#seilas

[sunwelt]

(will be colored...eventually)

Name: Seilas (pronounced like Sylus)

Age: ???

Height: 7ft at the lower shoulders.

Personality.

Something just isn't quite right about him. He broods quietly, but tension keeps his jaw clenched and a stern look on his face. Aside from the fact that he is a beast of abominable nature- he is, all around, just unapproachable. Perhaps not outwardly mean at first, no, but he is terribly quiet, and there is a deep sorrow that pools in his gaze.

He moves frequently, searching aimlessly for something even he is unaware of. His reason for even existing at all in this wretched state has long passed, so he is left to ponder himself for eternity.

Once upon a time it was not within his nature to be cruel, but he finds himself expressing his torment in... unsavory manner, often.

Important Tidbits.

This version of this character specifically is set in the distant future of the main verse I have going with Eilos. Seilas is his brother, or was, before he'd met his fate. Fate was then bent, death undone, so here we are.

Eilos is still around. Their goddess ("Life"), Seilas' former wife, is not. The brothers are not in contact, and Eilas is actively trying to find a way to bring his brother's soul to rest once more.

(Trying to paraphrase all of this. It will be fleshed out more gracefully as the character is developed.)

[touchedbydestiny]

@seilas sent: " if you need to keep your distance from me a while, i understand. " ( for amara! )

        amara’s heart clenched at silas’s words, her dark eyes glistening with unshed tears as she stood beneath the olive trees’ dappled shade. 'if you need to keep your distance from me a while, i understand,' he had said. but distance was the last thing she craved. "no, silas," she whispered, stepping closer, her fingers trembling as they brushed his. "i cannot bear to be apart from you, not now, when our time feels so fragile." her love for him burned fiercely, a flame no betrothal could extinguish, yet qetsiyah’s name cast a shadow over her soul. she knew that qetsiyah really loved silas, but qetsiyah did not know that silas didn’t feel the same. she felt sorry for her, because she wished her real love. at the same time, she also knew that this engagement made the secret feelings and connections amara harbored for silas much more dangerous. if they were caught, she'd be punished... she could be whipped. sold. or worse. she was afraid, yes, but still she could not stay away from silas.

       the announcement of silas’s engagement had shaken amara, leaving her adrift in questions. what did this mean for them? would she, a mere handmaiden, be expected to follow qetsiyah into her new household, her love for silas reduced to stolen glances under watchful eyes? or is she forced to stay behind, being applied to someone else? "this marriage… it frightens me," she admitted softly, her voice breaking. 

[survivingpierce]

@seilas requested a starter <3

       "i think this is a bad exchange. it would require trust and you wanted to drown me. so how am i expected to trust you?" katherine was suspicious about this whole deal he had proposed.

       "besides, it would involve allowing you to suck me dry, who guarantees me that i even survive this first step? because as far as i'm aware, humans usually don't wake up after they are completely drained." she couldn't even steal the damn gilbert ring to ensure her survival because she was still a doppelgänger, it won't work for her.

[blasfehmo]

[ 22 ] a city street teeming with news vehicles, camera crews, and reporters @seilas

MORTALS , losing it from the sight of this decapicated human - witch . Some were screaming , some were fainting , some were pushed away by the cops . The news reporters and their camera crews were running towards the victim trying to catch an image . M O R A L S , already forgotten . His eyes move from them to the blonde young man standing beside him . HIS BLOOD was one of a witch's '' and ? are you heartbroken for your friend ? ''

[scriberae]

@seilas didn't like for a thing but is getting one anyway before i said so

❛ guess who gave me detention again for something his own daughter did? ❜ sure, penelope was the brains behind the operation, the mastermind of the plan, but it was josie who carried it out (and didn't need much convincing to do so). ❛ typical saltzman. ❜ there's a sigh as she sits, one leg crossing over the other, reaching out to grab a small journal from the table before them. ❛ you know, pops, i just don't think he likes the fact his daughter is in love with me. sad, isn't it? ❜ not that penelope particularly cares about alaric's opinion one way or the other. ❛ i did give him that pen as a peace offering though. you know, the one i may have enchanted with that spell you gave me. ❜ anything he writes with it will show up on the pages of the journal she holds, secrets now known to both herself and the immortal being she (sometimes) calls dad despite the lack of blood relation. ❛ a couple of other people got pens as well. but, now we wait. ❜

[graunblida]

catching fire starters // accepting @seilas sent: ❛ It’s not about trust. It’s about staying alive. ❜

this moment is infuriating. lexa wants to run him through with her blade and be done with things, but the other does speak...sensibly. their goal is to survive, and at the rate lexa is going, EXHAUSTION is more likely to kill her than anything else in the arena. it would be foolish to turn down help in this state at this stage of the games. alliances have begun to form among the remaining tributes ( as they speak, a group is heading east in their direction ). they're less impulsive than at the start. more strategic. with better numbers.

emerald orbs hold his gaze for several seconds, searching for any DECEIT or malice. instead she sees tired eyes that even seem a bit gentle...possibly misunderstood. silas. that's his name, right? it feels like a lifetime ago when all their faces were plastered with stats over ever screen in panem.

she slowly lowers the knife and the tension releases from her body. he never asked to be here, she reminds herself she is one of a small few who volunteered. " we need to keep close to the river. " but not too close. the others looking for them will be searching along the banks. at least they would if they had any common sense ( lexa's thoughts ).

[animadistelle]

for @seilas's silas ( moved from here. )

"it was a tough lesson for even myself to learn, but pretty much everything in this day and age is a popularity contest. why do you think i brush my hair over my shoulder and bat my pretty eyes at everyone i see?" she asks, but she doesn't necessarily think he'll have an answer other than some witty remark. actually, that's what she fully expects. "sorry silas, but if anyone in our lineage is running for mayor, it's me. i'd beat you by a landslide. --- --- --- --- --- --- you have never learned how to swim. it's okay to admit it. i could teach you, it's not that hard."

[heirceleste]

18. / atlas!

spotify wrapped meme: here it goes again by ok go

"i should've known," atlas grumbles, scuffing the ground beneath her with the tip of her shoe. the oldest being in all of creation and still, atlas feels like an idiot. "here we go again, stupid atlas can't get used to the modern world." leans against the brick siding of the building, takes a deep breath and wants to go back into hiding, sleep for another hundred years or so.