#zeph ic

[ze-dominant-demon]

Just when you think little ones live in a world of their own... They peered in on him slumped in his chair, his body exhausted, his mind filled with angst and depression... quietly they walked in, and one by one his babies climbed up into his lap and curled against him on his chest. Four little heads pressed against him, tiny arms wrapped around him. It was unclear who's idea it was but it seemed all four thought this was the right thing to do at this time... for daddy.

He was at his breaking point, his shatterpoint, where one wrong choice would destroy it all when they found him. One by one they climbed into his lap, curled against him. And suddenly none of it mattered anymore. It didn’t matter if he knew who he was or what he wanted, didn’t matter who was mad or hurt, or how much he hurt.

These four little innocents, giving him the greatest gift they had to offer him, that was all that mattered now. His large arms encircled and held them against his chest while silent tears fell down his cheeks. In that moment, everything was okay. And he was content.

[ze-dominant-demon]

回 - For a phobia they have.

“A fear I have? Me...I am my own greatest fear. That I am doomed to one day repeat my own past, become an unstoppable monster that knows no mercy, no friend. No family. That sees naught but things that need to be destroyed. That is my greatest fear.”

[ze-dominant-demon]

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On a DnD scale, Zeph is chaotic Neutral, which is honestly very fitting for him. He strives to do good and help people, but at the same time he does a lot of very bad things. It all kind of balances out in the end. plus, most of the bad stuff is done to evil people or groups as well, so that’s a plus.

[ze-dominant-demon]

flashback

He was gathering reagents and ingredients along Silvertear Lake in Mor Dhona after completing a job so he was in his full armor with ax on his back. his helmet was left with the rest of his supplies as he went about his work. 

Screams of terror from the island in the middle of the lake caught his attention, prompting him to go see what was going on. Inside he found three adventurers: one clearly a healer and the other two fighters of some sort. Their guardian had grown scared, running off and leaving them to fend off the beasts within.

He had processed the scene in milliseconds after rounding that last corner, even as a small part of his mind fixated on that healer. His bloodlust took over long enough to gain the attention of the beasts and then slay them with the fighters’ help. 

He stayed around to help them finish their job, all the while his brain was in overdrive, dealing with feelings he’d never really had before. the healer was a male Au Ra, smaller than he but not by too much, with a very unique blue skin tone and captivating eyes.

As time passed, the two became friends then lovers and eventually married. Until the man walked out of his life without a fight.

Any time he revisited this first event, he always wondered: “What if I had just ignored those screams or had not stopped to do that gathering...”

[ze-dominant-demon]

11, 12, 19!

11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated?

Zeph is very intelligent and a very fast learner. His mind grasps new concepts and things very quickly, even if he has trouble actually accepting them. 

12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations?

Zeph’s speech and vocabulary choices tend to switch depending on who he is talking to and how in control of his emotions he is. When he’s on edge or angry or losing control, he’ll slip into the equivalent of a Scottish accent, something from his past.

19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now?

I honestly don’t know how to answer this one. Zeph is rather pessimistic/realistic so it doesn’t really affect him too mcuh, unless he’s holding out on me again.

[ze-dominant-demon]

flashback

It was winter of his twentieth year. Less than a year had passed since his tribe was destroyed. His mind was a bleak place, black and full of pain and loathing and fear and anger. He had lost track of how long he had been wandering the mountains of Othard. 

He was growing weaker and weaker with each passing day. And he honestly wasn’t even sure he wanted to keep going much farther. Already he had endured so much. The loss of part of his tail, numerous scars and wounds, and some kind of poison that was sapping his strength.

He saw a light off in the distance, through the woods. At first he took it as a mirage, but he headed that way still. He soon realized there was a building of some kind and the light was shining through a window. The closer he got, the blurrier his sight became, the harder it was to move one foot in front of the other, until he collapsed at the porch of what he would later know was a decently sized cabin with a single, reclusive person inside.

[ze-dominant-demon]

flashback

It was his thirteenth summer. He had been leader of the tribe for two years now, and had made much progress, dismantling the old ways and moving things to what he felt they should be. It helped that almost everyone in the tribe feared him, even at his age. Except for one girl, a year his senior. She was already beautiful, ebony hair, deep blue eyes, scales of ebony and skin of ivory.

She was the only friend he had, the only person he had left period. She was always by his side, ready to help him, always making sure he took care of himself when she felt he was neglecting his own care in favor of the tribe. While they wouldn’t become lovers for several years more, they were already in love as they realized over that summer, spending time together, sneaking out late at night to lay under the stars and just talk.

They would be married a few years later, give birth to an angelic little girl.

@cleric-rosesworn

[ze-dominant-demon]

Vinyl: “One of my favorite pieces of music was one I heard while watching the Battle of Carteneau. Haunting and riveting, I almost think the bard might have been possessed by Hydaelyn.” ((Answers :P))

Dragons: “What breathes life into me? Sex, time with either of my wives, time with my kids, a nice battle or fight. A good rum or apple juice.”

((here, have these IC answers since I answered them for an ooc question xD))