Name: Arturus Thanalan Mordo
Age: One must tread softly upon such subjects... (For reference, he lived before the common Era. He appears in his 20s or 30's.)
Gender: My gender was and shall remain male.
Race: One would call my kind 'Vampire'.
Class: I am what one calls, "Pureblood"
Height: I measure at 5' 8", or 1.7 m tall.
Weight: Despite my height, I remain around 147 lbs or 66.7 kg in weight.
Family: Such matters are not to be discussed.
Occupation: A Bard by trade, a Warrior in practice
Personality: Arturus is as much an enigma a the far reaches of space. AS is wont with one absorbed in their trade, he is oft to wave away questions politely and with a smile, preferring the company of his harp and those who listen to that of others of his kind. It is only recently that he has, as he himself said, "returned to the world of those who wish to be like those come and gone." To those who have spoken with him there are conflicting accounts. Some have called him soothing, kind. Others, cold and distant. The truth of him, perhaps, is that both views are as true, or perhaps that both are facades, to hide what lies within his ancient shell...
Orientation: Heterosexual
Bio: Arturus is an old, versed vampire aging from before humans cared of "Eras". Born in the B.C.E. Years, his parents were both of pure lineage, and very respected members of society. So began his life, born of the purest of bloods, and in the most ancient times most vampires would care to admit. His life was, to say the least, truly unique. Though he perhaps has many years to be given to some, his innate ability of magic is undeniable. And even though he was but a child, his fascination in music, and archery, would give new life to a dying art: The art of the Bard. Though archery and music had existed for many a lifetime, and the term Bard had yet to be truly born, the art itself had been reborn under the care of Arturus and many others to come.
As a young man he mastered the bow's great ability to fire death from a distance, showing skill as he could accurately send the shots into targets time and time again. His magic grew, and so too his music, crafting songs that would absorb into the hearts of those who took time to listen. o great was his ability, that he would preform for kings, queens, council members even to let them hear the craft he painstakingly took care in.
As the years grew, wars amongst humans, vampires began to break out. Not one to wait, he thrust himself in, with his knowledge of the bow and song to guide him. War after war, he took to the field, picking up new weapons, new skills, and most of all.... new tales. New songs. For each battle, for each war, he crafted songs that told history anew, growing in popularity and, surprisingly, being given more and more freedom for his art. Though still bound by the restricting society he had been born in, he had been granted new freedoms most had been unable to obtain with his blood.
There was, though, a single time he broke free of the track of history, in into mythology. Aye, in the years of the Common Era he disappeared from the annals of history, and his newest name became the substance of legends. As the new man, Arthur, he crafted tales worthy of his own song, and began to build what he believed would be a vampire's utopia amongst humans. And indeed, it seemed to be. Yet when he gave rise to a son, a Class B son, the boy began to plot his father's demise for spoiling his bloodline. One day, whilst Arturus (still known as Arthrur) and his knights hunted one of the rogue Vampire Knights of his court, the son overthrew the rule and declared himself King. When Arturus returned, Mordred's armies struck out at him, and he fought the boy. In a grand battle, the two fought until at last they delivered their final blows: Mordred piercing his father's stomach, and Arthur beheading his son. Though the tales leave out Mordred turning to sand, they depict Arthur leaving, and in truth Arturus facilitated this belief to allow him to return to normal society. Yet since, he has left little stock in his bloodline, and all bloodlines, and has developed the idea of "True Respect must be Earned".
As of late, he has taken again what he claims of a his own name and begun to act more openly with his own kind. Though still an enigma, he has begun opening to others somewhat, allowing them to take part in his life. What winds have brought him here one can only guess, as history has shown: Where the Bard walks, tales of War are short behind.
Likes:
♦ Music
♦ Alcohol
♦ Cats
♦ Shiny object
♦ Great deeds (for which to write new songs)
♦ Honor
♦ Various other things
Dislikes:
• Dishonor
• Warm weather
• Humid weather
• General evil doing
• Oath breaking
• Rogue vampires (ESPECIALLY ROGUE VAMPIRES)
• Various other things.
Powers: Regen: Arturus displays a rapid regeneration due to his pure blood.
Senses: The senses of Arturus are fine tuned more so than even an Nobel.
Strength: As a pureblood, Arturus is fully capable of destroying concrete structures and living beings, and this allows his range with a bow to be significantly farther than most.
Speed: Arturus is quick, rapid and swift. In terms of archery or sword play, this means he can fire off attacks at an above average pace with normal accuracy.
Decelerated aging: As a pureblood, Arturus is truly Immortal, only by beheading or anit-vampire weapons can he be felled.
Arturus shows a remarkable aptitude for control of fire, capable of infusing his control into his arrows and weapons in a way. He can cause his arrows to strike the ground, causing rings of fire to burn those who aren't careful, and when granted through the weapons he wields he causes them to be surrounded in a cloak of flame.
Other genetic powers he holds from his bloodline include Telepathy, Telekinesis, Lightning manipulation, and mild dimensional manipulation and control (pocket dimensions).
In addition to his powers, he also wields non magical abilities, such as his voice. Fully trained, his voice is able to sing any part, and he has even learned to mimic that of a female (truly this is astounding to most, but any human could learn to do it the same). His songs, too, can cause men and women to become inspired, or otherwise feel emotion, though this is true of any talented musician. All the same, both are worth mentioning.
Finally it should be noted that he has mastered the bow and is a capable swordsman.
Extra: Though he is a talented fighter, he often refrains from using his powers until there are powers used upon him. He is also oft to throw into his language musical terms, as the art of music has long been most important to him. He also has a mark upon his left wrist, a beautiful tattoo that goes straight up his arm and to his shoulder. Though it is merely spinning and elegant lines, the beauty is what he most appreciates.
He also tends to be more respectful than most and he makes frequent visits to various members of Vampire Society. He is marked as willing to hunt rogue vampires that prove too difficult for the hunters, and carries a strange collapsible bow that appears, by all rights, to be merely an elegant harp. This weapon is known as "The Arm of Artemis".
The clothing shown above is his formal wear. This is his Traveling Wear. This is his Bow.
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