Seraphina Blumenkrantz
Fraulein Seraphina Blumenkrantz
Once human, now... something more.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
She is solidly built and imposing, busty and muscular underneath her modest clothing. Her flesh ripples and mutates horrifically when she is angry or fighting. Her mutations are forced to appear when exposed to saltwater.
Body Features
Big of muscles and large of chest, she is easy to spot in a crowd. Her hands are tough and calloused from months of swinging a maul and carving wood sculptures.
Special abilities
As a simic hybrid, she has many mutations that manifest on her body, including ragged cartilaginous wings that sprout from her back and acid glands in her mouth.
When she mutates, features of fish, cephalopods, snakes, and body structures like eyes and teeth manifest on her skin, flowing, morphing, and undulating without her control.
Apparel & Accessories
She dresses in modest clothing. It is never anything expensive, and what she has is threadbare hand-me-downs she's gotten from neighbors and cheap stores in the South ward. She keeps a luckstone with her at all times.
With her change in career, she now wears nicer dresses and clothes, in addition to her maid uniform. She has a tunic and breeches for exercise and combat practice, and binds her chest before going into battle for ease of maneuverability.
Mental characteristics
Gender Identity
Female
Sexuality
Ambiguous, though she is finding that she is more attracted to women and ama'il than men. Love, sex, and attraction are new to her and she is still trying to figure out how it all works.
Education
No formal education, aside from some adventurer classes at AAA.
Employment
Seraphina is currently working as a maid, assistant, and companion to Lady Mirabella Rosebriar.
Accomplishments & Achievements
She survived. Out of everything in her life so far, she survived the horrors of her creation, and that means a lot to her. She is proud of her accomplishments since, and seeks to become undefeatable in battle so that she can better protect her friends and found family.
Mental Trauma
Subjected to vile experimentation, she is no longer who she once was, and has the mental trauma and scars to show for it. She suffers from nightmares and often initially freezes at the sight of things that remind her of blood and gore. She is nervous around doctors and chirurgeons. She is afraid of pigs, cows, and horses.
Intellectual Characteristics
She isn't quick-minded or particularly charismatic. She is, at times, slow on the uptake of ideas, but by no means is she thoroughly unintelligent. She is a slow reader and easily succumbs to magic and effects that target the mind. This is the due to the lobotomizations and procedures forced upon her during her durance in the necroalchemical labs.
Morality & Philosophy
She does not like to harm innocent people. She really doesn't like it when people try to prey on the innocent and helpless. She tries to be a good person, as she believes that is the natural thing everyone should try to do.
Personality Characteristics
Savvies & Ineptitudes
She took to learning combat abilities well, and she is a dutiful, diligent worker. She is prone to making errors under duress though.
Likes & Dislikes
She likes animals, pastries, theater, alcoholic drinks (particularly doppelbock bier and cider), and wood carving. She dislikes macabre things, leeches, and flies. She is working to overcome her fear of horses, cows, and pigs.
Vices & Personality flaws
Shy and easily spooked, she is cautious around others. She's not opposed to opening up to others, she just needs time to get used to it. She is becoming better at talking about her condition, but still tries to hide it as best she can.
Hygiene
Seraphina keeps the hygiene that is proper for any upstanding modern citizen with access to proper facilities should.
Social
Contacts & Relations
Works for Mirabella Rosebriar and sees her like a sister.
Intimately involved with Violet Villeneuve, and has crushes on a few other people.
Family Ties
Unofficially adopted daughter of Mourn Stormscale and Isolde St. Clair. Acting big sister to Tristan and Tobias Stormscale.
Religious Views
She regularly visits the temples of Eriu and Nicodemus. She has recently started visiting the temple of Fodla and leaving offerings at the shrine of Elowyn.
Social Aptitude
Shy and inconfident, she is easily intimidated and has trouble speaking up. She is deferential to everyone, apologizing frequently and avoiding confrontation as best she can.
Hobbies & Pets
She has adopted a blink dog named Sam. Sam is 60 years old and blind, and views Sera as a puppy that needs to be looked after. Though she is teaching him Common, they are able to understand each other mostly on an intuitive level.
Speech
She tends to... speak with lots of pauses, umms, ehhs, and ahhs.
Wealth & Financial state
Poor
A laundry worker in the South Ward, living day to day life.
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Alignment
Neutral Good
Age
25
Birthplace
???
Children
Current Residence
Noble Quarter, Rosebrier Mansion
Gender
Female
Eyes
Red
Hair
Copper Red
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale
Height
5'9"
Weight
190 lbs
Today I am Furious
5th of November, 1883
I had a nightmare, a nightmare shared by many of my peers and friends. In it, I was put through so many tortures. It felt so real. I lost control of myself, my body couldn't stop from changing. I felt exposed, I felt naked and ashamed in front of everyone I know. And even though everyone was supportive (which made me cry inside; everyone is far kinder to me than they have a right to be), it was painful. So painful. And then I was back there...
I was chained. I saw everything I had hoped to forget forever. All the pain felt real, like my own nightmares bled into the one I was sharing. I was chained, I saw all the horrible creations, forced chimeras, and terrible things that they had done to all those poor people and animals. That they had done to me. And I knew I was next. I fought and fought but I couldn't break free. Even though Missus Cardinal said it wasn't real, it felt so real that I couldn't stand it. I tore up my wrists to get away. And that's not the only horrible thing. I think I swung at Muse when I had no face. I struck Violet in fear and I felt horrible. I would never willingly hurt her, or Muse, or anyone else. I felt like a monster.
I felt like a monster all over again. Like I was maskerading as a person, something that is never meant to be a real human anymore. People started dying. And when Lady Bella died, something in me broke. I couldn't do anything anymore. I was overcome with exhaustion, so much so that I fell over dead then and there.
