Naitachel "Prince"

Name: Naitachel "Prince" (An acquired member of the Prince Family)

Gender: Male

Race: Seraph of the 13th Plane of Heaven, a lesser type of angel

Age: 7000+ human years (everyone’s lost track, including himself), looks about mid-20's

Appearance:
Naitachel is perhaps six feet tall, sleek and lean-muscled, all grace and power. He would make an absolutely gorgeous human were it not for how Seraph walk on their toes like a cat (long metatarsals), and the white-gold feathered wings and feathered tail. His eyes are a heart-warming gold, his skin has that sun-kissed glow, his waist-long white-gold hair flows like the reflection of sunlight on water, his facial features so delicate and gentle as to make folk mistake him for a pretty girl, his every movement so graceful and elegant that one questions the integrity of his bone structure. Really, he’s quite an eyeful, but then, most Seraph are (whether they show their wings or not).

Generally, he wears a shirt and pants of white and grey, boots of soft grey leather, a sword tucked into his belt (its sheathe of white and gold). The sides of his shirt lace up to make it easier to don around his wings. His white robes, worn over these, split down the front like a bath-robe (but has multiple fastenings to close that up), and within the pleats of loose cloth at the shoulders are slits on the sides like a poncho (allowing his wings access to and from hiding beneath), and it's long enough to puddle around his feet by a good couple feet, the sleeves long and wide enough that he could hide someone in them if he so much as hugs them. Based on anchient Oriental robes, clearly it is designed for his species--to help him not stand out so much in a crowd by hiding his inhuman differences, though the robes are so loose that it makes it harder to tell his gender. Sometimes he has matching elbow-length gloves, but he generally pulls these out only to protect his hands--or protect others from his own touch. Recently, he has also taken up wearing a bulletproof vest, pressured into it by family...

A plain gold band adorns his ring finger on his left hand, with "Always" written inside it (yep, married). Naitachel wears a gold pendant on a chain over his heart: a dragon and a pheonix on either side of a sword.

Background:
Seraph are from the 13th Plane of Heaven, but the 13th is one of the lower such planes/dimensions (one of the closest to the Shadow Planes) and their denizens are not frequent visitors of the human world. At least, not usually without a cleric/priest inviting them ritualistically, or orders from above (a higher plane of Heaven, such as higher angels). They are angels damaged and destroyed in battles against demons and since repaired, but not as strong as they formerly were before their damage and restoration. Only 11 of these lesser angels exist now, and of these, Naitachel is the eldest and strongest. The others are (eldest to youngest): Lalika, Martaand, Warrick, Daniel, Renae, Jalena, Hadar, Safiyah, Tethys, and Faran. Usually they are sent to the human world to help in times of crisis, or on small errands to influence individual lives, though they try to stay hidden from the public eye... well, until the Apocalypse.

Somehow, over the years, Naitachel has life-bonded with a vampire by the name of Radu Prince, a connection so deep that it may transcend life--and death. As a result, he's remained in the mortal world for some time, instead of returning to his own piece of Heaven (the younger ones only come to visit, usually). Before the destruction, about 500 years ago, he was facing an evil at a church--and ended up Bound and hidden in silence there, weakened and lost to his mate, friends, and whole acquired vampire family... until now, when the seals and church were damaged by WWIII and word got out of an unconscious angel pinned to the wall in what used to be Los Angeles...

Personality:
Most Seraph are just friendly and kind-hearted. Naitachel, on the other hand, is also a intense pacifist, extremely gentle, light-hearted, cheerful, and just a radiant personality. In fact, his good cheer and bright demeanor are almost contagious when he’s around—he’s the type of person who makes everyone feel better by just being in the room, and his beautiful voice is uplifting to hear.

Strengths:
Unlike most of the other Seraph, Naitachel is truly charming. Literally. It’s almost magical, the way he can charm even some foes with voice alone—and if he sings, it IS magical (it controls or charms all in hearing-range, plus his voice is like an angel’s). As a result, he doesn’t fight much.

