Arthur Seymour

'Ithereal'

Played by: Fate33d

INFORMATION

Mortal bee, Male, 33

Aliases: Archangel of Fate
Nationality: English
Residence: London
Employer: Unknown
Function: Heir

• Early Life •

• The Secret War •

• Personality & mannerisms •

• Relations within the Order •

• Special Notes •

• Physical Appearance •

• Remarks •

Artorius Byron Seymour was born in the family's mansion in Yorkshire, last in a line of a proud family tracing its roots back to the times of the Crusades, and possibly beyond, there's a long established family tale that recounts how the first of the Seymour bloodline were Angels, who pitied man and descended from the Heavens taking mortal forms to aid mankind in its eternal struggle against evil, both human & otherwise, The family most defining genetic trait has been their silvery eyes, it is said the most gifted and prominent among the Seymours would be born with silver eyes. The Seymours have had strong ties to the Templars, as such their son was bred to be among the best of the elite, taught in and well versed in history, arts & literature as well as the classical education mandatory for his more…special studies, he was allowed access to a treasure trove of occult knowledge as well as secret histories, and all was according to his parents plan, the family took pride In their son, who was displaying signs of greatness and potential, worthy of him walking with pride in Temple hall.

Arthur grew up to be somewhat pacifistic, he abhorred violence, and scorned bloodshed, his view of the world was tolerant and merciful, he accepted those different from him and advocated for their rights, such an inclusive and exemplary man of the new cosmopolitan world. Yet he looked around him and saw nothing but chaos, humanity was on the brink of self destruction they were destroying not only themselves but their planet and the whole world around them, through his studies of the world's history he viewed humans, as pack animals, and every pack needs a pack leader, a chain of command seemed to be what holds the world together or send it plummeting further down the spiral of oblivion, it was the burden of those who knew and those strong enough to shoulder the burdens of the world to save it. He himself wanted to be both, he wanted to save the world, he wanted to save everyone his capacity for empathy was always one of his defining qualities.

Arthur has always been obsessed with Angels, the family's legend, their history, his skills, it all helped feed his obsession, his rooms always had sketches and artwork depicting angels and other religious icons, even though he himself wasn't a religious individual, he Prayed, but in his own way, he did solely because it made him feel guided and guarded, He would pray whenever he came close to an undertaking, sometimes it would sound like verse but it rarely ever is, it didn't stop his family from teaching them their history, the significance of faith in that history and about their heirlooms, one particular heirloom that belonged to his father, interested him and was supposed to be significant to him above all, a family ring with a singular pearl, it had engravings all over, in a language that seemed akin to latin but it wasn't, he was told that one day he will earn this, and on that day he would bring his family great pride.

The young man's pacifistic tendencies weren't much to his family's liking though, their family has always been affiliated with the Templars, the protectors of the world from the evils that burrow and breed beneath the artificial curb content to be forgotten and ignored by the masses, but the Cross never forgets to mete out not just mercy but justice and holy fire upon the damned and the villainous, Arthur was more lenient concerning the denizens of the other worlds, he was of the belief that the world would reach a state of harmony only when all its denizens, those human and not work together….an idealist the kind ones would call him, but he was a fool when his family were ever asked.

When the time came he attended Oxford University Majoring in English literature, possibly one of his all time favorite things in the world, alongside archaeology…After he would finish his college he would travel across old Europe visiting old Cathedrals and churches, while neither a protestant nor a catholic he always enjoyed the interiors and the architecture, his was an old soul it was no wonder he loved Europe more than any other place in the world, the Renaissance was meant to be the era he would've been born into if every man was born in the time of his choosing….but he was not without his modern habits, while his phone was still with a keyboard, he enjoyed video-gaming and would often pick a holy warrior in his rpgs, even though he himself was not exactly a physically imposing martial force, to his father's chagrin, for he wanted his son to be a true crusader in mind and body, but his son failed in both endeavors, yet his family viewed their son with pride.

His father was not pleased with his lack of any military training so he did what he had to do, he had his son sent to several institutions aiming to teach him about combat, but the young man was completely against it, even though he found a certain penchant to marksmanship, he was deadly with a rifle on long range, it was as if he was a gifted sniper, he was trained in the old ways, learning to appreciate each shot, he often would smirk to himself as his mentor would say "if you can't do it with one bullet, don't do it at all" the Alan moore references were strong there, he would joke to himself about it, but his mentors clearly had no idea who Alan moore was, Arthur always were worlds apart from men of violence, that's why, while he excelled he never really relished in holding a firearm, a rifle no less, he was an excellent marksman, but it always seemed that he pulled his trigger….reluctantly.

All was well, and pleasant for the rich heir.

