An ancient being considered for a brief moment, a permanent creation of an elf-like creature, potentially with the traits of a leopard's teeth, the protective skin of a crocadile underneath the layers of armor seemingly allowed by the rules. Speech would be a problem, as much as he tried, he has so far failed to recreate speech in any of his creations. A small grin slowly spread as he realized, he could remove the tongue, claim to have been born a mute and thus communicate through writing!
This reptilian-elf with a powerful bite would certainly have the advantage, and then! . . Seth shook his head, dispelling the playful scheme. He wants no throne, no title of royalty, not even his creations should be disgraced by such.