Name:Seth Zepreem
Gender:Trans-Man
Age: 34
Birthday: 9/12
Sexuality: Bisexual
Special Characteristics:Seth has two scars under his pecs from top surgery, he had the option to not have the scars but wanted to keep them. He has the ability to create what he calls his “wings of fire” These are feathered wings that he can sprout from his back in 5-10 seconds. They allow him to fly. He has a Black Metal Spine connected to his body on the outside, this was due to an accident when his wings of fire first sprouted and he fell, not knowing how to fly. The Black Spine also helps him control his wings better as it is infuse with Basalt, a good heat conductor. Allowing Him to better channel his power to his wings. He is naturally pale, and despite always being in the sun, cannot seem to tan.
Personality:Seth grew up alone. He never had parental figures in his life as he had been abandoned as an infant to a group home for troubled children. Growing up there, as a girl, he learned how to steal, lie, beat kids up, defend himself, sneak around, and be a good criminal in general. Many of his “friends” were young children who had been dealt the short hand of life. Because of this he became a very troublesome child. As his hair grew longer he couldn’t stand it getting in the way as he defended himself from many of the older kids, and decided to cut it off, keeping his hair short at all times. Seth found himself in lots of trouble. If not caused by himself, he was blamed for the majority of the problems within the children in the home.
When he reached the age of 9 strange things started to happen around the home, like curtains lighting on fire while he was near, burnt footprints appearing on the floors where he walked, and rooms being filled with uncontrollable smoke when he got angry. Because of this the group home ward threw him out at the age of 10. Deeming him “troublesome and strange.”
For months Seth lived on the streets trying to find a job at any ripe moment, but no one wanted a young girl to work for them. So he became a boy. Binding his developing chest, keeping his hair short, and training his voice to sound some young boy. Doing this he found work with a blacksmith by the name of Ingis Heatwalker, who was growing old and had no heirs for his smith. This is where his love and talent with fire really began to develop. Being an independent individual, Seth learned quickly how to build the fire and create the perfect flame for each individual tasks. Quickly finding out that his hands were immune to the heat and being burnt, the blacksmith promoted his skills and he soon became well known for high quality work. Because of this, neighboring blacksmiths began losing profit, causing prices to rise and soon Seth became the envy of the whole trade. Yet he could not be seen as a girl, so when Ingis found out he and Seth agreed to remove Seths breasts, only the nurse in the town knew about this procedure.
At the age of 18, having been in the apprenticeship of Ingis for 8 years, many were jealous and on a hike to collect a certain material on the top of a rough cliff, Seth was met with a very angry boy, whom he knew nothing about. This boy looked to be about his age, and in his rage he pushed Seth off a high cliff.
Afraid for his life, something happened to Seth that he would forever remember. His core burned hot as the sun and a blinding light covered his body for 5 seconds before disappearing, and behind him were wings made of pure feathered fire, Unsure how to use them, the new control over something on his body cause more confusion then help and he was only able to right himself mere seconds before he hit the ground, Gliding right into the rocky ground he felt unbearable pain in his back as he collapsed on the ground. His breathing harsh and uneven he laid there for hours. His wings of fire dissipated, leaving only dusts of ash behind. He didn’t know how long it was before he heard the shouting and the loud bellow of his masters voice. In a daze many people lifted him on a stretcher. Unable to move anything below his neck his voice only made whimpering sounds as his eyes darted from face to face. They soon had him in the towns hospital wing, a small corridor attatched to the tavern, Ingis sat with him the whole time while the towns nurse treated the wounds on Seths body. Wounds he couldn’t feel. Eventully he gained the ability to speak but only that. Deciding that they could do nothing more, then transported Seth safely into the place he called home.
Devastated that his heir, and whom he thought of as his son, was paralyzed and no longer able to carry on his legacy, Ingis was filled with furious rage. Weeks on end passed where Seth didn’t see Ingis, he could only hear the aggressive clangs on metal from down below where the blacksmith was. The only person he saw in those weeks was the young nurse, who came to feed him and take care of his necessities. Every time he tried to ask her what Ingis was doing she would shake her head and either fall silent or change the subject.
A month passed like this when finally, in the middle of the night, Seth woke to a large body stumbling into his room.
“It is done.” Was all he heard Ingis say before he dropped to the floor, unmoving.