Years went by, Arthur got engaged to a lovely woman, from another family, He loved her dearly, and so did she, although both families were merely arranging the marriage, but both parties seemed pretty content with it all….they were going to announce the engagement on his birthday party….that same weekend he returned from Rome, his fiancée always wore a cross chain around her neck, it always looked beautiful, it had inscriptions on the chain, and said to be ancient, a family heirloom, The De Cosimo family was as prestigious as the Seymours, Maria was also a promising offspring, but the De Cosimos were more affiliated with the Council of Venice, a form of parliament ruling the Secret world, their quest was to basically keep the matter of squabbling secret societies a secret and keep the average man blissfully unaware of the darkness surrounding his world that could close its maws on it at any time. After a trip to Rome, Arthur returned to his family's mansion were the preparations for his engagement, his birthday & the celebration of his return after years of touring the old world were being held, it was another rainy night of England's many rainy nights, as he drove his way home he saw a little girl, not older than twelve cross the road, he braked instantly as he witnessed the girl's clothes were bloodied, and she was crying profusely, then she just fainted….there….on the road, right in front of him.

Taking pity on the little girl who seemed a surviving victim of some sort of abuse, the moors were sometimes unkind, for all manner of creatures, both human and not could run rampant in the night….her clothes and her appearance suggested that she was a survivor of rape, but there were wounds over her throat….Arthur thought that maybe some kids were trying their hand in blood magic or demon summoning, amateurs & fools…she was too weak and he couldn't just leave her in her current state, so he elected to take her home…by the time they got home her skin was getting colder and colder, so he placed her in a guest room, got her some food, and instructed the maid to clean her up and take good care of her. He then proceeded to get ready for his own party that night, the girl had to wait, he was going to get engaged.

Fate however had an entirely different plan for him, a harrowing evening took the mansion by storm, a storm blowing from the hell dimensions' darkest recesses, the heir emerged from the darkness a changed man, half-mad with grief and the weight of the experience. By the time he slew the last of the fiends his body gave out, and the last thing he heard was the buzzing sound of insect wings.

"You will see the end of days."

Next day when he woke up he was in a bed, music was playing, he recognized the tune, Nocturne on C-sharp Minor by Chopin, he loved it growing up, next to his bed sat a woman who wore a simple white blouse & black slacks, the cross dangled around her neck, she smiled at him "Welcome back Lord Seymour, I'm here to present to you an opportunity" Arthur nodded as he readjusted, he sat up and on his bedside table was the chain Maria wore & his father's ring, he looked at the cross around her neck and he knew why she was here, it was time.

"I'm listening".

Arthur's personality has shifted significantly thanks to what happened to him when he was younger, now in his thirties, he attempts his best to retain the humanity that is still left in him; He's cultured, sophisticated, collected, composed as a gentleman at almost all times, he often greets people with a polite smile.

He makes sure he brings honor & pride to his family's name as such he strives to be polite, and does his best to represent his name well, He is descended from the Templar Old guard, but he has the ideals of the New Guard in his mind, He remains tolerant, but is suspicious of anything that isn't human, and anyone who doesn't wear the Templar colors makes him somewhat cautious. Illuminati in particular leave a sour taste in his mouth, and Vampires pressure an old wound from his past. He doesn't go out of his way to fight inhumans or monstrous opponents, so he won't stir up a problem if the creatures keep to themselves, but He rarely can help himself if some creature caused a problem, for he upholds the chief tenet of the Templars; The War on Evil must be uncompromising.

He's also highly artistic enjoying good music, good literature & art in all its forms striving for the Templar ideal being a cultured holy warrior, seeking to banish the image burned into the biased masses about the Templars being fascist and imperialistic, to that end; he keeps himself clean shaven & well dressed at all times, showing discipline, despite the fact that he is not a warrior by nature.

He's passionate about the histories of the world's cultures and is always eager to learn, he is also highly interested in the occult and all the fields related to it.

Arthur has a strict code of honor and is highly ethical and moral, though he is far from being a conservative, his word is something he holds sacred, and will rarely if ever break a vow or a promise he gave, He can also be a bigger picture guy, for he more than often has worked with members of the other societies, albeit begrudgingly.

He cares about humanity, and admires & appreciates human life. He abhors taking a life...a remnant from his original persona, the tragedies of the secret world often resonate with him. He genuinely feels saddened when he has to put down an innocent just because the Darkness got to them, never the less he doesn't hesitate for he knows there's more at stake and his hesitation could mean his death and more importantly the death of others, and he cannot abide that.

The Dark Days are here, and the world is drowning in filth, and it falls upon the Strong to save the weak and fend for those who cannot fend for themselves, Arthur might have hated the fact that he's a Soldier, but in the War on Evil, one is either a Soldier or a victim.

