Hey, isn’t that SERAPHINE “SENA” DE BELAY-CANDELLA. I thought they went away for the summer? Did you hear they might be a HUMAN. What I do know for certain is that they’re 30, and they’re AGILE and RIGOROUS. They’re originally from SEVILLE, SPAIN and have been in FENRIRSWOOD for 3 MONTHS living in SUNE’S HARBOR. I wonder if they still work in CASINOS as a PROFESSIONAL POKER PLAYER. Best if they stay safe for now.
NAME : Seraphine de Belay-Candella
NICKNAMES : Sepphie ( in Spain ), Sena ( SÉ-na | not see-nuh ), The Menace
AGE : 30
BORN : December 5, 1992
HOMETOWN : Seville, Spain
GENDER : Cis Woman
PRONOUNS : She / Her
SEXUALITY : Bisexual
ZODIAC : Sagittarius
RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Single
OCCUPATION : Professional Poker Player
PETS : Gallo ( Gerberian Shepsky )
TRIGGERS : Adoption. Abandonment. Pregnancy. Birth Trauma. Death. Infant Death. Racism Mention.
Growing up, Seraphine was surrounded by love as the daughter of an orphaned Ukrainian woman and Ethiopian adoptee. The librarian and art history professor made certain of it, but she always felt out of place in Spain. It was a pillar of lost identity that began well before her birth with her parents; it was a branch cut from its tree, yet roots sprouted from that twig. A strong foundation had been built before her story began, founded on acceptance, losses, discoveries, traumas, acceptances, and gratitude. Her parents put in the work for her. While her father had to learn to style his own hair, he taught her how to care for hers, and while her mother had no one to turn to about menstrual care, the same could not be said about Sepphie. Still, it was plain to see that her skin color was in the minority in Spain, and she had to live with certain views placed upon her.
Ballet seemed to exemplify that difference, but at the young age of 2, she never noticed it. She was merely another ballerina princess. It started with dance classes for mamás y bebés and developed into a big part of her childhood until it wasn't. The demand grew. The pressure. Never able to wear pointe shoes or tights that matched her skin tone, she grew up feeling unaccepted by her instructor and peers, and thus, feelings of inadequacy set in. Dread. Then, it grew to have been a while since Sepphie last enjoyed doing ballet. Instead, she burrowed in the library her mother worked, reading Lovecraftian tales. Dance wasn't at the forefront anymore. All of it came to a head at age 12. The Summer Olympic Games were on, and she oohed and ahhed at the gymnasts. There's where she found love in the sport, and the switch was made. It was right around the time her parents adopted her sibling.
Right as she found her footing as an older sister and gymnast, at 16, her father took up the career opportunity to teach at a top-ranking university in the UK and moved the whole family there. Here, she started to go by Sena, and it's where her love for the performing arts bloomed once more. It felt as though she had a clean slate. Still, during the summers, they'd return to Spain to visit her ever-loving grandparents for a week or two. After finishing secondary school and earning awards for her gymnastics, she went on to get her OND, but after being scouted, she left uni to join a traveling circus as an acrobat.
The atmosphere was unparalleled. It felt almost nostalgic, and a whole new world opened up to her, one of witches and werewolves. Oh my. Hints of their existence dripped and dropped, and before she knew it, nights would be spent playing poker with her circus family in their downtime. As her skill level increased, they'd groan whenever she joined, claiming it was her luck. Though, it was all about heuristics to Sena. Eventually, she began visiting nearby casinos, wherever the circus set up shop.
Years went on, and her heart began to race for a special someone. People would say it was only a matter of time, and maybe it was. They didn't plan to take their relationship to the next level, but they weren't exactly being safe about things either. They let nature take its course, and soon, she was expecting. The birth was a complicated one. It was a complete nightmare, and one week later, she and her partner left the hospital with empty arms and a deep wound. They became a balancing act after that. Deciding to give her body and mind some rest, she left the circus, her touchstone, and went full-in on poker. Sena numbed herself, playing it cool, but when she received a call about her sibling missing in Fenrir's Wood, a town they moved to suddenly for unknown reasons, her cage was rattled. Without hesitation, she packed her bags and moved into a hotel, visiting the nearby hospital for any reports.