The best talent of a Seraph is to Purify. They need only touch what they wish to Purify, be it by hand or feather, and it washes out any traces of Dark possession/influence or dissolves anything of Shadow. They cast Blessings on new homes, offspring, or to cleanse fouled locations and remove curses. Their Purifying and cleansing abilities are also useful when they are Summoned to fight lesser demons, as any attempts to hurt a Seraph usually hurts the demon by purifying their talons and dissolving their teeth. Their second best talent is to slip from one Plane to the next--an ability akin to teleportation, though it is not true teleportation (as they can't move around within any single Plane/world with this ability).

A Seraph’s wings and tail are special—they do more than help them fly. Their feathers are almost crystalline in nature (think like fiberglass insulation or Kevlar lining in police vests: soft but strong), and because of this strange matrix it cushions against blows, insulates against fire, and shields against arrows and bullets to a limited extent.

Seraph blood is toxic, silvery like liquid mercury and tastes as metalic as it looks. Few animals dare bite one, because one taste will make them sick. Even creatures of Shadow and the Dark hesitate because if they swallow enough (it varies species to species), even inadvertantly, it's poisonous enough to kill them. The feathers are likewise--any creature big enough to swallow one or part of one would get severely ill from it.

A Seraph's telepathy is limited in range and strength, weak to moderate at best, for communication purposes only. However, Naitachel's empathy is rather strong and, being an angelic species, he has some innate ability to view other souls and manipulate his own to affect them (typically to heal, soothe, comfort, or protect), but this requires physical contact with the one he wishes to help.

Naitachel carries the traditional fiery sword of his kind, but this is only used as a last resort, and almost always for defense. The blade is dangerous when unsheathed unless you have some resistance to fire as Naitachel does, and this holy flame is capable of Purifying to the point of shattering souls for eternity. He is quite good with wielding it, and using wings and hands and feet in an inhuman form of hand-to-hand combat which is graceful enough to resemble a dance.

Weaknesses:
Seraph have little defense against physical attacks, especially as their wings can help them fly or be furled to shield but usually not both at the same time. Their robes/clothes are not a physical defense. Knives, bullets, and claws can shred their flesh as easily as anyone else’s, and though a demon might dissolve its claws by doing so, it still has a good chance that it’ll kill the Seraph first. Nor can any Seraph swim, not with their wings and tails--the sheer weight when all those feathers get waterlogged is simply too much for them to fight, and swiftly drags them to the bottom.

Mentally, a Seraph has too strong a personality for most foes to take over, but any telepathy they have is weak enough that they cannot influence others’ minds at all with it, only talk.

Most Seraph have purifying abilities, but no other supernatural power. Their only way to shield others is to literally spread their wings over them, and perhaps sacrifice their own soul by wrapping around the one they're protecting. Naitachel’s singing is the only exception--it may control and charm, but some minds simply can’t be won over.

Seraph need a peaceful, "clean" place to recharge/feed—like a shrine/church, or where ley lines cross to form a node, or a Mana well, or a very peaceful and quiet natural setting, etc. So Naitachel has to meditate and recover at such a site at least once a week. More than a week, and he’ll start to starve, lose weight, and eventually fade away. Holy water heals him, as does resting in a holy location--prayers from others can help him in a pinch. But in this destruction, sites can be limited for the resources he needs.

Naitachel’s main personal weaknesses are:
One--that he cannot handle complete isolation from other creatures--no sight, no sound, no telepathy, no feelings for empathy to read. It brings up anchient memories best left forgotten.
Two--his sense of direction is terrible, and notorious with the family.
And three--that Naitachel is kind-hearted to the point of endangering himself, because he feels terrible if he so much as injures another creature inadvertently, and even apologizes to demons for destroying them. He really tries to avoid fighting to the point of silliness at times. Then again, he’s so charming that normally nobody minds...