Arthur's obsession with Angels can somewhat be apparent, even the nickname he chose for himself is an Anagram for the Archangel of Fate in the Diablo franchise, signifying his geeky nature & his devotion to the war effort, for the Angels fight Evil since the beginning of time and he intends to keep fighting for the good of mankind, serving the purpose of the Seymours as the Family Legends tell.

He is described as a man of honor, Stubborn, empathetic, kind, compassionate and friendly. He can be of a loving nature and highly selfless if needed. He believes in honesty, loyalty and Trust, he only breaks his word only if he was lied to or tricked, and he shows a fierce vindictive side to remedy this breach of trust as he sees it. He's well known for speaking his mind & being of a fierce temper though he buries it well under a mask of polite and collected calm demeanor.

He's knowledgeable and can somewhat be deceptive if need be, despite everything he maintains an optimistic and open-minded view of the world, though he isn't often surprised when things turn ill for others, merely disappointed.

He is emotionally hardened and has difficulty expressing and receiving love, particularly because of losing everyone he once held dear, he keeps himself isolated which led to him possessing poor people skills at times, and his introversion develops further. He is also capable of forgiveness and has shown his capability to reign in his more violent urges, despite the tragedy he's lived through.

He desires to appear a well-kept, noble & honorable man, who's dedicated to the cause of saving humanity as a whole, to become worthy of his Angelic heritage.

Arthur Seymour, thanks to his name is somewhat of a uniquely position Templar, He's both a testament to the strengths offered by the old and the new guard, not as archaic as the old guard but has the name to proudly sit among them, a true aristocratic blue blood. And also not discriminating based on rank, race or class, He only values the efficiency of his Peers, he judges people based on Merit, making him also popular with the New Guard.

He can often be found in Temple Club conversing with Sir Iain Tibet Gladstone and can be often found listening to many of his long lectures as well as enjoying the company of the stuart sisters, Despite being favored by both the old and the new guard, he prefers the company of the New guard more, although he finds it difficult to join them in say, the Crusades, for the establishment itself, doesn't fit his tastes, and neither do many of its patrons.

Arthur is often seen wearing his family's ring, a single stone silver ring with a Cross and several symbols carved on it, the Ring itself is a family heirloom, been passed from Seymour elders to their children for generations; rumor has it that the Ring stores memories and information learned by the bearer and can retrieve them when desired, leading to the Seymour men being accomplished magi & warlocks...or when they desire to be fierce and accurate warriors and hunters, He also wears his late fiancee's necklace as a constant reminder of what the world can do or take from him if he let his guard down, the Necklace itself is not without its own powers, it has protective properties, though how potent remains unexplored.

Arthur is highly versed in Blood magic of all the other fields, he is also an accomplished duelist & marksman, preferring not to waste his bullets often find their mark. and his movements are not elaborate but they conserve his energy due to his slim physique, he is often under risk of being overpowered as such he tries to conserve energy and only act on an advantage, if his advantage is lost or he lacks it, he prefers to wait, if the option of waiting is not available he utilizes his levelheaded nature and strategic mindset to Create that Advantage, which led to him being sent on several otherwise challenging missions only for him to succeed in achieving his goals.

Arthur is slim built, though he is not as weak as he looks, his eyes are distinctly silver, his hair is dark brown, he sometimes wears glasses to try and look even less menacing, when he wants to glean information or try and not stand out, his hair is often messy, against his best attempts to tame it, but it rarely spirals totally out of control, his voice is somewhat soft. He doesn't weigh much but as mentioned he is deceptively slim. he is often clean-shaven and well-dressed.

- Arthur has a special hatred for Vampires and Demons, if you're either, best that you not bring it up to him for he gets uneasy and may immediately consider someone who's either, a Threat.

- For A Templar, Arthur is fairly tolerant with faction tags, though he remains distrustful, he may be willing to team up for the greater good or to quell a great threat, and because he is bound by his word, he would probably never break that agreement unless the other party does so.

- Being cultured and sophisticated he doesn't often hang out in Clubs, preferring instead gentlemen clubs like the Temple club or places like the Horned God, if you seek RP with him, seek him out there.

- Arthur is a well-trained marksman, though he doesn't enjoy talking about it, while being somewhat experienced with his own rifle & occasionally guns, he doesn't use technical terms or mention them at all infact, he is more inclined to speak about different forms of magic, trying to give the impression that he is not a soldier but a warlock or a magus.

- Arthur has artistic tendencies, his command over the language is one of his strong points, he enjoys poetry & literature, knows many of the classics among music as well not just Literature, he can give Old man vibes sometimes.