Aug 27, 2018 13:17:02 GMT -6
Sylvan Caecilius Dormiunt leges aliquando, nunquam moriuntur. general info
appearance Sylvan is an old and almost ancient angel who had short unkempt but beautiful strands of Ivory hair, matched with semi-long fringes that manage to accentuate his angelic features rather than make him look rebellious, his deceiving youth make him look like a human in his middle twenties despite the fact that he is at the very least two-thousand years old. His face and complexion are immaculately youthful and regal even when he is in his darkest moods, he has deep mauve eyes that add overall to his divine allure, eyes that would make those that look upon it closely feel like they slowly lose themselves as if the gates of heaven lie beyond it. His body even though unseen at most times due to his preferred clothing is perfectly toned, like a sculpture made by the finest artist with the greatest of details, made only sharper and better by the years and decades he had spent participating in "The War of Traitors". Great white seraphic wings that could be mistaken to dazzle and shine due to his divinity. In their majesty, when fully unfolded his great wings would seem to span the skies when looked upon closely in his presence or when in the very close vicinity of him. In testament to his majestic countenance described therewith; his inherent beauty along with the charisma he exudes often get him more into trouble than intended, most especially when the supernatural was still rare on earth. He has been accused of as many things, most often than not as an Incubus. He would go as far as using charms and minor blessings to mitigate the effects of his appearance. And as he tried to Pass off as a human for two thousand years, Sylvan has ended up wearing as many different attires as there are eras and countries, from long clerical glowing robes adorned with armor,medieval armor to the regal set-pieces of the the victorian era. As an angel in the now 'modern times' trying to blend in and live with the humans, he tries his best to hide his wings using even charms when needed and almost always wears formal business attires, using his chosen human profession of being a lawyer as an excuse for his get-up. Depending on the weather, he uses charms on his clothes either to keep him warm or cool. When he is at the comfort and confines of his home however, he mostly wears simple v-necked shirts, loose jeans and at times also letting his wings out to "breathe". personality
abilities Electricity Manipulation/Control (Master) - Being an angel of old, Sylvan's mastery of the element of lightning is natural to him, using it in combat countless of times coupled with his Light magic to smite countless creatures of hell, being able to even coat himself in it for protection and offensive uses. Suffice it to say he is immune to any kind of Electricity for that matter. Light Manipulation/Control (Advanced) - Another one of Sylvan's masteries as he both used it as shield and sword. Using it to obscure his face from his enemies as he fought them during the war, and using it as effective magic against hell species as well. While he is more versed with control of Electricity, his skill with Light Magic is not to be scoffed at either as it has felled just as many enemies since time immemorial. Wing Manifestation (Advanced) - While being masterful at his wing manisfestation during his time as a commander in the war, his time being "human" and pretending to be one had left him short of masterful due to its long time neglect of use. However he has sought to rectify this by letting it "breathe" when he is alone at home or alone in his office during late nights. Ward Creation (Master) - One does not simply survive with battle skills and magic alone for thousands of years. Sylvan's wards are strong, as he had used them and improved upon them for the long time he has been on earth, using it on Castles, Fortresses he used to defend, and on his home, to keep away enemies or at the least dissuade them from assaulting him. He has this around his office and the bar sanctuary to keep out those who would not agree to the unspoken rule in his territory. Slow Aging (Natural) - Sylvan has retained the youthful look he has had for thousands of years. Healing via Touch (Advanced) - Having spent his life on the battlefield, Sylvan was no stranger to healing fellow angels during his time as Caius, and when he went to the earth, He healed people who he can, during his travels all over the world. Holy Water Creation (Beginner) - Due to his general disdain and disappointment with the other angels before the portals were closed, his power to create holy water has diminished immensely after not using it for thousands of years. Falling to near non-existent levels. He can at most make one bottle for an entire week. Blessing (Intermediate) - He blesses his clients and any people in general he feels and knows are good people overall. While the blessings themselves aren't life changing, it still helps keep the people safe from any unwanted animal attacks or sudden accidents that could be fatal. Sword Mastery (Master) - His chosen weapon during the war were swords, and as such he was an expert swordsmaster, being able to hold his own even against numerous enemies, despite the angel's natural low endurance levels. He was able to fight and fell many enemies with his blade, a testament to his skill with the sword. backstory Sylvan who was then known in the heavens as Caius was young--even when he was in the thousands compared to his other companions he was but a youngling. He was there however when it all began from the misunderstandings of both Akari and Volos and then to the eventual war that would break