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Saraekiel
« on: March 07, 2006, 02:54:00 AM »
 
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Name: Saraekiel
Age [appearance]: 25
Age [actual]: 416 (round about there anyway)
Gender: Male
Species: Dark Angel

Appearance
Hair: He has dark brown almost black coloured hair, it's thick and long with a slight wave to it. It falls past his shoulders but sometimes he lets it grow very long as he isn’t over fussed about it. Keeps it loose and wild or slicked and neat, he rarely if ever ties it back.

Eyes: He has piercing, sharp, softly glowing smokey grey eyes, which he has to tone down with glamour when he is out and about, causing what mischief and chaos he can.
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Frame: Lean, taut and finely sculptured with a dusky skin tone. He is 6 foot tall and moves with a sleek, predatory, feline grace.

Wings: He has large black-feathered wings, which have thin swirls of red through them, making them seem as if you were looking at small trails of blood seen through shifting shadows.

Tattoos/Distinguishing Marks: He has a piercing in his left ear and a tattoo of an opened winged Raven on the right side of his chest surrounded by dark blue Celtic style flames that go up over his right shoulder and part of his neck with peaks of flame stopping short of his right ear.


Personality:

He is irreverent, arrogant, cocky, and conceited; He loves toying with people, messing with their heads, their emotions, playing them one against the other.

He is strong willed and cunning, sneaky and at times sly. He won’t back down from a challenge but will run if out numbered, otherwise he attacks with all guns blazing.

“In the beginning there were but Angels” is his belief and philosophy.

Has a certain respect for other "natural" supernaturals (considers Vampires and Werewolves to be nothing more than humans with a mutant/diseased virus)


History: Saraekiel was considered a prodigy as a young angel, so much so that it was thought he had the potential to become an Archangel eventually. His abilities along with the normal ones was the gift to impart compassion, inspiration and hope. During his formulative years none of his “charges” were ever lost, none fell to Dark Angels, nor fell to despair. They lived and they flourished. So much so that his own Guardian/teacher became jealous, so jealous that he waited and planned for when he could cause Seraekiels fall from grace.

He was 110 years old and was about to take his place as a full angel, free to choose his own charges, missions and duties when his mentor struck, the weapon, Saraekiels very last student charge. She was a young woman who had lost all and suffered much from a very young age. Saraekiel watched over her, guided her and whispered hope and inspiration in her ears when things were at their lowest. His mentor encouraged the young angel to concentrate more and more attention on this one charge and smiled to himself as Saraekiel slowly fell in love with her. In the guise of piety the elder angel approached the elders and told them of the forbidden love of Sareakiel and the Elders upon examining the young angel cast him from heaven. Uncarring and unrepentant Saraekiel married the woman and lived happily with her, unknowing that his jealous mentor still watched him. After a decade of happy marriage his wife fell pregnant to her angelic husband and sealed her doom. The fact he had married her was bad enough, the act denying him heaven for all eternity, but getting her pregnant. this was unacceptable and so at a crucial time instead of being aided she and the unborn child were left to die.

Saraekiel found them too late and she died in his arms. Though he could not see them he could sense his formor mentor and brethren around and so knew his wife and unborne child had been left to die therfore he swore vengeance against his mentor, his brethren and the Hosts of Heaven in general. He spent the next 50 years searching for a way to achieve this goal and in that time met and befriended a few fellow…creatures. Eventualy he found what he needed and setting a trap he lured his formar mentor and fellow brethren to their deaths, sacrificing them to the Goddess of Chaos to become who and what he is today.

Financial Status: Wealthy enough to afford whatever he wants whenever he wants it. Import, Export Business (Arms Dealer)

Awareness of Supernaturals: Highly aware of other supernaturals but unless they are angel, werewolf or Vampire they only register as “Non Human”.

Interesting Facts / Quirks:.

Narrows his eyes slightly when annoyed or feeling slightly threatened or challenged.

When sitting he braces his chin with his thumbs and taps his fingers against his lips when considering or thinking about things.

Hates being a Dark angel, finds it just as constricting as being a angel of Light. Is searching for a way to become more, to become and obtain the freedom of an Archangel

Claustrophobic; hates being in closed rooms without windows, fresh air or a view of the sky. hates traveling within motor vehicles

Dislikes having or feeling like his wings are restrained.

