Brother Seven

      SEX:
      → Male
 
      BIRTH PLACE:
      → Drachma
 
      RACE:
      → Drachman/Ishvallan
 
      DATE OF BIRTH:
      → November 5th 1980
 
 
 
 
      HEIGHT:
      → Seven foot, one inch
 
      WEIGHT:
      → Three hundred twenty five pounds
 
      PICTURE:
      →

Spoiler:

 
    DESCRIPTION:
      → Brother Seven is a monster to behold when he is not laden with thick black robes, indeed even when draped so his silhouette is intimidating enough. Standing taller than but the most grotesque and misshapen of men, Seven takes little note of his hugeness when interacting with others, acting as though he were merely the same as all others around him. Under the robes, Seven looks more like a double-muscle Dutch bull than he does human, as his brawn is so massive as it would appear even his muscles have muscles of their own. When exposed, one can see a network of scars across his form, especially upon his back which is indeed little more than a permanent mess of scar tissue and hardened callouses. His strange genetics have caused various mutations throughout his system, giving him a degenerate, almost sub-human appearance about the face, as though he were from a different epoch, however the looks of a dullard hide a powerful though difficult to understand mind. What more, he also possesses incredible muscle memory that allows him to mimic movements astonishingly well and give him reflexes beyond what would be expected of a being his size. When Seven moves, it is with purpose, there is never a wasted step or movement and he will always prefer to take a direct route even if he needs to create one.
 
A note on his scarring: the average observer will think these to be the result random flagellation, probably self inflicted. While it is true that some of these are indeed from self-flagellation, a large sum of the scars are infact his religious doctrine and the alchemical secrets within. The worst of the scars on his back and hands are in fact alkahestric circles.
 
 
 
      PERSONALITY:
      →  Seven is greatly lacking in what most would call general intelligence, however he possesses an eidetic memory for symbols, numbers, and the spoken/written word. Though, for example, he might not be able to read a language, he would be able to look at a book and draw out all of the words in order.  He is, however, an easily mold-able mind, in fact he seems to automatically align with any whom stand his presence. Underneath all of this, Seven is a highly fanatical adherent to a strange and arcane religion. Somewhere between gnosticism and mysticism, Seven worships a being who represents wisdom and denial of the flesh, who preaches the use of alchemy and other resources to modify oneself into an Ideal which could eventually transcend from the realm of flesh to a Realm of Forms. Seven represents Protection, though what he protects is highly variable and is often dependent upon whomever he currently calls master.
 
If one were to peer into Severn's dull dray eyes and see his soul, one might find somewhat of a void staring back at them, his mind and personality being little more than tools to an ingrained purpose. All of his actions, thoughts, and words are done for some strange purpose that even he seems to have a difficult time explaining. He claims to be an unfinished clay vessel, built for a purpose but unfinished. He searches for what will eventually finish and complete him, to allow him a step closer to reaching beyond this world.
 
When speaking or when acting, Seven seems to work almost on instinct and on the spur of his mind, hardly ever taking the time to think things over. If he is given an order then he fulfills it to the best of his ability without reconsidering it. If he is set on an idea of his own then you'll have a hard time stopping him. To him, Action and Thought are as one, choosing to go with any and every gut feeling that might come to him as he sees it as part of unifying his mind and body together, an important feature of his beliefs. That said, Seven is capable of learning from his mistakes and capable of holding himself back if the case is significantly important enough or his current master has strictly forbade certain actions.
 
      LOVE:
      → Working with his hands, repetitive tasks, exercising (body and mind), meditation/praying, reading grimoires, protecting
 
      HATE:
      → Being persecuted for his appearance, being denied his right to worship as he pleases, being denied information (even if its in a language he does not know), not having something to protect, showing weakness
 
      DEEPEST SECRET:
      →

Deepest Secret:

 
    IDOL:
      → The Golem whom Brother Seven models himself after. He sees the legendary creature as a symbol of protection and strength at the cost of all else, seeing in it the strength of truth and the finality of death.
 
 
      HISTORY:
      →The Holy Order of Abraxas is shrouded in darkness and mystery and is often thought to be a long extinct cult or a load of superstitious nonsense. They were said to have risen near to the time of the founding of the Ishvalen religion, being a splinter group that felt a similar drive towards living a simple and spiritual life. However instead of worshipping the earth deity Ishvala and being compelled against alchemic practices, this splinter group pledged their prayers to a cosmic being called Abraxas and felt alchemy was a way to come closer to and eventually join with their deity. This, of course, led to their constant persecution both from Ishvalens who saw this cult as a cruel mockery of the true faith and from alchemical purists who saw them as superstitious and absurd. This led the cult to always remain small and mobile, have travelled and stayed for a time in many locales; in some cases leaving small splinter groups, and in other having their numbers reduced by angry mobs. Perhaps of the lands longest tolerant of this cult were the lands of Xing, whom could appreciate to an extent the cult’s combination of spirituality and the science of alchemy. It was while in Xing that the Cult of Abraxas would take on traits similar to Xingian monasteries and adopt Alkahestry as their primary practice.
 
