Sebastian Pravus

Sebastian Pravus
Social Rank	4
Fealty	Velenosa "Velenosa" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
House	Pravus
Gender	Male
Age	23
Religion	Pantheon
Vocation	Artisan
Height	6'1
Hair Color	Dark Brown
Eye Color	Sky Blue
Skintone	Pale
Family
Parents	Tommaso Pravus, Marjory Thrax
Siblings	Juliana Pravus, Fatima Thrax, Abbas Thrax
Uncles/Aunts	Leticia Pravus, Elton Pravus, Deva Velenosa, Carlotta Pravus, Niccolo Velenosa, Lynette Thrax, Zacharie Pravus, Gideon Thrax, Draco Thrax, Casivan Thrax, Piero Pravus
Cousins	Esera Velenosa, Jaenelle Velenosa, Gersard Pravus, Belladonna Pravus, Isolde Velenosa, Dagon Tyde, Donella Thrax, Leona Thrax, Valerius Thrax, Viviana Pravus, Denica Thrax, Lianne Pravus, Wyatt Thrax, Elonso Pravus, Jasher Thrax, Vanora Pravus, Remi Thrax, Castiel Thrax, Nicia Pravus
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Description

Dark brown hair, nearly always charmingly disheveled, hides just enough of his sky blue eyes to lend a touch of mystery, even if they sparke with wickedness from time to time. His aristocratic features are finely lined with a strong jaw, and straight nose, arched brows, and lips that curve easily into a wry smirk or a rakishly boyish smile. He has a slender yet athletic form, and his hands bear a few minor imperfections due to the work that he does with them, marking him as some manner of artisan.

Personality

Sebastian waits for inspiration to shake him out of profoundly disinterested lethargic ambivalence. He puts little effort into almost anything he does, except when the inspiration for a new work of art seizes him and he relentless pursue with a single-minded devotion and intensity. For these times, he'll work obsessively until he has created the vision that drove him before retreating back to his general malaise. Unfortunately for others, sometimes he sees individuals in the same way, picturing them as the rough ingredients that could be molded into perfection, or deftly removing an aspect of their personality he finds gauche. Sebastian's favorite art might well be people, manipulating them with a deft hand to mold a personality into a perfect tapestry, with a callous disregard for their happiness. He has a cruel faculty for it, a talent judging everyone else by their perceived imperfections that intrigue him enough to desire their removal. No matter how many serving girls and low tier noble ladies are told to avoid him at all cost, he's rarely lacking for women willing to give him their attention... or a trail of broken individuals that despise him.

Background

Born just twenty minutes after his sister Juliana, a fact which she rarely lets him forget, Sebastian had the life of wealth and privilege any young lord could come to expect in Setarco. As he grew into a life of opulent but dull comfort, he felt listless and was left craving intellectual stimulation and deeper sensations, and discovered he had two passions. He enjoyed the act of creating artistically, controlling a piece and molding it into haunting works to evoke precisely the right emotions from precisely the right people. Perhaps even more than that first passion, he was intrigued so deeply by what motivated people that saw his art. What made them experience joy, sorrow, wonder, or rage. He studied their quirks, their dreams and goals, and how to manipulate and evoke precisely the right response with his art... and then his words... and then his actions. They were art, after all, and so many could be so much better if they were clay under his hands. Inevitably, in many cases, he'd be captivated with some commoner woman and see what it took for her to not just love him, but worship him, before casting her away as another experiment. His callousness had the family spending a small fortune to keep covering up these dramatic scandals of broken individuals left in his wake, as well as moving him from one southern court to the next until the pressure had died down some. As such, he spent a good deal of his time outside of major cities, and while his sister often accompanied him, he would often return to his first passion in art. He would never consider himself a master, but the passion and drive was still there, and soon he'd be attracting the interest of individuals with the most interesting flaws that could be sliced away with a word. And so it would begin again. After the last scandal in Setarco, he was sent to Arx, where perhaps his talents would serve the family well, if he could just be controlled.