Seeker
Played by: Dream Fiend
Beau Danislav (a.k.a. "Beau Howlett," "Seeker")
"Seeker" is a member of Clan Tzimisce on the Path of the Asakku. Seeker, was born March 9th, 1665 and named Beau by a woman in a uniquely troubling "family" situation. The woman's name was Crina Danislav... The household situation was not good, causing Crina to make the choice to take her newborn and flee. She managed to use what she had to make her way to England where she changed her last name to Howlett. Her daughter Beau only knew England as home and never from where they originated. Their family history being a mystery her whole life. Crina's story to her daughter of where they came from was that her father perished in a battle before she was born. Crina worked taking any work she could to provide for her daughter until she was old enough to stand on her own.
Beau learned much of the little tasks her mother did, helping her with the washing, cleaning and cooking around the house and occasionally other homes she was hired to tend to for short times. When the young lady was old enough to get a job of her own she was hired into the Maid staff of a Manor tending to a Wealthy woman and her husband. The master of the house was rarely seen as the couple were rarely out but at night. They were part of the local social group that went to wondrous balls and parties later in the night. Beau felt extremely lucky to have such a station. She was able to hear stories of the fancy parties from her Mistress, and tend to the largest house she had ever stepped foot into. Beau some nights would dream of being like the lady of the house. She seemed perfect, flawless skin, even her voice was magical. In her second year of Service a new world was opened to Beau and a few of the other staff. They now knew the truth of their masters: they were both Creatures of the Night. Vampires. They had moved here from their homeland after being chased from it some time ago. Being a ghoul was not really much different than before. Aging was slow, Beau noticed she remained in these next years as pretty and young as she did before. Eventually she came to grow close to the lady of the house as one of her favorite servants. The lady did a few alterations to her maid staff, Beau's eyes being given almost perfect blue color, unnaturally doll-like and perfect as a gift. This was not to last however. As the Master of the house was beginning to work on something, changing his own form. For this he wanted to ensure his work was perfect. Following an assault, Beau was accused of wanting to usurp the lady of the house and take her position out of envy for the wealthy life. Beau pleaded she did not intend and the choice was not hers to engage in the affair, but it fell on deaf ears as her formerly close friend of the Lady of the House reacted in rage, draining Beau of blood to near death and casting her aside like nothing. Sending her, barely clinging to life to the underside of the manor by laundry chute. Dropping her into the Master of the House's workshop for his "art." Beau and many of the other maids awoke in a well. Covered in bandages while their new Sire argued with his wife on the rage killing of the Mansion's staff. Each maid had something that had been taken, all pieces used to make something else. After hours out there trying to find a way out a beautiful, near angelic female form came for them. The voice rung out as the Master's despite the changed appearance. They were taken back to the mansion to resume their duties despite their changed state. Beau wanted to be happy, return to the way it was, but something felt wrong. Hollow. Empty. As if she could feel the death she was trapped in. Everything was wrong, her smiles forced. Why did she feel as if she was drowning inside herself? She had to fix this. It was wrong. This was wrong. She heard things, saw things. It was like a nightmare. Beau's sire discovered her after an unsuccessful attempt to run herself through with a blade, deciding enough of this was enough. She and the others would adjust to this, even if they had to be forced. Through the use of Dominate the sire took everything. All the memories of her life before. Her name. All of it. Leaving her with a new name, Seeker. They were all called Seeker. Every single one of them. Seeker spent the next years of Unlife as a minion to the sire, growing and building a massive nest of flesh and bone under the mansion in London with her bloodsisters. Every single one of them working as one to grow it until one night in 1918 when the mansion was attacked. Many of the Asakku within were cut down with a blade, remains burned with supernatural fire. The force of Death and flame moved through the halls of the mansion and lair as if nothing could stop it. By some miracle of luck this Seeker managed to escape with grave wounds, fleeing to a figure she had seen before. A Nosferatu that seemed to watch the city. He offered to take her to safety if she hurried to get what she needs to survive the trip. When she returned to meet him, something happened. Like a blink she felt herself falling. Body beginning to cease and chill. Was she followed? Was this death? Did she not get away in time? Everything darkened. Everything was so dark now... Baltimore: Year 2021. Chaos... Noise above. Seeker felt for the first in a long time. Cold. Damp within the earth before looking above and seeing the starry sky. A wooden bolt beside her, within a deep hole next to her bags of soil. She was within a large trunk full of fancy dresses. Where was she? How did she get here? With holes in her memory the Tzimisce moved into the city, it was so loud. Lights everywhere brighter than the stars in the sky, noises that made the Earth quake and frighten her. She rushed to find somewhere to hide, the sounds of the city overwhelming as she was in a panicked state. Eventually she found somewhere to hide within the Catacombs under the city, using this safe place to begin building a lair. To begin to feel safe... as she figures out this world she has awakened into.
