Seti

1000+ || High Priest to the Isis|| Witch

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New Surroundings || Seti & Open

Getting from one side of the world to the other proved to be a difficult task for the ancient witch. During the time of his prime, the believed Egypt to be the center of the world, but now with ‘modern technology’ Seti knew otherwise. Strange things surrounded him, and he felt a headache building due to all the noise he wasn’t accustomed to. Thanks to the mysterious witch who woke him, Seti could understand the language being spoken around him, but it still was difficult to fully comprehend. His eyes scanned his surroundings as he took in the city known as New Orleans. Supposedly this was a place where beings such as himself gathered. Now, he only hoped he could actually learn to live in this new world.

[mostlyfate]

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niklausxcaroline :

Hello, friend. Hello, friend? That’s lame. Maybe I should give you a name, but that’s a slippery slope. You’re only in my head. We have to remember that.

[natalie-de-rossi]

RISEN - Wes || Seti

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wes-conlan :   

“What is he saying?” Wesley asked in a hurried voice as he heard Seti speaking. “What is he saying!” He asked again, growing more impatient. He nodded slowly. It wasn’t like Wesley really considered him a friend either. “You tell him that I know a lot of things… now.. I haven’t much time. I have a rather pesky flight back to the United States. New Orleans, rather. Home to powerful witches of all kinds and I cannot wait to get my hands on them… now. if he cares to join me… it will be to both our benefits…besides this play is too hot for my liking.”

It was easy to see the man growing frustrated with the conversation which was currently happening. Language barriers created hard to understand conversation, and if one didn’t have patience then it would only lead to more frustration. However, Seti had plenty of patience unlike the other man.  “لا يهمني ما تعرفه. وجاءت معرفتي من الآلهة. حيث لم تظهر لك؟” Seti replied, smirking since he knew he was more than likely more powerful than the other man. However, he wasn’t one to prove his strength to others. “تتخذ السلطة كل ما يهمك؟ هل لا ترغب في خدمة غرض أكبر؟” He asked, then narrowed his eyes towards him. “غير أن السبب الذي أيقظني؟ لسرقة قوتي؟”

[natalie-de-rossi]

RISEN - Wes || Seti

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wes-conlan :  

Wesley took a step back, a grin on his lips. He was quite pleased with his work, however; he wasn’t surprised he was able to accomplish such a spell. Though, ancient arabic, or even arabic itself for that matter was not something he knew. “Hello, dear friend. You’re probably wondering who I am.” He nodded his once, taking a small step closer to him. “My name is Wesley. I have awoken you. Are you understanding me?” He turned around, looking for anyone of his little slaves to come forth and translate. “You.” He spat, using his powers to drag forth one of them who he knew could speak the language. “Tell him what I just said. Tell him who I am and it was I who brought him back.”

Seti continued to stare at the man who was clearly speaking to him, but he didn’t understand a word he was saying. It sounded like strange sounds which caused the priest’s brows to furrow in confusion. His eyes flickered over to the man who was dragged forward and pieced together what was happening when the man spoke in a language he could understand. For a moment, Seti only nodded in understanding, then allowed his gaze to turn back towards the first man who seemed to be the one in charge. “Wes..Lee.” Seti tested the name, but frowned at the sound of it. “انا لست صديقك.” Seti stated clearly, a smirk playing on his lips. “على الرغم من أن أفعل أشكركم على الاستيقاظ لي” His gaze flickered back towards the two men. “كيف أعرف أين أنا؟”

[natalie-de-rossi]

RISEN - Wes || Seti

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wes-conlan :  

Almost everyone knew the legend of the great and powerful Seti. Either told as campfire tales, or spooky bedtime stories, or even in a classroom setting- it was a tale that lived on through the ages. It was no surprise that Wesley himself knew the story. In fact, the greedy witch only yearned to one day be as legendary as people believed Seti to be. It didn’t take long for Wesley to gather everything he needed in order to bring Seti back from his self induced slumber. He waited for this day. Bring back the great Seti, and channel onto his powers. He could only imagine the great power Seti harnessed.Together with his minions, Wesley began his chants. Reciting each word carefully as he awaited the resurrection of Seti.

For thousands of years, Seti remained in a quiet slumber. The world changing all around him while his body remained the same. The spell protected his body from time and the elements. The sound of ancient chanting reached the priest’s ears and after being asleep for many years, the Egyptian found himself wide awake. His power which had not been used in so long filled him once again and a cunning smirk appeared on his lips as he turned to face those responsible for breaking his spell. “أي عام هذا؟” He asked, standing up on his two feet, the cloth unwrapping from his face. “من أنت؟”

[elliotaldersmol]