Name: Sethlan Cael
Monster Type: Pangolin
Gender: Male
Occupation: Blacksmith, Aspiring Hero
Weapon?: Sethlan's pride and joy, the Vierhander. A large sword built for two hands, it is expertly crafted yet barely usable by someone of his size.
Armor?: Buster Jacket, a tough, fireproofed, high-necked duster coat he usually wears when smithing. It's a pleasant yet highly visible shade of magenta.
Magic (up to three) :
Riddle of Steel: (Summons a number of magical swords for launching and swinging around. Sometimes with moves similar to a certain boulder-suplexing monster...)
Strike the Iron: (Sethlan summons and hammers on his anvil, unleashing showers of sparks and flames.)

Personality: Sethlan likes to put on a brave face before others, playing the part of the heroic paragon, protecting the innocent and facing danger with a courageous laugh and a flourish. In truth though, he's meek, shy, and a huge pushover, his heroic facade quickly breaking down if no one is convinced of it, and people rarely are. Still, his desire to protect others and fight for good is entirely genuine, and once you get past the cheesy heroism and his somewhat threatening appearance you'll never find a nicer, gentler guy around.

Bio: Born in the Underground, Sethlan lived in a nice home in Snowdin for most of his life, preferring to spend his time indoors where it was warm and cozy. His skittish and reclusive nature made him a natural target of pranks by the other monster kids, until a rather mean-spirited joke got him lost in the Snowdin Forest late one night. Not knowing how to get home, the scared little pangolin wandered through the cold forest desperately alone before he was found by the Royal Guard and spirited back to the safety and warmth of his home. Thankful for his rescue and starstruck by their heroic actions, Sethlan started to spend most of his time hanging out with the Snowdin Canine Unit, his heart set on becoming one of them and repaying their kindness one day. He was a slow learner when it came to fighting though, and when he failed his first test to join the guards it was suggested that Sethlan join in an auxiliary position. He begrudgingly settled on being an armorer for the guards, solely because the forge was the only warm place he could work. Much to his surprise, Sethlan absolutely adored his new position and took to blacksmithing like a fish to water (pardon the expression, Undyne). Happily hammering away in his workshop, he was quite content with the way things were going until someone fell from the surface one day.

His work with the Royal Guards naturally exposed Sethlan to the same stories about humans and their horrible actions as the guards were. Worried that he didn't have the courage or the strength to face a human in battle, Sethlan hid in his workshop when he heard rumors of a human who had emerged from the Ruins. Needless to say it was something of a shock when the same human he had been so afraid of, a child called Frisk, managed to destroy the barrier keeping the humans trapped underground. It took him a while to muster up the courage to venture to the surface with the other monsters, but once he did he moved to the surface permanently and, no longer needing to supply the royal guards with weapons and armor, set up a new workshop to service both monsters and humans. Work was less in demand then before, as smithing was kind of a niche profession on the surface world, but he didn't mind so much as it gave him time to pursue other interests and explore some of the many facets of the human world, including all of their unusual metalworking techniques. He never met Frisk, but after what the human did to bring the Monsters out from underground, Sethlan had nothing but respect for the child and often wracked his brain thinking of something he could make as a gift for Frisk if he ever met the new ambassador one day.

That is, until Frisk disappeared one day. The sense of panic that spread through the monster community at this news was palpable, and it was especially hard for Sethlan to hear. It brought him back to that horrible night when he almost froze to death in Snowden Forest, where he was saved by the heroic actions of the Royal Guard. He may not have known Frisk all that well, but he felt that he couldn't stand by while someone was lost and alone just like he was so long ago. It inspired him to action, and made him realize that it was time to repay the kindness that was done to him. It was time to be a hero!

Appearance: Corzuss greatly resembles a scaly humanoid pangolin. He's a bit on the short and scrawny side, and sometimes gets mistaken for a female, much to his chagrin. His skin is an earthy, mottled shade of green while the scales visible on his head, the ends of his arms, and along his tale are a more forest green color. He has a long prominent snout and curious amber eyes normally hidden behind his bright magenta protective goggles. He also tends to wear protective gear such as heavy boots and gloves, and is never without a trusty set of tools on his belt, but otherwise Corzuss prefers to dress warmly and casually.

"...smooch a ghost? Do...do HEROES do that? I guess I would, if it is....but if it isn't, maybe it would...um..." *trails off*

Also his theme song, just for fun ^_^