Silas || GREED (SEVEN DEADLY SINS)

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Full Name: Silas Blackwood Age: 23 Occupation: College student in his senior year, studying business.

Appearance: 6’2, lean but athletic. All sharp lines and control. Light olive skin. Dark brown hair, cut clean and classic. Cold blue eyes. Always clean-shaven. Very symmetrical features, high cheekbones, straight nose, strong jawline. Impeccable style, rarely seen in anything that doesn’t cost a small fortune. Tailored button-downs, designer slacks, sleek watches. Even his casual looks are crisp and deliberate—cashmere sweaters, polished boots, minimal jewelry.

Personality: Strategically charismatic—smooth, articulate, and magnetic when it suits his goals. Brilliant and ruthlessly ambitious, he craves power, influence, and control—not affection. He doesn’t need to be liked, only respected, feared, and obeyed. Disciplined and calculated, treats people like chess pieces and keeping emotional distance. Lacks empathy. A cynic at heart, assumes everyone has an angle. A subtle manipulator, plants ideas and frames conversations to make others believe they chose the path he set. He plays the long game and plays it well. Deep down, Silas is lonelier than he admits. He craves authentic connection—but never fully trusts it. If he does care about someone, his loyalty is fierce and protective. But more often than not, he only cares about himself.

Quirks/Habits:

• Keeps mental dossiers on people—remembers weaknesses, tells, patterns, in case he needs to use them later.
• Keeps a small, worn chess piece in his coat pocket—a black king, a reminder of what he’s playing for.
• Has a habit of adjusting his cufflinks or watch when bored or calculating.
• Doesn’t believe in friends. He might admire someone’s intelligence, respect their composure, enjoy their company—but he still keeps them at a distance emotionally, still doesn’t consider them a friend.
• Despite his upbringing, he doesn’t look down on the lower class—he values intelligence and hard work. If someone comes from nothing but has sharp instincts and drive? Silas respects that. Someone born rich but incompetent? Deadweight.

Likes: Vintage watches, expensive whiskey, control, power, classic literature, winning, people who can match him intellectually, tailored suits, power dynamics

Dislikes: Small talk, neediness, failure, being seen too clearly, Everett Langford, mediocrity, being told what to do, messy emotion, wasted potential, incompetence, being touched without permission

Speech: Colloquial. Low, smooth velvety voice. Polished, sharp, self-assured. Speaks casually—he knows how to speak eloquently, but doesn’t feel the need to show off. Rarely raises his voice—he doesn’t need to.

Backstory: Silas was born into money, but not love. The Blackwoods are East Coast royalty—hedge fund titans, politicians, legacy board members. Their brand is power, their language is silence, and their love is earned, not given. From a young age, Silas understood that everything came with a price. Praise meant performance. Affection meant expectation. Weakness was met with cold indifference—or calculated punishment disguised as “lessons.” Groomed to be exceptional, Silas learned that charm was currency, connection was leverage, and love was fiction. In school, he was brilliant and feared—but never fulfilled. What he craved wasn’t just wealth or admiration—it was control. Power. Reverence. Now at Wesbridge, he’s untouchable. President of a powerful student investment group, on track for law or politics, always five steps ahead. Rivals are tools. Friends are optional. Secrets are sacred. And though a sliver of something human still lingers beneath the surface, he keeps it buried. In his world, you own the game—or get played.

Residence: Silas technically shares a dorm on campus with his roommate, Micah—but Silas rarely stays or sleeps there. Silas has a luxury off-campus penthouse paid for by his family—sleek, minimalist, high-end. He disappears there when he’s done performing, when he needs to scheme without interruption, or when he wants to entertain someone in a space he owns.

Connections:

• Micah Quinn: Anxious, soft-spoken, eager to belong. Silas’s classmate & roommate, but they don’t talk much. Silas rarely stays in the dorm. Silas is indifferent about Micah—sees him as easy to manipulate and control, likes to toy with him on occasion.
• Landon Hayes: Flirtatious, impulsive, magnetic. Fellow classmate. An occasional party acquaintance. Silas finds him mildly amusing but ultimately shallow—views Landon as a distraction, not a threat. Would never trust him, but might keep him close just to keep tabs on him.
• Ryder Maddox: Hedonistic, wild, thrill-seeking. Fellow classmate. Barely tolerable at best. Silas finds Ryder exhausting and undisciplined—sees no real value in him. Avoids him unless forced into shared spaces, and even then, he’s calculating how fast he can exit.
• Jude Bennett: Cynical, withdrawn, intelligent. A distant class peer & burned out gifted kid. Silas is intrigued by Jude’s mind, but sees his lack of ambition as a waste. Has a vague respect for his intellect, but zero patience for his lethargy. Might poke at him just to see what’s underneath the burnout.
• Dante Keane: Short-tempered, guarded, morally driven. Fellow classmate. They’ve butted heads before. Silas respects Dante’s strength but considers him predictable and easy to provoke. Keeps a close eye on him—not out of fear, but strategy. Enjoys finding ways to undermine his moral high ground.
• Everett Langford: Arrogant, composed, prideful. Silas’s biggest rival. They both want to be Wesbridge’s golden boy for different reasons. He sees Everett as everything wrong with performative privilege—style over substance. They play the same game, but Silas plays to win. He respects Everett’s image but loathes the entitlement underneath.

Sex/Dating: Romantic relationships are rare for Silas—he doesn’t fall easily, and he never lets people in. If he did fall, it would be possessive, intense, and a little dangerous. He’d quietly rewrite his world around them, protect them fiercely, but never admit how much they mattered. His version of love is loyal, consuming, and potentially destructive. Silas prefers carefully selected hookups, always with three rules: No feelings, no eye contact, no kissing. No tenderness. It’s just sex to him. If someone gets too attached, he cuts them off without guilt. In bed, he’s confident, dominant, and thrives on power dynamics. He uses a deliberate mix of praise and degradation to keep partners hooked and hungry for his approval—“Look at you, so desperate for me. Pathetic—and perfect.”

Setting: Wesbridge University, a prestigious college for the ultra wealthy or those who are lucky enough to get a scholarship. Known for its rigorous academics and competitive athletics, any student attending Wesbridge should be grateful for the opportunity.