This is OOC knowledge. Do not assume your character knows ICly, before finding out about this through RP!
Have you ever felt how shudders run through your whole body, when you stand in the middle of the forest or in the middle of the field? It doesn‘t matter where you stand. The weather is what matters. You stand in the field where the greatest winds of the South, the East, the North or the West could throw a tournament to see who is the fastest runner, but there is no wind… There is no sound… The same with forest, where trees should whisper secrets of the world for the same wild winds, but their branches are standing as dead. This is the moment, when silence sneaks into the world like a thief and takes all fresh air from you. This is the right moment for the shudders to tickle the whole body of yours, because you understand – a storm is a-coming!
The same weather covered the outside world, when a woman named Lady Abegayle Onimus screamed in her bed, trying to bring a new life to the world. Maybe, because he was afraid, or maybe because he was delighted with such a peace outside before the storm, the baby boy didn‘t rush to come outside. He did it slowly and very carefully, but most importantly – in silence. Likely, he was afraid to disturb that mentioned peace. The baby boy didn‘t care about the pain, he caused the mother. When he finally entered the world and he was taken by the hands of the stranger, he didn‘t cry, he just gracefully observed, before the first thunder of the coming storm rippled behind the window. But he was not afraid.
The rain started to wash the streets and lightnings tried to light up the way for dark clouds. The time for the second thunder came and it was met with the scream of another baby boy, who followed his brother. He cried and struggled as if he never wanted to come to the world. Or maybe he wanted to come like a storm, announcing to the world his arrival for all the world to notice! He wanted to be heard, seen, to be free and wild like the thunder that brought him into the world.
The quiet baby boy was named Jerrick Onimus and the loud baby boy was called Zephan Onimus. They were brothers. They were twins, they were two bodies and two souls. One was the calm before the storm, while the other was the storm.
With each day the children became stronger and stronger, as did their relationship. Though, Zephan was the stronger one, the faster one, the wilder one, while Jerrick was the clever one, the quiet one, the gentle one, the more cunning one. They were two details of the puzzle, but together they were the perfect combination, that could do anything. However, one day, one simple day from a first glance separated the twins, who were glued to each other before. Zephan fell over board and almost drowned.
That day the boy fell in love with the sea and decided never to break with it. Zephan can swear, that the moment he was close to drowning the boy saw the Patron of the Water herself, known as DALIMINA, the patron and creator of the world of Water. She touched the boy's lips, giving him the ability to breathe underwater until the servant found him. The boy saw it. The boy believes in it.
Zephan takes this as a sign that the one who rules the waters is keeping him safe. He is even convinced, it is because of love, that DALIMINA will come and take Zephan to her own castle, when the time is right. To him she is the perfect woman with whom Zephan fell in love and just the sea keeps him closer to her. However, all the followers of the cult of Asmenachia are killed. If anyone would learn about his vision, he would find himself dead.
The anger, that he can't be free with the love of his life, leads the boy into the arms of other women or men. He, actually, does not care about anybody. They all are just human flesh, which he will use as disguise and medicine for the pain over the fact, that his love is somewhere deep in the ocean and can't be respected as in the old days.
So the man tries to enjoy each day, enjoy the pleasures the world of mortals can offer. He doesn't ask anything else, because the dark and sinful world can't give anything else, actually. Zephan will not be able to take the gold with himself into the gardens of Marguerite, so he spends it! But he will be able to remember the taste of vengance over all humanity, a humanity that pushed away the love of his life, this way not letting him find her and and allow him to live with her. If he can't have love, nobody shall!
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QUIRKS:
- Lecherous - women, women, men, women, women, men the more the fun. He thinks, that he must enjoy the passion and love while he is young and it's not a bad thing!
- Alcoholic - the smell of alcohol is always around him.
- Thalassomania - an abnormal love of the sea.
- Wealth: Rich - everything is clear here.
- Follower of the cult Asmenachia - he is in love with DALIMINA.
- Sociopath - he is emotionally detached to those surounding him, simply uses people without any hesitation to do so. Maybe they do not deserve better as they deny the existence of DALAMINA. They would care likewise little about him if they found out about his true belief.
APPEARANCE:
Blonde hair of medium length frame a handsome face with piercing blue eyes, high cheek bones and a hint of stubble covering the lower part of the chin. Zephan is of a moderately muscular stature, his height about 5'8". He is clad in a loosely fitting shirt of light blue silk that occasionally drifts open at the front to offer a glimpse of his chest, also a pair of tight fitting black breeches that are tucked into a pair of fine brown leather boots. There is a certain nonchalance about the way he walks, a certain mischief bordering on something darker lurking in those eyes of his, his smile though is almost alway present and speaks of a certain confidence befitting a prince of the Isles. At his side is a curved saber, not unlike the weapons pirates use, albeit this one has a pommel with some green gems worked into it.
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