|Name: Eliakim Sabellius (El-ee-ah-kim, Sza-bell-ee-ooz. Roll the 'i' to sound like a soft 'y'. 'S' sounds more akin to a soft 'z'.)|
Short Nick: Sz-ayb. Rhymes with babe.
Alias: G'eldirahc 'Izzrae' Auvryana (Drow name: Hel-deer-ackh, Iz-ray, Ow-vree-ah-nah. Hold the 'G' and 'ahc' in the back of the throat.) And Lucifer, according to Sara.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (Chaotic Evil during Frenzy)
Social Class: Commoner
Race: Cambion (Hellion, half demon, Drow/Incubus union.)
A Cambion is the male counterpart to the Alu-fiend, a hellion born of a union between a mortal and a succubus/incubus. They are sometimes referred to as tieflings, and their children would be such also.
Nationality: Other (Underdark)/Ashokan - Formerly Ched Nasad, North Middledark.
A tiefling is the planar name for a creature that is humanoid in origin but has demonic heritage. Whatever the heritage of their humanoid part, they are always part demon, and no two are ever the same.
His hair in question is of medium length falling just around the shoulders in choppy layers thanks to too many sword swings at the head, and usually braided back on the left and drawn into a ponytail, leaving enough to fall and shield the edge of his face on the right.
His face is somewhat narrow and angular, though distinctly masculine, and could be considered to have a particularly cruel set to it, with a mouth that is always ready to smile, though usually in mockery rather than genuine pleasure. His nose is crooked from being broken and reset countless times, and it's likely he's measuring how far it moves each time. Hard, unforgiving eyes survey the world, a typical red, though they become a warmer orange towards the pupil. The single defining feature that sets him as something other than Drow, is the three and a half foot whipcord tail that continues from the base of his spine. It is a slightly mauve colour compared to the rest of his skin and covered in velvet scaling, tiny like fish scales. A line of this unique scaling runs from the base of his skull, chasing his spine right to the end of his tail where it is slightly thicker than the rest, and splits to become a fully articulate taloned hand. Less notable are his finely sharpened double row of canines, and forked tongue, and tougher thicker nails that extend roughly two inches as short claws when he loses control of himself. His nails/claws are a dull silvery grey, like aged wood.
His general expression seems to be one of placid vacancy, touched with long suffering weariness, or exasperation, when it isn't twisted in mirth or a frenzied glee.
If his lho supply runs out his appearance adjusts with his less subdued personality in that his pupils become bright gold and reduce in size to pinpricks, his claws extend and he bears a slight distortion in his normal speech that usually only appears when angry.
Sabellius generally wears simple though fine cut clothing to give himself a sharp appearance, except when he is set to impress, when he almost always overdoes it on...everything. Both in and out of work he may always be seen wearing a silver chain with the tiny sword of Eilistraee upon it as a pendant.
He prefers to wear monochromatic colours when it comes to clothing. Usually footwraps and loose, billowing dark pants that allow him to stay cool in the desert, which tuck into heavy-wearing boots with reinforced plated toes for kicking stuff. Shirt may or may not be applicable, but he likes a particular style that has a high under-the-chin collar, form fitting and sleeveless. Over this he wears his sharp black coat, high of collar and long of sleeve, reaching halfway down his thighs in the front, and to his knees at the back. The shoulders are plated, and bears much embossing across the lapels/chest and the top of the arms. Gauntlets may or may not be in evidence, providing they are fingerless and allow his claws to breathe.
Regardless of clothing, he always wears a pair of cut-glass red tinted spectacles, purely to assist filtering light as it becomes incredibly painful during the daylight hours, and he is a sufferer of Autosomal Dominant Compelling Helio-Ophthalmic Outburst (ACHOO) syndrome. (Bright light suddenly entering the eyes causes an outburst of severe sneezing.)
Babellius: While her features are a mix of both her parents, as a female they follow her mothers more heavily, as seen by the vulpine aspect to her face. She would probably not be considered a beauty, due the unconventionally muscular frame and unladylike mannerisms. Her facial features are also less delicate than that which would be considered favorable, though more or less a more feminine version of her regular, male self. If Sabe had it in mind to be stunning, he could probably alter his self image until he remembered it, but if it wasn't already apparent, he likes things less than perfect.
Note: As of 11AR his appearance tends to flicker or phase at times. During these times he appears much taller, approximately 6'5", and bears a faint 'pressure' in the air around him. He also has the shadow of a crown of horns growing from his head, but no more than a shadow. His eyes constantly burn a low red-orange. Sometimes this weird phasing is persistent for several minutes, sometimes it's the blink of an eye. He doesn't seem to have any control over it, and those who see him in dreaming will always see him this way.
