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Age: 22
Gender: Male
Role: Peasant farmer
Appearance: Setep's countenance is pleasant; liquid brown almond-shaped eyes are framed by thick black brows and, though the expression in them is kind, true feeling is often disguised and guarded. His face is even and handsome, with mocha-coloured skin darkened by the sun, a straight regal nose, high cheek-bones and full, delicate-pink lips. His hair is shaved close to his head; a style that might be unflattering to some but highlights a quiet, almost androgynous beauty in Setep's profile

His build is lean from working in the fields and his height is unremarkable. He moves as if each step is completely deliberate, each touch intricately controlled. When he swings his scythe to cut down the flax in his father's fields, the stems seem to offer so little resistance it is as if they are willingly being cut down and, in mutual respect, he places each bundle into his woven basket with infinite care.

Setep's clothing is simple; a linen kilt or calasiris is wrapped around his hips and held in place with a woven leather belt. His feet are bare, as is his chest. He wears no other ornamentation save for a necklace of beads made of horn and polished stones from which hangs a small horn amulet; one of his most prized possessions.
Heka user? No
Brief bio: Abandoned as a newborn, Setep was found left at the bottom of the white city walls by a farmer whilst out early one morning to tend his crops. The farmer, a middle-aged man called Ptaph, took the boy in, seeing it as a sign from the gods. Ptaph's wife, Meryamun, was barren and with the importance the Kemetians placed on fertility, the couple were ashamed and despairing until Ptaph heard the boy's cries that day.
Setep grew up in one of the lowest classes in society, above only slaves. And yet, he was happy; he learnt his adopted father's trade and spent much of his time out in the fields. His house, a small mud-built hut just outside the city walls, was small but it was home. The politics of the city was a foreign land to him; Setep and his family were so unimportant as to be barely noticeable to anyone but those close to them and so the strife on the streets of Inefer or along the war-ravaged borders did not affect them.

Setep's Story