In his more "natural" body, which he rarely if ever uses, his coloring, face, and build are the same, but much else is different. He is digitrade, walking on the balls of his feet, has two sets of workable fangs visible when he smiles, one behind the other. His fingernails are hard and claw-like, and he bears a set of large, downy-feathered wings a similar red to his thick hair. Preferring to look as "normal" as possible, however, and instinctively avoiding the confrontations that would inevitably arise from actually looking like the calyon he is in public on his own world, he changes his appearance to look as human as possible, with the single exception of his ears. Even off-world, the habit holds true.

Leo's outlook on life is generally optimistic, yet being stranded on a different world with no means of returning at hand, he feels adrift and purposeless, and all he really wants is to find a way home. Still, he isn't likely to be asking anyone but the calyon who brought him to Mythaclae; that would be too easy.

Leosetryn was born a prince of the Opal family, one of the most powerful and most good of the calyon royal houses, just years before the circumstances leading to the greatest war his people had ever seen. He was a quiet youth, of a good disposition and polite to everyone. When he fed, drinking blood as all calyons must do, he did so gently and did his best never to frighten or hurt his donor. If at all possible, he simply got permission before feeding. Those who knew him, which included the human servants and lower-ranking calyon is his household as well as the less formally bound inhabitants of his city, were glad enough to oblige, given the semi-pleasurable experience and his willingness to restore whatever he had taken.

Young Leo spent most of his time either traipsing the spirit realms, for his family's power was focused around spirits and their planes, healing any who came to his family for aid, or perfecting his sword-work. Perhaps his favorite activity was sword-work, and he turned it into an art form as well as a deadly skill, working his body into incredible flexibility and speed so as to create his signature style of sword-dancing. He preferred not to use his dancing blades on anything living. Content with his life, his family, and his fiancé, Leo was at peace.

Then everything shattered when Amanthea Emeralds murdered the brother of the man who was to be her husband, and war broke out between the calyon families. Leo's life changed drastically. His family was closely allied with Emerald, and so his parents went to battle for her, leaving their capable son in charge of the estate and the maddened princess, herself. His strong afinity for the living spirit gave Leo the prime position for Amanthea's emotional healing. He kept her closely under his wing, trying to coax from her the smiling girl she had been before, but to no avail.

In the great battle that ended his House's involvement in the war, many many calyon's died, and Leo lost not only any hope of salvaging Amanthea's soul, but also his parents and his affianced. All three of the latter died, and the former went completely mad with blood lust, beyond all hope or control. At the sudden wrench of three beloved spirits from the physical world, Leo was lost. For the first time in his life, and also the last, he lost complete control of the fae bloodlust and his dancing swords tasted many bodies that day. Once the battle was over, appalled at not only what he had done but what Amanthea had done, he withdrew to the empty manor that was now his alone and avoided contact with all other beings, including many of the spirits who came and tried to comfort him.

The news of Amanthea's exile failed to stir him, but discovery of the fruits of her banishment and subsequent prophecy did wake him from his lethargy: Amanthea had created a new species, the chyriths, born of calyons, dragons, and lycanthropes; they revolted against her, and she was locked away with the promise that she would return to destroy all she had made. He vowed he would be a part of her return, as well, if only to atone for the sin of failing to save Amanthea's soul and perhaps to make one last effort once she finally awakened again.

For a goodly part of the past several millennia, Leo has slept in a frozen state much like Amanthea's, communing with spirits or simply dreaming of happier times. Contrary to the hatred generally formed between calyons and chyriths, he befriended a few chyriths early on with his gentleness and mission. An ancient family, now all but forgotten among the chyrith community, has guarded him, waking him on occasion when they feared the waking of Amanthea was at hand or simply on the regular schedule he suggested they adhere to.

Both his plans and his mission were sent awry, however, when another calyon, one who wanted nothing more than to see Amanthea die a thousand painful deaths, discovered his goal of trying to save her one more time, and decided to intervene. This calyon, Seheiah, slipped into the underground warren he and his guardian chyriths hid in and found Leo's chamber with the frozen Leo alone and seemingly unprotected. A simple portal to a world of her choosing, and Amanthea would be left to the hatred of her creations rather than the grace of her former guardian. In the wilderness of that new world, Seheiah woke him with her own blood and, once both had recovered from long sleep and blood loss respectively, Seheiah made an attempt at abandoning him there. She had intentions to join the Wyld Hunts, if just for something to do, but Leosetryn, without anything else familiar or any place to go, followed.

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