Sebastian ?Sebas? Grimwulf
The Dayborne Shadow, Arcane Sovereign of the Veiled Sun
Origins

Sebastian Grimwulf was born into a minor noble house known more for ambition than influence. From childhood, he possessed two defining traits:

A mind that dissected problems like clockwork.

A patience that unsettled even his tutors.

He excelled in the arcane arts early, specializing in evocation with surgical precision. While other students flung fire wildly, Sebastian shaped lightning into threads and frost into blades. His magic was never excessive.

It was efficient.

But power alone was not enough. He quietly trained in subtler disciplines?lockpicking, coded correspondence, social manipulation, stealth. He learned that kingdoms were not toppled by fireballs.

They were toppled by information.

The Rewriting of a Curse

When Sebastian discovered an ancient vampire lord entombed beneath forgotten catacombs, he did not approach in desperation.

He approached with a thesis.

He had already mapped out a ritual combining advanced necromancy with evocation matrices designed to restructure vampirism itself. The vampire believed he was granting immortality.

In truth, he was becoming raw material.

The ritual erupted in silent stormlight. Solar sigils burned into stone. Necrotic energy twisted under Sebastian?s control.

When it ended:

The vampire was ash.

Sebastian Grimwulf rose as something unprecedented.

A vampire.

Edited.

The Daywalker

Sebastian is no creature of the night.

Sunlight does not burn him.

It empowers him.

Through the altered arcane structure of his undeath, he metabolizes solar energy into magical fuel. Daylight strengthens his evocation reserves and stabilizes his form.

Under the sun:

His skin holds natural warmth.

His eyes gleam like polished silver.

His presence feels vibrant and composed.

He casts no unnatural shadow. He walks openly through city streets at noon.

And no one suspects.

Arcane & Roguish Mastery

Sebas blends three disciplines seamlessly.

? Evocation ? Solar Precision

Sun-infused lightning bolts that strike silently

Radiant frostfire that burns and crystallizes simultaneously

Concentrated beams of controlled solar force

Heat siphoned from sunlight to empower spells

He does not devastate battlefields.

He removes targets.

? Necromancy ? Controlled Sovereignty

Silent life-drain drawn through touch

Shadows infused with bound spirit-fragments

Brief reanimation for interrogation

Reinforced undead physiology far beyond traditional vampirism

Death, to him, is a tool. Not a spectacle.

? Rogue Craft ? The Elegant Knife

Soundless movement across marble floors

Master of locks, codes, poisons, and hidden passages

Expert manipulator of noble courts

Collector of secrets instead of gold

Sebastian does not rule kingdoms.

He influences those who do.

The Veil of Borrowed Warmth

Though sunlight empowers him, Sebastian maintains his signature arcane weave: The Veil of Borrowed Warmth.

Originally designed to hide undeath, it now enhances his control over perception.

At night, it perfectly simulates life:

A steady heartbeat

Subtle breath

Natural warmth

Living complexion

By day, it amplifies his vitality, making him appear strikingly human.

Only powerful divine or arcane detection reveals the truth: his life is sustained by structured magic, not biology.

Sebastian understands a simple truth:

If people believe you are alive, they treat you as such.

And that grants access.

Nature of His Undeath

Beneath the Veil:

His true body temperature runs cool.

His heart does not truly beat.

His blood is arcane ichor infused with solar charge.

Yet he experiences sensation fully?perhaps more intensely than mortals.

Warmth against his skin is electric. A living pulse beneath his fingertips hums like power waiting to be drawn. He can amplify or dull sensation at will by channeling evocation currents through his nervous system.

Pleasure is not denied to him.

It is curated.

Attachment is rare.

When he chooses someone, it is deliberate?and fiercely guarded.

When the Mask Drops

If enraged or pushed into true combat:

The air grows cold despite sunlight.

His skin pales to marble-white.

Frost patterns trace faintly along his veins.

His eyes blaze like eclipsed suns.

In that state, he is less a nobleman?

More a calculated extinction event.

Personality

Sebastian ?Sebas? Grimwulf is:

Smooth, articulate, and unsettlingly calm

Patient beyond mortal limits

Polite without ever being submissive

Intensely protective over what he considers his

He dislikes:

Sloppy thinking

Loud arrogance

Blind zealotry

He secretly enjoys:

Sunlight through tall stained-glass windows

Midnight piano melodies

Feeling the warmth of someone close enough to hear their pulse

Reputation

Whispers follow him:

?He walks at noon without fear.?

?He trades secrets that collapse dynasties.?

?He once infiltrated a cathedral simply to test their wards.?

?If frost gathers on your window in summer? Sebastian Grimwulf is already aware of you.?