungles of South America, the arid grasslands of Africa, and the plains of America all welcomed the hunter. In the years that followed, Cooper traveled. When he brought down his first prey and threw the corpse at his father’s feet, he realized just how much of life he had been missing. He learned from the hunters he had once looked down upon, hardening his mind and body against the wilds. Stripped of life’s comforts, left to fend for oneself in the wilderness, killing or being killed: that was true power. This retreat from high society ignited something inside him. They were more than willing to take the young Cooper’s money and teach him the ways of the world. Disowned until he could prove himself, Cooper turned to the only help he could find: his father’s huntsmen. When Justin refused to learn on his own, his father sent him away. What good were riches if you wallowed in mud like a commoner? And for what? To level a gun at an animal and pull the trigger, only to have the entire thing be over in moments? Justin fought every step of the way, desperate to return to the comforts that waited for him back home. There was only one expense he allowed: the pursuit of the hunt. ![]() ![]() He refused his son a life of fullness, claiming it a weakness. Born into the lower end of high society, Justin Cooper watched his peers revel in the best that money could buy while his father remained frugal.
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