And then... And then I woke up before Morwen's cage. He tried to convince us to hate the gods. He tried to convince us to give up. And I got so angry. Not at the gods, but at him. At that scaly mean ass in the cage who played upon all our weaknesses, even if it was just his dreaming mind that did so. But then again, who knows if Morwen lucid dreams or not.
I am angry that I was shamed and exposed. I am angry that I felt so low. I am angry that I was tortured so. I am angry and have no outlet for it and it makes my skin itchy. But if that stupid dragon thinks he can escape, then gods help me I will slam my hammer so hard into his face that I'll knock all his teeth out.
I want to remember this anger, this rage. Cus if I don't I think I will give up entirely. Why do I still live? Just to suffer?
I am tired, so I will rest now. Maybe things will get better.
T0day I am a Failure
17th of September, 1883
Today I am a failure. I am a failure because I could not protect Her Ladyship from capture. I am a failure for not getting to Lord Ramsey in time to prevent his death, even though Graceful Elowyn brought him back to life. I am a failure at being a guardian, a failure for not staying with Her Ladyship when she needed me most. I am a failure and even if the latter of those things was beyond my control, I still feel that I must blame myself.
Because I am a monster. Because I am useless, inattentive, and weak.
Weak because I cannot protect the people I care about. Weak because it should have been me to fall. It is my duty to be the shield, the impassable wall that defends all. The undefeatable protector that slaughters evil and smites the wicked. But I could not, I did not, and the failure is my burden to bear. I do not deserve Her Ladyship's kindness and generosity. I do not deserve Miss Violet's affection. I do not deserve to forgive myself. I have one more reason to dislike my existence.
All I can do is make sure it never happens again. That I stand in for the people I care about when they would otherwise suffer grievous wounds. That I seek penance from the gods and from those I have failed. Today I am a failure. I do not like this feeling. I do not want to be one ever again. And if I shall fall in battle, I want to do so knowing that it was for a good cause, that it is while protecting others, the only thing I am supposed to be good at. I should not exist. I should have died and stayed dead from what those necromancers did to me. Instead I live. I suffer. I frighten others and I bleed less often than I should. In their names and in the names of the gods, I ask for punishment--and if not punishment, then atonement, for to ask for forgiveness is to place the burden of my mistakes, my transgressions.
For I am a failure.
Seraphina Blumenkrantz the Useless
*Tears have stained the page*
Today I am Learning
21st of July, 1883
I went to a ball tonight, thrown in honor of me and all the other adventurers who helped out with the Montaigne village situation. I was very nervous at first and I even fainted, but Lady Bella was patient with me and helped me get a dress, too. I did not have time to learn how to dance so I was very very scared still. Lady Bella's mother was there and she tried to apologize for mistreating Bella. She seemed sincere and it was hard to tell if she was lying, if at all, but Bella was so scared that she couldn't even move. I figure, though, that even if her mother is being sincere, it is still not okay that her own daughter was petrified of just the sight of her. I do not care if that woman is sincere or not--as long as Lady Bella needs me, then that woman shall no longer harm or frighten her ever again. She left not long after, so that was good at least. The night was more fun after that.
I did not expect to dance with anyone, save for Lady Bella perhaps, but Miss Violet ended up asking me to dance! I was so nervous but she was the very picture of elegance and grace as we danced. She did get awfully close sometimes, and looking back I am impressed that I did not faint dead away right then and there because of it! Maybe if I did, she would have had to catch me in her arms? Ah, but she is not as physically strong as I and I am far broader and denser--for all I know she might have accidentally dropped me if I were to have fainted. How funny would that have been, haha? Probably not all that funny, now that I think of it... But Miss Violet also invited me to a party she is throwing, too--it is to be much smaller and relaxed, so I am not worried about going to hers.
Countess Grunstrom also danced with me. She is very nice and patient with me, and she offered me some advice too. She suggested I write down everything I learn at the ball--and after every ball I go to--so that I will stop being so nervous and afraid of events like that. It is hard to be afraid of things you get used to. So I have decided to do that. I shall have my notes in this journal so I will be ready for the next ball.
Things I noticed at the ball:
-People tend to stay with people they know
-Dancing isn't necessarily something super intimate or singularly important since anyone can ask anyone to dance
-There are many places for guests to go instead of just staying in the ballroom or the dining hall
-Be wary, some people fight with words and emotions when they see people they do not like but aren't allowed to make a big deal over
I will add more if I think of any, but for now I think this is good! Overall, I had fun.
Today I am Scared, but That is Not That Different From Normal
14th of July, 1883
I got this journal a while ago and I know that I wanted to write in it but I kept forgetting and I figured that I should do something involving writing.
I have learned that I am scared of a great many things. A lot of it seems to do with other people. But also with myself. I think I'm more scared of myself.
Lady Bella is pregnant. I started to wonder what that would be like. To carry a child inside of me. Would it be possible? Because I started to wonder.
Do I even have the organs to be able to have a child?
What if I have fish roe instead of human parts?
Would I lay eggs instead of have a child?
Was I truly made to be so grotesque?
Why does this uncertainty frighten me?
Not that it matters. I am not courting anyone--not that anyone would want a monster like me. I am not so boldly free and confident with my body the way Miss Violet is. And I am no romantic soul the way Lord Esch is either, with all his fancy words and gentlemanly charms. Lady Jaeger thought I looked attractive the other night, but I do not know if I believe her. She doesn't see the all of me.
I wish I knew why I cannot seem to accept the kindness or praise others give me. Praise is such a nice thing. I wish I could make myself accept it.