SAER MADDOX / 949 YEARS OLD / CARPENTER / FERNCOMBE
FULL NAME:
Saer Maddox
BIRTHDAY:
15 August, 1068
SPECIES:
He is a Te-Tini and Ponaturi but all he has of the Ponaturi is a bad attitude and dark black eyes when he wants them.
AREA OF RESIDENCE:
He doesn’t live in a house since it burnt down, but he lives in the rubble of the blackened house in the forest and is often seen wandering aimlessly with soot from the house covering him, which adds more to the idea that he is a demon.
BIOGRAPHY: (tw: death, murder)
Saer was born to a Ponaturi and a Te-Tini faerie in 1068, he doesn’t know his exact birthday but he knows “it was somewhere in late spring.” He doesn’t remember much of growing up, but he remembered that his parents didn’t ever let he or his siblings go without anything they needed. They were the wealthiest in the village in terms of what they had, they had enough for each of their children to have their own room, but often they would all sleep in the same room to huddle up and keep warm. The first of their children was killed when the cold got into her lungs and she passed slowly and painfully while the Patu were nowhere to be seen, because they were, at that point, fighting with his parents over some dispute about land. After this, they repaired what had been broken between them and the peace was once again restored to the village. Saer however was not one for this, and the dark traits that he picked up from his parents began to pull through, he spent a lot of time harming people who he saw as friends, like it was the only way he knew to show some kind of affection.
Saer needed to get away from his home at twelve, so he went and built himself a small hut in the middle of the forest, the rest of his siblings had mostly moved away,but he was the one that went furthest away from their family. He became very quiet and worked on feeding himself every day, fighting away those who came before him and tried to take what he had. Slowly though, he began to open his hut to people who needed it, however this was full of a darker idea, he quite often captured women with the intention of sleeping with them whether with or without permission. He started to see himself as some kind of god, but the more and more he let women in, the more he found himself growing fond of certain ones, and finally he let himself love someone, mostly vowing off other women in favor of one who seemed just as dark and depraved as he was. They would often lure people to their hut in order to harm them or kill them. Saer and Lilith were a law unto themselves.
After awhile of doing this the elders intervened, they couldn’t keep doing what they were, and the pair of them fell into some kind of depression, they began to take it out on each other, harming themselves with each other and finding ways to cause the other pain while laughing about it. One day it was taken too far and Lilith passed away from the injuries he had caused, he hated knowing that he was the cause of what had become of Lilith. He fell into one of the deepest depressions that he had felt in a long time, he became a shadow of himself and he went back home, where his mother nursed him back to health and his father spent a lot of time confused as to why he even needed to come back home. But his mother insisted that he was in much more need of her love because when he was young he didn’t have as much of it, and she was sure that was why he turned out the way he had so far.
By the time he left his family he was thirty years old and ready to do something different, he needed to get away from his home, far away, he took off on a trek, walking throughout the land and finding out more about himself, remembering who he was and what exactly he had done, unfortunately he found more questions than answers and ended up getting even darker than he had done when he was with Lilith, now the further he wandered, the more people he found to kill, the deaths of people around him invited all of his demons to take him over, he was a serial killer already and his body count was only ever growing despite Saer trying to remember who he was in the good times, all he could think about was all of the bad.
Once again he found himself coming home, but home was full of pain and heartbreak, he came home to find a band of rogue supernaturals had killed almost everyone in the village he once called home, however one thing changed him, amongst the rubble of what was once his home he found the same eyes staring back at him, a very new baby sister had somehow avoided all of the carnage of what had happened and it made him feel so much lighter than he had in a long time. Beside her was a note explaining that she was his sister and her name was Lylywyn and he needed to take care of her, because they didn’t know if they would survive, however she had a spell cast over her from a far more powerful fae and she was protected from whatever had befallen the family.
He spent a long time trying to rebuild what had been broken about his personality and for years he spent time teaching his little sister all that she would ever need to know, he felt like for once since Lilith he was turning into what he should have been. Lylywyn had been the best thing that had happened to him and he stood firm beside that belief, he very quickly became one of the ones that replaced the elders as he was proving himself to be very good at remembering how to be a faerie that looked after those of his kind. He would fight any supernatural that tried to get in and do the same thing that had happened before, he became known for being fiercely protective of anyone in the village and would often be seen fighting off those who came too close.
Years went by, new colonies were formed, New Zealand was born, people began settling into different places and he still fought off those who came too close or settled too much. He still wouldn’t let anything happen. By this time he was over eight hundred and he and his sister had been living happily. Things had changed people were making new settlements, there were new kinds of technology, and along with that came new heartache, he had fallen for a European woman who came to settle in their town during the gold rush, her parents approved of their union, but when he confessed to her what he was she didn’t understand, instead of letting him explain it to her, she ran, falling in love with, and marrying another who was in the gold boom. A few years later he heard about her death in a mine when she was taking food to her husband and the mine collapsed, he started going to her grave each year on the anniversary of her death.
Over the years Saer became a little more distant, sticking to he and his sister, living in the home she now shared with her husband and their children. He wanted to remember what love felt like and he fell in love once more, with a woman who was the direct opposite of him, the mixture she had was Patu and Pake. They were married and conceived their first child in the same year, 1877 marked the year the very first Mataku was born, the pair of them knew almost immediately that something was different with this child, she wasn’t the same, they didn’t share the same bond with her, and the more children they had, they all turned out very similar, with different adaptations of light within them.
Years passed again and by the time he was nine hundred and thirty he had fifty children, all of them were the beginning of a different species. More people with the mix they had began having children, and the Mataku had begun having their own children, and after years, the species were that of their own.
A few months ago, when he was making the trip to his beloved European woman’s grave to once again talk to her about what had happened since the year before he found himself hurting, struck with the need to get home. By the time he got there his forest was ablaze, his sister, wife, brother-in-law and few of his and his sister’s children had perished in the blaze, the darkness he had felt for so long came screaming back to the forefront of his mind, and he remembered once again why he never let himself fall in love or be happy for so long.
PERSONALITY:
Saer has a very dark personality to begin with, if he was to describe his personality in modern terms he would say bi-polar, but without the quick turn around, he will have days or months when something will be a happy day, but his dark times can last months, if not years, though certain things can bring him back from that precipice of falling into the darkness. He can remember the times when he was happy and that’s very much was drives some of his anger because he wants to be happy but thinks the happiness he used to have is very much unattainable.
He doesn’t value human life very much and is always one to say that the humans are to blame for almost everything. He prefers to be alone but often finds himself growing attached to certain people especially if they are of his species, however some of the darker angrier supernaturals he finds himself avoiding for the most part, not wanting to be left in the same situation when his sister was so cruelly taken from him.
Saer is unique in that if he focuses in on a conversation hard enough he can see black smoke billowing around someone who is lying, but he has to focus in when he wants to see it, he cannot be speaking in a conversation and see it, but he still tries to hold a decent conversation anyway.
FACE CLAIM: TOM ELLIS ✗ MUN: Nikki, NZST, 24, She/Her