Hobby/Hobbies:  Likes to collect rare books, weapons and artefacts of the arcane variety.

Likes: Antiques, art, music. Loyalty, sassiness, respects those with backbone, integrity and a sense of honour.

Dislikes:. Disloyalty, thugs, Angels of Light, being told what to do and how to act, The Oligarchy. Not overly fond of vampires or werewolves as a whole either but is willing to judge an individual on their merits despite their diseased state.

Favourite mode of transportation: Flying or his motorcycle.

Strength: His force of will, mental and emotional. His loyalty, once he has given it, it is unwavering unless they betray him.

Abilities:

Plane Shifting: As an Angel he is able to move between the earthly plane and the Angelic one at will (Only Dark or Light angels may enter or live on the angelic plane. Fallen Angels cannot access it at all). However there is a long standing and virulent civil war going on in the angelic plane so going there can be hazardous to his health, also entering the angelic plane can alert Angels of Light of his presence and may follow him back to the earthly for a little tête-à-tête. The more frequently he goes there or the longer he stays the greater the risk becomes.

Glamour (used mainly to hide his wings but he can also change his appearance, aging himself as he pleases) 

Super strength and agility

He can curse anyone with crippling pain or pestilence. He cannot immediately kill anyone with his touch, only harm (but even vampires are susceptible to this touch and cannot quickly heal - it would be similar to sunrays scalding them).

He can summon two mystical and celestial Shamshir swords; once they were heavenly blades and could cut down anything the wielder faced but they too have been transformed by the ritual of darkness and now they gleam with a dark and fel light. They are still as sharp and as strong as ever but where once they would burn and cauterize now a mere scratch will cause virulent infection, sepsis and flesh-eating decay.

Musical hypnosis: Once he could use a violin to help ease suffering and lift spirits but like his swords now they serve a darker purpose and he can use the music to lull or hypnotise any being into a placid state. 

Has knowledge of and studied angelic magical rites, runes and glyphs.

Empathy and Elemental Fire: For sacrificing seven angels to the Goddess of Chaos to become a dark angel the goddess gave him the ability to feel and manipulate any beings’ emotions, his breath will literally fan someone’s anger into a broiling rage, their attraction into obsession. Where once he brought compassion and hope now the breath of his words can cause the rise of jealousy and spite, lust and obsession, crippling doubt and overwhelming fear. She also loved his vindictive rage and the hunger for revenge that led him to serve up the angels he once treasured and loved the most, so she blessed him with the gift of controlling and summoning elemental fire, it's heat and destructive power ranged from the celestial, to the mundane, to the divine and to the ephemeral. it could be mental or physical or just for show but it was his to do with as he wished as long as it served and created chaos.



Weakness/Flaw: :

His empathic abilities can be rebound against him by a stronger and more empathetic and conscientious empath (Angel, Psychic, witch) he would be forced to feel every sense of dread and doubt, every drop of anguish he has caused everyone in his long life, rendering him temporarily insane and therefore powerless.

Cannot abide the touch of an Angel, the merest touch can cause him pain while the grip of an older more powerful Angel will make his skin and flesh blister and burn.

He occasionally has the problem of the old compassionate side of his nature to resurface which he has to beat back and fight to prevent from interfering with his...plans.

Though he is a loner he hates being lonely

He also. Is highly prejudiced, thinks Angels are superior to all things upon the Earth especially humans, vampires and werewolves. He also has a problem with authority, refuses to acknowledge authority from others, especially non-angels.


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Re: Saraekiel
« Reply #1 on: February 12, 2019, 02:59:26 AM »
Roleplays

Trouble Returns Saraekiel meets Sam
A Moonlit Stroll Saraekiel searches for trouble and stumbles upon Sam, again.
A Visitor Comes a Calling Saraekiel comes home to find a visitor in his kitchen. (In Progress)
Back to Business ~ http://www.roleplaycity.com/forum/index.php?topic=7147.0 ~ Saraekiel visits Zoheret
A Grand Entrance ~ http://www.roleplaycity.com/forum/index.php?topic=7148.0 ~ Saraekiel rubs shoulders with the creme de la creme of the city.