Seth laid there screaming for help but it wasn’t until the nurse came in the morning that someone came. She rushed to Ingis and checked his pulse. Looking up at Seth she shook her head silently. He cried. He cried for hours. The nurse cradling his head, some men from the village came into the room to move Ingis’s body, and in the process something clanked to the hardwood floor. Picking it up the man showed it to Seth, asking what it was. Clearing his tears Seth looked at the dark grey long object in the mans hands, red gemstones infused in each link each glowing with an unearthly hue, black veins stretching along each piece. “Its a Black Spine.” A black spine, something only two blacksmiths had ever successfully made in all of recorded history. Details of which were rare to find at all. The Black Spine acted just like a normal spine would. But it provided power to the wearers body allowing for the bearer to achieve impossible things that a normal human would not be able to. But on one condition, the creator themselves had to pour their souls into the spine, therefore, ending their own lives.
Seth, touched and angry that his Mentor, the man he wanted to call father one day, did such a thing, he refused to let them attach it to him. It sat at the foot of his bed for days while he grieved, before finally, when the nurse came to check on him he told her “put it on me” His purple eyes were stone cold. He seemed to lost any sense of empathy or sympathy with life.
The nurse did as said, turning him around and laying him on his stomach she lined the spine up with his back.
Pain, Pain was what he knew then, yet he did not cry out like he did when his spine broke the first time. He gritted his teeth as the Black Spine came alive, digging deep into his skin and a piece wrapping around his neck as it infused itself with his body. When the pain passed, he could feel his fingers. After being paralized for roughly two months, Seth sprang to his feet so quickly the nurse fell over. Running Seth took off for the woods. And no one saw him in that town ever again.
Seth roamed the lands for many years. Learning about his powers and becoming a fierce warrior in battle, unwavering and uncallest strength many didn’t have in battle. unlike the fire within him, he was cold and unfriendly to most, often sticking to himself and making observations of his surroundings. It was very rare for him to grow close to anyone. Because of this, he often hated being under the leadership of many. Though his strange coldness often instilled fear in people so his leadership was often sought after. He often refused to lead groups preferring to be on his own. But who knows maybe, if he finds the right people he might take up the mantle as a member in a group much like him.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Motivations:
Fears:
General Appearance
Height: 6’11’’ or 210 cm
Weight:200 lb or 90.7 kg
Hair Color:Leather Red with orange tips that if he gets angry turn to small wisps of flame]
Eye Color:Soft Lavender Purple
Skin Tone: Pale White
Appearance:Seth has a short choppy haircut because he often only uses a dagger to cut it. His hair naturally is a Leather red color with orange tips that sometimes, if he’s angry, turn into wisps of fire. He has a very strong cheekbone and tear drop face. His soft lavender eyes are often cold and observant. His pale white skin is flawless from his neck up, but on his body he has several small scars from years of surviving. Two major scars sit under his pecs from the breast removal he had. A large Black spine, infused with basalt veins, digs into his back and attaches to his spine. This Black Spine has red gems with a slight glow to them. This Black Spine moves up his spine and splits and wraps around his neck almost like a collar, then goes all the way down his tailbone to merge into his skin. For his main casual outfit He often wears a light blue-grey tailed shirt with no undershirt, as well as black jeans and a belt. He wears black gloves and black boots that go all the way up to just under his kneecaps. All of these pieces of clothing are designed to be fire proof as well as having custom add ons that allow him to clip his pieces of armor on quickly and efficiently. His main choices of weapons is a large black scimitar with pure gold accents, and a black ring blade much similar to the scimitar. When he has summoned his Wings of Fire, they stretch to be the about 12 feet from tip to tip, each feather from afar looks to be a normal feather but as you get up close each one is made from wisps of flame. If you watch the wings you can make out shifting shapes and figures within them.
Guild:The Abyssal Fleet
Tattoo:left inside of forearm
Tattoo Color:red
Faction:n/a (for now)
Faction Chapter:n/a (for now)
Gender:Trans-Man
Age: 34
Birthday: 9/12
Sexuality: Bisexual
Special Characteristics:Seth has two scars under his pecs from top surgery, he had the option to not have the scars but wanted to keep them. He has the ability to create what he calls his “wings of fire” These are feathered wings that he can sprout from his back in 5-10 seconds. They allow him to fly. He has a Black Metal Spine connected to his body on the outside, this was due to an accident when his wings of fire first sprouted and he fell, not knowing how to fly. The Black Spine also helps him control his wings better as it is infuse with Basalt, a good heat conductor. Allowing Him to better channel his power to his wings. He is naturally pale, and despite always being in the sun, cannot seem to tan.
