Saeven

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SAEVEN

General

Alias/Nicknames: The Seer, Fortune Teller
Race: Gaiyan
Sub-species: Elf
Gender / Sexuality: Male | Demisexual
Age: 102 years old
Alignment: Adventurer's Guild
Faction: None

Persona

Personality:
Possibly the most chill person in the room at any given time, Saeven tends to be the type that goes with the flow in most if not all situations. He isn’t one to fret, usually citing that things happen for a reason and there’s not much you can do about it. His motivation to do things is usually cero and can be found taking naps or lounging about on the regular. This lazy attitude is usually superimposed by his rather extensive use of substances. Saeven enjoys the odd stimulant here and there but mostly can be found smoking some unknown herb on his pipe, which leads full circle into his laziness. He’s just coming off something most days, honestly – and is usually a much happier elf when on them than off.

He’s not a violent individual by any means nor one to place himself above others. In fact, he’d probably relatively distraught or saddened if anyone thought him above others. Saeven tends to feel strongly. Words usually leave an impact on him as does strong emotions from others. This leads him to empathize with the unlikeliest of individuals and sometimes even come to question his own beliefs. It could be said that his connection to the earth and its constant shifts is the reason for his rather vulnerable emotional state. It’s very clear he yearns for peace above all else but has mostly given up on trying to achieve anything of the sort.

In interactions Saeven is the friendly, mellow sort. He always seems like he has something else on his mind as he speaks, often doing so slowly and with a good amount of pause. He loves to listen, to really digest words and situations, before taking action. The smallest of conversations is usually enough to leave him buzzing and very much enjoys the company of others. Despite his mostly lazy attitude, Saeven is a curious sort and even adventurous. He just does things at his own pace which is… horribly, horribly slow. He’s easily sidetracked by very mundane things.

Saeven is an artist by trade, aside from being a fortune teller, as he has a love for art, beauty, and anything he deems eye-catching. Be it makeup, fashion, jewelry or even crafting. He'll start little collections that he'll eventually sell or give away, often doing so with an anecdote or two on his part.

History:
Growing up among the secluded side of elf kind, Saeven quickly realized that the lifestyle was not for him. He had always been a strange boy growing up, often speaking cryptically about one thing or another. He'd cite futures and pasts, be plagued by headaches and sickness, and could be caught talking and walking in his sleep. This made him somewhat difficult to take care of and it wouldn't be a surprise if his parents had gained a few grey hairs from the stress of having such a frail child.

As he grew did they learn that it was his attunement to earth and magic that was his source of sickness. And the older he got the worse he'd become. For years he didn't know the why this was happening and it wasn't until he left home in search of answers that he discovered why. The world had been changing and the people that lived beyond his home were spreading. For better or worse, the earth fluctuated - as it always had - because of their actions.

At some point this had lead him to actually strive to change the world. However, as time passed he found himself at a disadvantage both physically and emotionally. His time out in the world had chipped away at him the more he witnessed and found himself feeling worn. With his health on a decline, he began to indulge himself in what was originally medicinal herbs that eventually turned to full blown drugs. It dimmed his senses, at least, even if they did carry some sort of repercussion.

Through his travels he found that his penchant for talking strangely and talking about pasts and futures was a little bit too on the nose for most people. This gained him a few favors with some nobles and just a bit of recognition as a sort of seer. As time went on, Saeven just decided to roll with it. Become a fortune teller, sell his crafts, and just live life one day at a time. He's kind of a wondering soul now. No real goal or aspiration but to just gain money and see the world.

Likes:

Art
Beauty
Makeup
Romance
Music
Nature
Fortune Telling
Herbology

Dislikes:

Fighting
Conflict
Exercise
Death
Cruelty
Liars
Sleepwalking

Goal/Aspiration:

There isn't much Saeven wants to do. In his century of living all he's ever wished for is a world where the cries of the earth are no more. He wants silence. A life where suffering is minimal. A time where his mind can be at peace. Otherwise, he would like to try and learn different crafts, maybe even come to settle down someplace he can call his home.

Key Fear/Adversary:

Like many gaiyans, his primary focus is the changes that world is bringing about. He would hate to see the earth fall to the hands of those who would take it for granted. He also fears going back home. Elves are very proud creatures and if they were to see how he'd turn out, well, he fears what they may say. It's the reason why he's mostly dropped his last name or any real ties to his family.

Appearance

Height: 6 ft. 4 in. | 194.04 cm
Body Type: Slim. Kind of delicate-looking.
Hair: Long and blonde. Mostly tied and hidden under a bandana.
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Pale

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