out. He would see for himself how even his kind, who was supposed to be immaculate would go turn their backs on each other because of their beliefs, and he just like all the others that bore witness to the beginning of the feud would fight until the bitter end, against his own friends--against his own people. Being an angel of Akari and being of noble principles he would fight relentlessly no matter the place or time, he'd draw out his blade to fight and kill when needed or asked by those of higher standing than him or if Akari without questions as one of the many commanders heaven had. Drowned in Self-Righteousness, that as angels "they were in the right" no matter what. Caius would not care about how his actions would affect others despite his intelligence, it wasn't until the Ruler of Earth Enki, came to both sides to try and mediate for them to make peace. Curious and unaware of Enki and Thanatos' plot that would be enacted soon. Caius would go to earth to see for himself if what Enki said was true. Disguised as a wandering traveller by wearing a large cloak that obscured his visage, there he would see for himself how the people of earth suffered, how several landscapes changed drastically because of their battles, what to them was a twinkle in the eye--a short blink in time, to humans were eternity, their entire lives. They suffered hard and long because of them, because even the angels fought with such blinding zeal that they cared not about collateral damage and upon seeing the miserable sight, Caius wracked with immense guilt, grief and self-loathing would break down. To hear of the suffering was one thing, but to see it with his own eyes amongst the people was too much for him to handle. He had wanted to save them, he tried with all his holy might. Using blessings and charms he tried to soothe their suffering left and right, but to no avail. His blessings and charms weren't on the level of the supernatural like Akari, and try as he might he lost more than he could even begin to save. Righteous fury filled his heart and removing the cloak, he had let them seen him in angelic form--wings opening in their full size, he would give them a kind gaze and a soothing smile before leaping with great distance into the air his large seraphic wings revealed in all its glory, and back to the heavens he flew to try and be the voice of reason that they sorely needed. But alas it was not meant to be, Caius tried to reason out with Akari and the other angels but he would not be heard, in anger and disappointment he flew out of heaven back to the earth just before the portal closed, unknowingly. He landed on a large clearing wherein he was assaulted in no time by wraiths that seemed endless, before he could make sense of where he was and what just happened exactly. He fought for what seemed a day before seemingly killed inside a dense forest. He would walk out of the forest decades later with a large scar around his neck as if he was beheaded, a scar that would be hidden by his chosen clothing all the time as he learned to live with the humans through the years, going by as Sylvan Caecilius, a weary traveller, searching for peace and solitude. He would be a man of different families, loyalties and professions. Observing Humanity, trying to help them, save them if he can while being in the guise of "human". His most used profession however is a lawyer, as it allows him bring justice to those unable to have it. misc His Angelic name is Caius Lucil Sol. His chosen human name Sylvan Caecilius, is a derivation of the name Sylvanus which was a roman deity of the woods and fields, while Caecilius was a derivation of Cecilia which meant 'blind'. He chose both these names seeing as when he first went to earth, he landed on the woods and he took the name 'blind' as that was what he would be called by both sides, unwilling to aid one side or the other in their war. While all angels know his true name only a select few of both demons and undead would know both know his name and remember his face as when he fought he would use light manipulation to obscure his face and visage. The Wraiths Thanatos sent to kill Commander level angels was what Caius fought when he got back to earth. A scythe had gone through his defenses and towards neck, leaving him near death, while the wraiths thought him dead and declared him as such, it however left a wound he nursed for decades before being able to emerge from the deep forest. Hence why only few know his true angelic name, for most think him truly dead, and those who suspect his survival dare not ask him. His law office is a well known neutral ground for both all species. There is an underground bar, beneath it known only to those well versed in the supernatural or the supernaturals themselves.They (the supernatural) can come to his office and make use of the underground bar sanctuary to show their true forms to each other, without fear of being hunted to talk and unwind. They are allowed entry as long as they do not provoke, fight or worse kill each other. Lest they be banned or beset upon by all those who view his office bar as sanctuary. He is very fascinated with fine dining and most especially dishes revolving around meat. He considers it a luxury the humans have but angels did not have. It is one of his many destressers aside from reading books. | roleplayer info ☆ NAME Nameless ☆ RP EXPERIENCE 3-4 years on and off ☆ TIMEZONE UTC-08/PST+08 ☆ GENDER Male ☆ AGE 26 ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS N/A ☆ FACE CLAIM Granblue Fantasy, Lucio/Lucifer/LUCILIUS ---------------------- THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO Nameless. DO NOT STEAL. |
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