Senti Ballahast

Senti Ballahast
Pronouns	He / Him
Species	Elvaari / Sectum Hybrid
Division	Contingency Division
Role	Mobile Task Unit [MTU]
Height	195cm / 6'4 ft.
Age	24
Birth Date	2nd Brewfest
Zodiac	Gluttonous Spectre
Aspect	Wind
Family	Father - Elvaari Historian (alive) Mother - Dinoponera Ant Sectum Janitor (deceased)

“Just forget that you saw me ... I-I was never here.”

A mysterious MTU for the Adventurer’s Guild who hides himself in the shadows, known for his swift work on the field, but not his social skills. Senti is an Elvaari - Sectum Hybrid practically raised within the confides of his father’s workplace. Joining the Guild was how his father could protect him afar and Senti's way of learning more about the world through action.

Appearance

A tall lanky humanoid male, his body is mostly covered in rags, the only visible part of his body is his eyes. Without all the cover, he has light grey skin, jet black hair and droopy yellow eyes with mid eye bags. His facial appearance is very much like every other Elvaari as well as the signature pointed ears. However every other part of him is Sectum, under his mask he has insect mandibles, a set of antenna and 6 insectoid limbs that end with 3-tipped claws.

His regular attire is that of formal wear, a suit that is sectioned into 2 halves to allow for his second set of arms to move freely. Despite it being formal wear, Senti wears shorts, mostly due to how his legs are in appearance and functionality, it makes it hard for him to move properly on the field in addition to most tailors not making long pants viabile for most Sectums. And due to his insectoid feet he cannot wear proper footwear, leading him to wear tailored sandals made for most creatures with adnormal feet.

Personality

He is a very curious but shy individual despite his stand-offish looks. He craves to be able to hold a conversation with people but breaksdown into a nervous fit everytime he tries. There are times where his thirst for knowledge outweighs his fears and he can proceed to yap endlessly until he realises he talked too much and runs off.

Biography

"A hand grazed through his hair, giving the young Senti a form of comfort. He was nested by the bedside, leaning his head into the person's hand. As the sunlight beamed through the hospital's window, the sounds of staff scampering about can be heard in the distance, accompanied by the sound of a beeping heart-monitor. His father was outside the room, his aggitated voice could be heard from the outside.

All these different sounds are overwhelming, but where Senti is at the moment drowned them all out, he was at peace. All felt right in the world, until the individual leaned int close to his ear and whispered to him,

“Child. It pains me to say our goodbyes like this, but I have not much time left to be by your side. I am frustrated that I will not be there to see you grow into a fine young man... but I am confident that you will be one in the future. And tell your father that if he does a poor job in raising you I will come back from the beyond to give him a good trashing. You both were the best things to have happened to me, and always remember, I...love yo..”

The inconsistant beeps from the monitor come to a standstill as it rings through the room. The hand that caressed his head went limp and dropped to the bed. The sounds became louder and louder, until Senti woke up in a cold sweat.

“...huff..ha... That dream again...”

As he sits in his father's office, Senti asked the same question he has asked his father on numerous occassions.

“Father, I think I am ready to join the outside wor-”

The snap of a closed book rang through the office as an older Elvaari man gives out a tired sigh.

“Son, you ask me this question every year before your birthday. And my answer will always be the same. It's too dangerous outside, who knows what will happen to you.”

The younger of the two starts to shrink away as his father's response. It was the answer he had expected but he has hoped that maybe this year would be different. Senti proceeded to pick up his books that he had left scattered at his table. Numerous books on adventures, monsters and people. He wanted to know about them all but being stuck in here for maybe even the rest of his life won't help him in this endeavour. He pushed the question again to his father, giving him every reason as to why he has to go outside. He can't keep living like this.

Ever since his mother's passing, Senti became trapped in his own home. His father's overbearing protectiveness essentially gated Senti from ever leaving his sight or home. He was once a very active and loud child but the minimal interaction he has with others outside his father had made him more docile, shy even. Now whenever people visit his father, he practically runs at the drop of a pin, choosing to view people from afar to satisfy his curiousity. Within his father's office, he has his own section where he keeps journals that he had created over the years. Inside are drawings, notes and information about different things he had examined through his life within these walls, ranging from people to animals and plants. But he wanted more, he wanted to learn more and experience them for himself.

Eventually, as more years go by and Senti has come of age (to some extent), his father finally gave into his demands and allowed him to be on his own in the outside. But only if he registered himself under the Adventurer’s Guild. Being once associated with the Guild, his father trusts them to be able to look after his son. Originally he wanted Senti to follow in his footsteps and join the Archivist Division but he refrained from influencing his child's decision, he had barred him from freedom of choice for too long, he needed to let go.

Senti eventually ended up choosing the Contingency Division since it sounded the most versitile division, which could allow him to encounter many different life experiences. Never would he thought he would soon be the token speedy deliveryman.

On Hands

Arcane Focus : Pocket Watch

Since young, Senti has always had a poor attunement to the arcane despite being of Elvaari heritage. Strongly due to the influence of his mother’s genetics, Senti requires an arcane focus to channel arcane energy. This comes in the form of a pocket watch gifted by his father. The pocket watch itself is silver in color and material. Engraved on it at the numbers '520', Senti does not know of its meaning and his father elaborated no further than "It was once your mother's, it was my gift to her. Now it's yours."

Journal #381

A fresh skinned journal that Senti brought along with him from home to document his future finds and experiences. One of these notes included his fascination with the Contingency Division's Headmaster, being 3 Goblins in a trenchcoat. Where they co-dependant? Bonded togther? Or do they just like being 3 Goblins in a trenchcoat. He hopes to interview them on that topic one day.

Trivia

- Whenever he's nervous in conversation, his left leg will bob uncontrollably, wanting to run but he can't. It can get to the point where his rapid tapping will leave a dent in the ground he was standing on.

- He has a very big appetite and can eat almost anything, but his favourite has to be apple pie.

- Having spent most of his time reading books, Senti has learnt to read many different types of languages and tongues. But he lacks the communication skills to speak any of them.

- His legs are quite powerful, allowing him to jump great heights and run long distances. Making him the perfect delivery guy.

Gallery

If you look outside and you see an ant, one of them might be him.