Eldritch Presence

Bound in a Pact to a being called The Unbegotten Colors (a Pact that can only break if Siward dies or loses his mind to that otherworldly force), Siward can draw upon the entity's terrifying and unfathomable power -- or have it forcefully worked through him.

Siward is a young man with a remarked lack of presence. This is a combination of being short of stature, small in build, and subdued in demeanor, with reserved body language and a quiet tone of voice. He has taken to wearing colors reminiscent of the reds and purples of his bonds, but also wears a dark cloak overtop it all so that he's not overly eye-catching. His hair is short and somewhat unruly, red shot through with white streaks as if prematurely aging, while his dark green eyes are uncommonly tired. His skin is moderately tanned, thanks to the desert sun.

Proving that 'nurture' can't always beat 'nature', Siward is a quiet and gentle young man despite all expectations that he grow up to be proud and powerful. His childhood years beat him down rather than build him up, though it's something of a miracle that his heart learned any kindness at all. His role models were something of an insular group, and nothing but his own innate sense of fairness was there to tell him that all people deserved kindness and not just their own selective social circle. He did, on the other hand, come out with a submissive streak that's hard for him to shake. He obeys orders and goes along with things even when he doesn't want to (like eldritch rituals) because he was never given the freedom to truly choose any course of action for himself.

A lack of unconditional love from his immediate family (he was loved, but it was very much conditional!) left Siward craving it rather than learning to live without it. He does not have the confidence to be very forward about it, but he is incredibly affectionate all the same. His trio of bonds get this expressed with physical contact (cuddle-piles are the absolute best), but people he considers friends will find themselves given more thoughtful shows of his platonic affections. Siward is the kind of person who never forgets a birthday, and who pays attention to offhand mentions that others might forget.

Growing up as the son of the leaders of a cult worshiping The One That Withers (one of the great many ancient eldritch beings of the multiverses), it was only to be expected that Siward would be exposed to a great many unspeakable rituals along the way. After all, he was expected to follow in his parents' footsteps and rise to a position of exalted servitude under their patron entity, to the extent that he was given as an offering during one of said rituals so that he might be indwelt by one of the entity's many unbegotten offspring.

Then it turned out that said offspring was just as uninterested in living up to expectations as Siward was. The Unbegotten Colors, as It was known, had no more wanted to bound in pact with a material creature than Siward had wanted to be the anchor of an omnipresent being. They had that in common, but It had a streak of rebelliousness that Siward sorely lacked, and so It swept the human away through the far reaches of the darkest ether and deposited him on a world where neither of them would, hopefully, ever have to be bothered by expectations set upon them ever again.

Standing for the bonding of Great Beasts came about as a way to bind him more solidly to the material worlds, to give his troubled thoughts voices to hear that were not born from the edges of eldritch madness. The Unbegotten Colors is really quite benign towards its pacted 'servant', all things considered, but the scale of being between them is even greater than if Siward himself were to look down upon an ant between his feet. He may be conscious of it, but accidents easily happen when tiny things are momentarily forgotten. It doesn't really want to drive Siward utterly mad and thereby sever their link, since then It might be found and dragged through another ritual to Pact with an even less tolerable human, and that simply won't do.

After his bonding, Siward was swept off again, this time to the Alveary where, It thought, the young man could be easily overlooked in the colorful medley of the ranch's inhabitants.