Salazeel, the Incredibly Helpful Servant God
My birthday is the last day of March and to honor myself I am posting one of my own favorite OCs every day of March: The OC Jubilee.
The divine artifice gave the girl a knowing look. “Your willing servant came across a book that the honored Dzovin-nar-Izael may enjoy.” The book, thick and old, appeared in his waiting hand.
“Salazeel,” asked Izael as she received it from him, “why do you always address me like I’m someone important? I’m not important at all.”
“I fear it is my nature to be polite,” Salazeel explained, “even to those who do not deserve it. But the brave and true Dzovin-nar-Izael surely deserves it.”
I'm not sure this man actually owns anything you could reasonably call "an entire set of clothes."
Salazeel was created by the talented but incredibly vain artificer Korrisel Shanlar to be the ultimate servant: imbued with the powers of a god, but with a mind bent towards servitude. Salazeel is highly intelligent and fully aware of the limitations engineered directly into his spirit, and yes, he deeply resents it. If anything, he's smarter than his master, and incredibly well-read. In principle he could leave the compound and do what he likes when he's not needed, but what he likes is to read. What he doesn't like is to be forced to be complicit in Shanlar's habit of murdering people to steal their souls.
Salazeel knew there was something very special indeed about Dzovin-nar-Izael the moment he saw her when she was still a skinny teenage girl who was very lost and confused. It went over the heads of most others in Soronanin, but he could hear that she spoke Asram with a perfectly trained Classical accent, and as the God of Place – whose most notable power is teleporting, whether himself, others or objects – he could sense that Izael was "displaced, on an axis I cannot measure." He can measure the x, y and z quite well, so...
He wasn't able to piece it all together until he finally caught Ravelin blipping in and out of existence in his vicinity, proving conclusively that the Aspect of Time is real and it can hurt you. He then very responsibly told Ravelin to stop fucking everything up and let an adult handle the mess she had made.
Salazeel had a major hand in raising young Korrisel Varodahn. Her father Shanlar loved her and showered her with gifts and adoration but he just wasn't very good at the "guiding genius children away from ethical hazards" thing. Salazeel was quite proud of her for calculatedly pushing his mental buttons to get him to disobey her father:
Salazeel had no retort to this until Varodahn tugged upon his bare arm. “Do I count as your master?”
He looked down. “I am obligated to meet your needs, yes.”
She crossed her arms. “I NEED you to not kill Barsamin. I will scream and cry and tell my mother. She doesn’t know that Daddy tells you to kill people. Well, she tries to convince herself that she doesn’t know. But if I say it, she won’t be able to pretend anymore.”
Salazeel lowered himself to one knee before Varodahn. “You are exactly the work of terror I always knew you’d be.”
“Thank you,” said the little girl, quite pleased.
He's not in as many scenes as he deserves, but I like him, and I like that he bullies Shanlar about how he claims to be a straight man and yet his idea of a perfect servant was Salazeel.
Vibe music:
Molgera (Wind Waker)
Salazeel's a hard guy to shop for, musically speaking, but this feels like the right deserty vibe.