Personality:Seth grew up alone. He never had parental figures in his life as he had been abandoned as an infant to a group home for troubled children. Growing up there, as a girl, he learned how to steal, lie, beat kids up, defend himself, sneak around, and be a good criminal in general. Many of his “friends” were young children who had been dealt the short hand of life. Because of this he became a very troublesome child. As his hair grew longer he couldn’t stand it getting in the way as he defended himself from many of the older kids, and decided to cut it off, keeping his hair short at all times. Seth found himself in lots of trouble. If not caused by himself, he was blamed for the majority of the problems within the children in the home.
When he reached the age of 9 strange things started to happen around the home, like curtains lighting on fire while he was near, burnt footprints appearing on the floors where he walked, and rooms being filled with uncontrollable smoke when he got angry. Because of this the group home ward threw him out at the age of 10. Deeming him “troublesome and strange.”
For months Seth lived on the streets trying to find a job at any ripe moment, but no one wanted a young girl to work for them. So he became a boy. Binding his developing chest, keeping his hair short, and training his voice to sound some young boy. Doing this he found work with a blacksmith by the name of Ingis Heatwalker, who was growing old and had no heirs for his smith. This is where his love and talent with fire really began to develop. Being an independent individual, Seth learned quickly how to build the fire and create the perfect flame for each individual tasks. Quickly finding out that his hands were immune to the heat and being burnt, the blacksmith promoted his skills and he soon became well known for high quality work. Because of this, neighboring blacksmiths began losing profit, causing prices to rise and soon Seth became the envy of the whole trade. Yet he could not be seen as a girl, so when Ingis found out he and Seth agreed to remove Seths breasts, only the nurse in the town knew about this procedure.
At the age of 18, having been in the apprenticeship of Ingis for 8 years, many were jealous and on a hike to collect a certain material on the top of a rough cliff, Seth was met with a very angry boy, whom he knew nothing about. This boy looked to be about his age, and in his rage he pushed Seth off a high cliff.
Afraid for his life, something happened to Seth that he would forever remember. His core burned hot as the sun and a blinding light covered his body for 5 seconds before disappearing, and behind him were wings made of pure feathered fire, Unsure how to use them, the new control over something on his body cause more confusion then help and he was only able to right himself mere seconds before he hit the ground, Gliding right into the rocky ground he felt unbearable pain in his back as he collapsed on the ground. His breathing harsh and uneven he laid there for hours. His wings of fire dissipated, leaving only dusts of ash behind. He didn’t know how long it was before he heard the shouting and the loud bellow of his masters voice. In a daze many people lifted him on a stretcher. Unable to move anything below his neck his voice only made whimpering sounds as his eyes darted from face to face. They soon had him in the towns hospital wing, a small corridor attatched to the tavern, Ingis sat with him the whole time while the towns nurse treated the wounds on Seths body. Wounds he couldn’t feel. Eventully he gained the ability to speak but only that. Deciding that they could do nothing more, then transported Seth safely into the place he called home.
Devastated that his heir, and whom he thought of as his son, was paralyzed and no longer able to carry on his legacy, Ingis was filled with furious rage. Weeks on end passed where Seth didn’t see Ingis, he could only hear the aggressive clangs on metal from down below where the blacksmith was. The only person he saw in those weeks was the young nurse, who came to feed him and take care of his necessities. Every time he tried to ask her what Ingis was doing she would shake her head and either fall silent or change the subject.
A month passed like this when finally, in the middle of the night, Seth woke to a large body stumbling into his room.
“It is done.” Was all he heard Ingis say before he dropped to the floor, unmoving.
Seth laid there screaming for help but it wasn’t until the nurse came in the morning that someone came. She rushed to Ingis and checked his pulse. Looking up at Seth she shook her head silently. He cried. He cried for hours. The nurse cradling his head, some men from the village came into the room to move Ingis’s body, and in the process something clanked to the hardwood floor. Picking it up the man showed it to Seth, asking what it was. Clearing his tears Seth looked at the dark grey long object in the mans hands, red gemstones infused in each link each glowing with an unearthly hue, black veins stretching along each piece. “Its a Black Spine.” A black spine, something only two blacksmiths had ever successfully made in all of recorded history. Details of which were rare to find at all. The Black Spine acted just like a normal spine would. But it provided power to the wearers body allowing for the bearer to achieve impossible things that a normal human would not be able to. But on one condition, the creator themselves had to pour their souls into the spine, therefore, ending their own lives.
Seth, touched and angry that his Mentor, the man he wanted to call father one day, did such a thing, he refused to let them attach it to him. It sat at the foot of his bed for days while he grieved, before finally, when the nurse came to check on him he told her “put it on me” His purple eyes were stone cold. He seemed to lost any sense of empathy or sympathy with life.
The nurse did as said, turning him around and laying him on his stomach she lined the spine up with his back.
