Vampire: Arthmael ap Arthen

Characters:
Arthen ap Meurig, my father, an excellent hunter and a ferocious duelist, he taught me everything
about the blade; He is cursed as I am and has sworn he will avenge Cerys
Cerys ferch Arthen, my little sister, delicate as a flower and my most trusted confidant; Her death
will hunt me until the last of my days
Aeliana Clodinus, the daughter of an aristocrat and my first love, how could I forget the times when
we met, hidden from the world, just the two of us; My father turned her against me, making me kill
her before I knew who was hunting me
Morgan Le Fay, a cadaveric figure with a princely purple hair, she is the one who saved me and
cursed my existence forever
Ogma, the immortal warrior-poet of Ireland; I defeated him in battle once, but the fight has left me
earless; Despite our battle, I am now in good terms with Ogma
Mor, an irish woman with a heart of gold; She is my only friend; She now travels with me and is my
only confidant, no one shall make her suffer ever again; She is now happily married to a soldier, I
am so proud of her
Domnhall MacDonough, a mortal hunter; He foolishly believes himself to be some kind of hero,
even tried to kill me, but failed
Finan MacDonald, Mor’s husband and a soldier
Brighid, a scholar like me and a new love
Skills:
Swordplay
Nursing
Sneaking
Bloodthirsty
Ashamed
Vigilante
Writes in old Celtic runes
Historian
Cooking

Resources:
An old steel sword with a wave pattern
A hunting dog
A small house on the countryside of northeastern Wales
A collection of inscriptions in stones that serves as a diary
A criminal servant

Mark:
I have a hole in my chest as thin as a blade
I have no ears; I cover the holes with hats and other such accessories

Memories:
Group 1:
I’m Arthmael ap Arthen, born close to the River Dee during the 5 th century; Son to a hunter in the
countryside and lover to the daughter of an aristocrat
I have become a guardian to Mor after her parents were killed; Anyone who dares harming her
shall be killed and their lineage forever hunted until the end of my undeath
I was attacked by a group of mortal hunters claiming to be the avengers of the corrupt soldiers; I
defeated them in battle, but their leader managed to escape from my grasp
Group 2:
My father took me hunting with him for the first time, he instructed me on the use of a sword and
showed me one he had looted from the corpse of a roman aristocrat; I learned quickly and became
quite infatuated with the blade
He tried killing me after discovering what I had done to Cerys; During our fight, I accidentally
turned him into a vampire, concluding the destruction of our family
Our lineage may rest on me, but I have raised a daughter, father; Mor is my pride and joy, my wish
was to make her a vampire so she could be with me forever, but I do not wish to curse anyone else
with this existence
Group 3:
I now am dedicated to the runes and to research; I have become a historian and my immortal
nature sure helps my understanding of the past
I live happily with my new family, I will forever cherish our time together; I constantly help Mor
with tasks when I am not busy feeding of criminals or the eventual hunters, I have developed a
liking for cooking
My family’s town is a very peaceful place, which means that I lack any sort of feeding source; I
have made a criminal my servant, he collects bloods from other of his kind, in exchange, he has
limited liberty and can live
Group 4:
I met Aeliana during a trip with my father to a market close to a roman Villa; It was love at first
sight, we ended up sneaking into the forest where we would share our first kiss
I killed a roman aristocrat who was abusing his spouse; From now on, I swear I will drink from the
criminals and the heathens, only thusly I can do penance for my sins, but it will never be truly
enough, not that I have to worry about it, my cursed spirit will never be released from this earth
anyway
She was turned against me by the word of my father; She tried to kill me while hiding her identity,
leading to her death at my hands
Group 5:
I and Brighid spend a whole night marveling about a rune that chronicled the first invasion of
Ireland; We learned enough to make the oldest of druids jealous and the clergyman mad at our
knowledge of the pagans
Diary:
Group D1:
My sister often got hurt while she played outside; I always tended to her wounds and cheered her
up while our father was in the woods
After feeling starvation for days, I came back home and mistook my sister for an animal; The scene
is forever burned into my soul, her look of joy turning into horror, her screams as she begged me to
stop, the taste of her life, I will never forgive myself and the witch who cursed me with this
existence, I could not even free myself from it, no matter how hard I tried
I met a little girl named Mor, she has my sister’s heart; After being tended by her, I have reluctantly
become her friend
Group D2:
As a part of Arthur Pendragon’s army, I faced the traitor Mordred; I fought ferociously for my
king, but I was defeated by the fiend and left to die, the honor of destroying him would be left for
Arthur himself, and, after the end of the battle, Morgan Le Fay, who had come to take her brother
to the magical plane of Avalon, naively drank my blood and turned me into a vampire
The second time I met an immortal, it was the irishman Ogma; I fought and the fight ended in a tie,
what matters is that I survived, but it cost me my ears, I can still hear, but just barely
My path crossed with Ogma’s once again; This time, he was cordial and taught me how to use the
runes as a form of keeping my memories recorded, so I would not forget who I am, no matter how
much time passes
Timeline:

Shortly after becoming a vampire – 1.1

As soon as I was awake again, I travelled back home, in a few days, I reached the place where I
should never have left; I was hungry and tired, eating rabbits wasn’t enough, so I searched for a
bigger game, my vision was blurry and my senses fooled me, I mistook my sister for an animal and
drank her blood
After my sister’s death – 1.2
I didn’t know how to greet my father, I was afraid, afraid of how he would react to my mouth
soaked in blood, afraid of what he would think after seeing Cerys’ cold body and afraid of how he
would see me, the son who killed his daughter; After he got home, I tried to explain myself, but he
didn’t even recognize me, I had been away for years and the first thing I did after getting home was
killing his daughter, he tried to pierce me with his spear, but I managed to get out of the way in
time, biting him in an act of desperation, turning him into a monster like me
Shortly after the destruction of my family – 9.1
I ran away, I would not risk harming my love, never, but my hunger managed to catch me; I saw
myself in a villa, craving for human blood, when I witnessed a crime, the patriarch of the family
was hitting the wife, their children crying, I could not let this happen, so I, covered by my armor,
attacked the man and cannibalized his body, differently from my first and second time, I did not
hate myself for it, I might have been ashamed, but my victim deserved, and so this became my
killing pattern
One year later – 14.1
I managed to live a year without my Aeliana, killing saxons and aristocrats, when I finally met her
again, under the worst of circumstances; My father had told her of my nature, but she did not want
to believe it, she ventured in search of me and presented herself as a “hunter” when she found me
bathing in a waterfall under the full moon, covering her face, she asked me if I were truly a
vampire, I tried to ignore her, but she advanced, seeing the hole on my chest, I defended myself on
instinct, it was only after killing her I saw what I had done, I then fled to Ireland, where I could
escape from it all, there was nothing left for me in Brittania, thus I turned my old home into an
effigy to my sister and swore to never going back to it, the only thing I took with me were my sword
for protection and my dog as a companion
A few months after my arrival in Iwerddon – 15.1
I lived as a wanderer in Ireland, living off sinners and giving their belongings to the local churches,
when, one day, my presence was made known for one Ogma of the Tuatha Dé Dannan; He was a
weakened god that viewed my presence in the isle as a threat to the people, he may leave the
christians alone due to the scholars, but he held no sympathy for the vampires, I managed to escape
his mind controlling powers by cutting my ears off, only then could I keep him down for long
enough to escape
Half a decade after my duel with Ogma – 21.1
I miscalculated my time, I overestimated the night and had to pay the price, a makeshift hat made
out of the hide of a bear did give me some protection, but not enough, so, in an act of desperation, I
entered a random house; I met Mor, a little girl, playing with a wooden doll, she saw my scars, she
tried tending to them, but they just would not vanish, she reminded me of her and tears came to my
eyes, she hugged me and tried consoling me, it was the first time in years I ever felt some semblance
of comfort, inner peace. I tried to go away, I did not want to kill her, but she followed me, I could
not resist, we became friends and I visited her while her parents were busy hunting or farming
Some months after meeting Mor – 17.1
Mor’s family was attacked by the men of the local chief; I intervened in broad daylight, wearing
only a cloak to protect me from burning to death, I managed to save Mor, but her family was dead
when I arrived, as retribution, I killed every soldier and tortured their commander, telling him to
send my regards to the king, damned be my justice excuse, I will make them pay
Some days after becoming an enemy to the local chief – 16.1
A group of loyalists have railed under the banner of one mister Domnhall MacDonough, accusing
me of having kidnapped Mor; I told Mor to stay hidden while I dealt with it, I did not want her to
see what I would do next, I proceeded to rampage through the hunters’ forces, landing a deadly
blow on their leader, but he managed to escape with a handful of loyal followers, most of the others
either died or fled in fear
Some weeks after defeating Domnhall – 15.2
While trying to sneak to Ulster, where the chief’s influence ended, I met an old foe, Ogma; This
time, he was actually friendly, according to him, seeing how much I was willing to sacrifice in our
battle and how much I cared for Mor, made him thing I was not that bad. As a sign of peace, he
taught me the use of his runes
A decade after arriving in Ulster – 22.1
My elderly dog died a few years before and with him went my past, I was now a parent to Mor; This
year, she came of age, growing up to be the fairest lady of Ireland, she quickly became infatuated to
the son of a soldier, Finnan MacDonald, I may have been reluctant, but I allowed it to happen for
the sake of her happiness
Two years after the marriage – 23.1
I got through my days by being a company for the couple, but they needed some alone time, leading
me to search for entertainment for the first time in many years; I dedicated my free time to the study
of runes and their meanings, deciphering inscriptions and eventually growing an appreciation for
history, making me go into further research about the name carved in the standing stones
During my life with Mor and her new family – 21.2
I finally found peace and happiness with my daughter; She has taught me how to see the beauty in
life, I wish Cerys was here so she could be with us and I wish my father was not hunted by my
actions
During our stay in Ulster – 18.1
My constant feeding of the local criminals has made my town a very peaceful place; This is
fortunate for Mor’s family, but meant I had to go far away to feed myself every once in a while, the
weakness made me lose my sword, but I managed to win a servant by sparing one of the members of
the villainous herd
Some months into my studies on runes – 23.2
While researching a name that I found in a standing stone, I ended up meeting Brighid, a
descendant of the man in question; It did not take long for us to fall in love
Decades later – 21.3
I am once again remembered of my curse, Mor has died of old age; She lived to the age of 70 years,
but it feels like not a single day has passed since I stumbled upon her, I could have done so much
for her. The last conversation I had with her was before she went to sleep, she asked me to tell her a
story like I used to… She knew this were going to happen. Why did she not warn me? I could have
saved her, I could have turned her into a vampire, so why… No, I see… She did not want to live
forever, she did not want to feel what I feel, she could not… Thinking of turning her into a creature
such as me would make me a monster…