The Order would at times glean attention from curious and powerful sponsors, often individuals interested in the occult and the potential power that might be gleaned from it. One such sponsor was a Drachman Boyar (landed noble) called Kazimir Zolnerowich, who believed the Order could be his key to obtaining control of the country. He felt that these Alkahestric monks with their modified bodies could act as spies and assassins while under the guise of a religious order. Boyar Kazimir gifted the use of his Winter Palace to the order whom transformed it into their own combination of a commune and a monastery. In return the Order worked for the power-hungry noble’s cause, eventually resulting in a minor civil war when Kasimir attempted a coup. This power struggle ended in favor of the incumbents and resulted in the execution of the offending Boyar and the seizing of his lands. The Order, however, was left unmolested as their hand in Kasimir’s treachery was unknown and the former palace was in too harsh an area to be deemed worth taking.
 
It was many years after this time that a child called Seven was born and like all others born to the Order he was given a purpose and a path. A misshapen child, grotesque and wrong in form and mind, the order took him as raw material and sealed his flesh with two powerful alkahestric sigils laid upon each other to give him a shape befitting of their needs. These seals stopped his body from processing myostatin and increased the development of glial cells in his visual cortex at the cost of rendering him permanently sterile and being highly impressionable to suggestion. This was, however, considered an honor within the Order as he was essentially given a straight path towards eventually ascension as he unified mind and body while also providing the Order with a powerful tool. As with any tool of great worth, Seven was forged, honed, and cared for through all his years, though as with most members of his order his wants and needs were few and far between. Overtime Seven grew into a monstrously powerful man of strange talent and purpose.
 
On the eighteenth year of Seven’s life, he was given his Ideal, his purpose that he would be forever dedicated to. This Ideal was Protection; in fact it was the Ideal that the Order had long sculpted him to be. With his savant-like mind and massive physical strength, the Order planned to feed into his brain all of the most important knowledge of the Order and all other possible sources of esoteric knowledge, where it would be kept safe behind Seven’s might and loyalty. However, their walking library was not to be under their control for long. Overtime, Seven began to actually learn from the strange symbols he memorized, he began to learn language beyond the ancient and archaic Ishvalen tongue of the Order.  It was a combination of this learning and the mistake of a lesser acolyte that would lead to Seven’s disappearance from the Order.
 
Within the Order’s Scriptorium Seven was given a designated area where he was to receive documents to memorize. Like clockwork each day, Seven would come to this cramped cubby-like space where he would scan page after page, unknowing of their meaning, into the repository of his mind. However, one day an acolyte moving various files of less arcane meaning left the documents by mistake in Seven’s cubby as he hurried along to a less tiresome task. Again, like clockwork, Seven began to scan the documents, however something was different about these words. He understood them; he read them rather than merely memorizing their shape. The document was a genealogical file focused upon a generations long breeding program in an attempt to create a being who’s Ideal would be Apothesis. The document, however, described that the creature eventually produced from this process was inbred and malformed, as far from God as animal is from man. This child was given the name Seven.
 
He could not quite comprehend the feelings that welled within him; he had only ever known the Order, the people whom he loved and thought loved him back. However the words that described what could have only been he, such terrible things that pierced deeply into his heart of hearts. It was because of this that Seven would disappear into the cold night and not be heard from again by his beloved Order. He would trek through the lands of the world a mendicant and a monster, being pitied by some but feared by far more. In some places he would find temporary masters whom would use his brawn to their whims. In others, his savant talents would be discovered, only to be abused for mundane and self-absorbed purposes. And yet, he continues on, travelling from master to master, any with the will to dominate, subjugate, and control him. He was last seen entering Creta, apparently with an appointment to meet a woman named Rachel.
 
 
 
 
    TRIVIA:
      → Seven is a mendicant which means he keeps only very limited personal materials and lives primarily off of the charity of others. His current possessions include the following: black robes, sandels, a clay bowl, a wooden spoon, a sack, a blanket, and a copy of his religious text.
    → Drachman Archaic Ishvallan Broken Amestrian Cretian Any other language when he repeats heard words that he does not understand
 
 
 
      ALIAS:
      → Brother Seven
 
      OTHER CHARACTERS:
      → First
 
    CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
      → *Wink*
 
      FACE CLAIM:

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[b]Dark Sun[/b] - [i]Half-Giant[/i]

    CUSTOM RANK:
      → The Man of Clay
 
    OFFICIAL TITLE:
      → The Sculpted Man

CASE FILE THING: Should say "Alkahestrist/Cretan Militant" rather than "Alkahestrist/Cretan" Minor tidbit. xD;;
PERSONALITY: You're 48 words short. :3

Alright, it should be fixed up now.

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Just be sure to post in the Cretan Task Force classifieds, mkay? :3