Pain, Pain was what he knew then, yet he did not cry out like he did when his spine broke the first time. He gritted his teeth as the Black Spine came alive, digging deep into his skin and a piece wrapping around his neck as it infused itself with his body. When the pain passed, he could feel his fingers. After being paralized for roughly two months, Seth sprang to his feet so quickly the nurse fell over. Running Seth took off for the woods. And no one saw him in that town ever again.
Seth roamed the lands for many years. Learning about his powers and becoming a fierce warrior in battle, unwavering and uncallest strength many didn’t have in battle. unlike the fire within him, he was cold and unfriendly to most, often sticking to himself and making observations of his surroundings. It was very rare for him to grow close to anyone. Because of this, he often hated being under the leadership of many. Though his strange coldness often instilled fear in people so his leadership was often sought after. He often refused to lead groups preferring to be on his own. But who knows maybe, if he finds the right people he might take up the mantle as a member in a group much like him.
Likes:
- Fire. | This is an obvious given due to his past and his powers, but Seth finds a beauty and coldness that lies in the flicker of a flame, he enjoys lighting things on fire to watch them burn.
- Intimidation | he thinks its tons of fun to intimidate people.
- Darkness | He likes dark spaces, maybe because he likes to intimidate people when they come to talk to him by lighting his hand on fire suddenly while in the dark. Or maybe its because its where he feels most calm.
- The erie quiet of flying above the clouds at sunset. | this is a thing seth often does to calm himself or to think. Its where the darkness of the night and the fiery light of day meet.
Dislikes:
- Water | While he is powerful enough to sustain a flame underwater, it still makes him slightly uncomfortable to be around or in. That is why he prefers to rome the air or the forests
- Things he can’t burn | He is very much an arsonist so when he cant burn something he wants to burn, he gets irritated and angrier.
- Loud unruly people | He thinks their noise is obnoxious and uncalled for. They also irritate him so much.
- Overly confident leaders | People who think they are above him also make him irritated. Even when he does the same exact thing to other people on many occasions. (think he’s above them)
Motivations:
- Anger | Seth is constantly angry about the pain he’s been given. Through the years of trauma and grief. He just wants to live peacefully in his darkness. The only light being his own. He blames people for his distraught and will try to cause calm havoc wherever he walks. (unless you’re allied)
- Pain | this one often goes hand in hand with his anger. As he is motivated by his personal pain to cause pain to others.
- Guilt | Seth often feels guilty that, Ingis, his Mentor, his father, and his best friend, gave his life so Seth could walk and live normally again.
Fears:
- Death | Seth, despite how strong he seems, fears death just like most mortal beings. But especially now as he is afraid he wont be able to accomplish his goals and live to clear the guilt he felt.
- Love | Seth is increasingly afraid of getting close to anyone. Because everyone he had ever loved in his life, died because of him.
- Failure | He’s afraid he will fail whatever destiny was made out for him.
General Appearance
Height: 6’11’’ or 210 cm
Weight:200 lb or 90.7 kg
Hair Color:Leather Red with orange tips that if he gets angry turn to small wisps of flame]
Eye Color:Soft Lavender Purple
Skin Tone: Pale White
Appearance:Seth has a short choppy haircut because he often only uses a dagger to cut it. His hair naturally is a Leather red color with orange tips that sometimes, if he’s angry, turn into wisps of fire. He has a very strong cheekbone and tear drop face. His soft lavender eyes are often cold and observant. His pale white skin is flawless from his neck up, but on his body he has several small scars from years of surviving. Two major scars sit under his pecs from the breast removal he had. A large Black spine, infused with basalt veins, digs into his back and attaches to his spine. This Black Spine has red gems with a slight glow to them. This Black Spine moves up his spine and splits and wraps around his neck almost like a collar, then goes all the way down his tailbone to merge into his skin. For his main casual outfit He often wears a light blue-grey tailed shirt with no undershirt, as well as black jeans and a belt. He wears black gloves and black boots that go all the way up to just under his kneecaps. All of these pieces of clothing are designed to be fire proof as well as having custom add ons that allow him to clip his pieces of armor on quickly and efficiently. His main choices of weapons is a large black scimitar with pure gold accents, and a black ring blade much similar to the scimitar. When he has summoned his Wings of Fire, they stretch to be the about 12 feet from tip to tip, each feather from afar looks to be a normal feather but as you get up close each one is made from wisps of flame. If you watch the wings you can make out shifting shapes and figures within them.
Guild:The Abyssal Fleet
Tattoo:left inside of forearm
Tattoo Color:red
Faction:n/a (for now)
Faction Chapter:n/a (for now)