Sabellius is either one of two extremes; completely unarmed, or a walking weapon rack. His most popular weaponry of choice falls to a simple array of small lightweight blades, cheap and easily replaced, designed for throwing and worn in a simple bandolier or belt, and more often than not a butterfly knife tucked about his person somewhere.
Other than that he is in possession of two long slender talwars which he calls Rhyming Blades, slightly curved with serrated single edges. The grips are much worn and are bound in plain hide, the hilts rather plain with the simplest of embellishment and worked in steel and silver. The blades themselves are made of star-iron, and contain the shards of one of twenty of the sacred bastard swords of his old goddess. The blades are a pale silvery blue and worked with simple filigree, but are otherwise plain and unmarked, and well looked after. They are both incredibly light and appear to vibrate or 'sing' when drawn.
Their names are Beben (Shiver) and Gul (Ghost).[/b][/b]
To say that he is reckless in his approach to many things, including social situations as much as practical application may be understating him somewhat. Sabellius is notoriously willful, headstrong and contradictory in nature, to the point that some might say that he goes out of his way to make things difficult for others, or simply to annoy them. His manner is generally smooth spoken with a peculiar hollow resonance to his voice, though sarcastic and snide, or downright antagonistic. This is usually barely contained, or restrained behind a facade of perfect politeness and even charm.
Compliments often come across as backhanded with his casual, offhanded mannerism of throwing them out, and genuine affection comes across rarely. The general appearance as a whole is that he is rather informal, casual, laid back, however you like to put it. Possibly even apathetic, only to throw out a bitchy comment and catch someone off guard. When not holding this general chilly apathy, his mood fluctuates most commonly between cheerfulness, and a depressing closed off behavior.
This is not to say that he doesn't have a soft spot, particularly for the underdog, the broken and the forgotten, and is well known to be a friend of the beggars, thieves, whores and addicts of Eldahar.
He is temperamental and unpredictable when it comes to anger, though usually slow, sometimes the slightest thing can set him off into a rage, which he finds very difficult to master, due to his inherent nature. Unsurprisingly, he comes off across as nothing so much as cold, callous and ruthless at the best of times. He is not above tender emotions, merely better at suppressing them. Indeed he feels as humanly as any other, though he tends to keep his calm by letting off steam in furious bouts when on his own, drinking, whoring or when it gets the better of him, destroying things.
Sabellius considers himself neither good nor evil, though he supposedly upholds the law, the law tends to be 'whatever the hell I make it', and is not above a little corruption now and then.
Neither does he bear any ill will or phobia towards the opposite sex, in fact as he will happily proclaim to anyone asking his opinion the opposite. He frequently indulges in their company, as well as the company of his own sex, and drinks to reckless abandon.
He is also a heavy smoker, and fond of a particular type which he calls 'lhotus' or 'lho' sticks. The smoke is spicily scented, and is a strong narcotic primarily used to suppress his more destructive tendencies and give him a better control over himself. When denied he shows typical signs of an addict (shaking, irritable nature, etc) and becomes more likely to snap and turn violent. It is not suggested that minor drug users or anyone with a tolerance less than high use lho as it is known for leaving those who smoke it a drooling incapable wreck for the duration of the drug which may last as much as 36 hours in the system before it fully wears off.
Due to Sabe's built up tolerance to particular substances, he is known to smoke as many as ten an hour sometimes...which obviously keeps him incredibly mellow and slows his system down. Drugs such as amphetamines or those that induce euphoria or great bursts of energy are prone to overriding his relaxants and send him into a frantic and frustrated mess while he gives way to his true nature, which is erratic and...colourful.
His nature as such obviously can't be that good if he feels the need to suppress it. Since being subjected to Planar energy by his inherited Dreamwalking, his nature was awoken and is typically chaotic, leaving him difficult to control, incredibly willful and of a general mindset to break or destroy anything he can and aid it in its journey towards entropy. And when that fails he just has sex with it too.
Off the lho he tends to be easily distracted and much more emotional, even capriciously so. While smoking the drug gives him a greater control over his mental capacity, it does numb him somewhat emotionally. Off the lho, there is a significant benefit however, in that he can resist his conditioning and fight women. When under the effects of narcotics, he may not raise a hand against a woman, nor may he disobey a direct command if given to him.
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