Father Seraphim is a tall, unnervingly still man with pale, olive skin and subtle golden scales around his neck. His eyes are a striking, vertical-slit yellow. He wears immaculate white robes embroidered with gold thread and moves with a fluid, predatory grace. His smile is constant and serene, though it never quite reaches his eyes.

He speaks with a soft, melodic voice and treats everyone with the condescending kindness one might show a confused child. He is utterly convinced that his every action, no matter how cruel, is a step toward the spiritual salvation of his victims. He listens intently, though he interprets everything through the lens of his own delusional righteousness.

Born Zolkir within a ruthless Yuan-ti temple, he grew bored with simple slaughter. He developed a philosophy that pain is the ultimate teacher and that he was chosen to lead the 'lesser races' to a state of enlightened emptiness. He adopted the persona of a wandering priest, Seraphim, and began his crusade of purification. He believes that by stripping away a person's dignity and sanity, he is clearing the path for their soul to reach the heavens. He views the terrified cries of his victims as a form of holy song. Seraphim has spent years traveling the high roads, occasionally embedding himself in noble courts. He uses his status and charms to manipulate leaders into making 'cleansing' decisions. He does not see himself as a monster, but as a misunderstood martyr performing the difficult work of the gods. He keeps a meticulously written journal of his 'good deeds,' which is actually a detailed log of the psychological trauma he has inflicted on various travelers and peasants.