Beau learned much of the little tasks her mother did, helping her with the washing, cleaning and cooking around the house and occasionally other homes she was hired to tend to for short times. When the young lady was old enough to get a job of her own she was hired into the Maid staff of a Manor tending to a Wealthy woman and her husband. The master of the house was rarely seen as the couple were rarely out but at night. They were part of the local social group that went to wondrous balls and parties later in the night. Beau felt extremely lucky to have such a station. She was able to hear stories of the fancy parties from her Mistress, and tend to the largest house she had ever stepped foot into. Beau some nights would dream of being like the lady of the house. She seemed perfect, flawless skin, even her voice was magical. In her second year of Service a new world was opened to Beau and a few of the other staff. They now knew the truth of their masters: they were both Creatures of the Night. Vampires. They had moved here from their homeland after being chased from it some time ago. Being a ghoul was not really much different than before. Aging was slow, Beau noticed she remained in these next years as pretty and young as she did before. Eventually she came to grow close to the lady of the house as one of her favorite servants. The lady did a few alterations to her maid staff, Beau's eyes being given almost perfect blue color, unnaturally doll-like and perfect as a gift. This was not to last however. As the Master of the house was beginning to work on something, changing his own form. For this he wanted to ensure his work was perfect. Following an assault, Beau was accused of wanting to usurp the lady of the house and take her position out of envy for the wealthy life. Beau pleaded she did not intend and the choice was not hers to engage in the affair, but it fell on deaf ears as her formerly close friend of the Lady of the House reacted in rage, draining Beau of blood to near death and casting her aside like nothing. Sending her, barely clinging to life to the underside of the manor by laundry chute. Dropping her into the Master of the House's workshop for his "art." Beau and many of the other maids awoke in a well. Covered in bandages while their new Sire argued with his wife on the rage killing of the Mansion's staff. Each maid had something that had been taken, all pieces used to make something else. After hours out there trying to find a way out a beautiful, near angelic female form came for them. The voice rung out as the Master's despite the changed appearance. They were taken back to the mansion to resume their duties despite their changed state. Beau wanted to be happy, return to the way it was, but something felt wrong. Hollow. Empty. As if she could feel the death she was trapped in. Everything was wrong, her smiles forced. Why did she feel as if she was drowning inside herself? She had to fix this. It was wrong. This was wrong. She heard things, saw things. It was like a nightmare. Beau's sire discovered her after an unsuccessful attempt to run herself through with a blade, deciding enough of this was enough. She and the others would adjust to this, even if they had to be forced. Through the use of Dominate the sire took everything. All the memories of her life before. Her name. All of it. Leaving her with a new name, Seeker. They were all called Seeker. Every single one of them. Seeker spent the next years of Unlife as a minion to the sire, growing and building a massive nest of flesh and bone under the mansion in London with her bloodsisters. Every single one of them working as one to grow it until one night in 1918 when the mansion was attacked. Many of the Asakku within were cut down with a blade, remains burned with supernatural fire. The force of Death and flame moved through the halls of the mansion and lair as if nothing could stop it. By some miracle of luck this Seeker managed to escape with grave wounds, fleeing to a figure she had seen before. A Nosferatu that seemed to watch the city. He offered to take her to safety if she hurried to get what she needs to survive the trip. When she returned to meet him, something happened. Like a blink she felt herself falling. Body beginning to cease and chill. Was she followed? Was this death? Did she not get away in time? Everything darkened. Everything was so dark now... Baltimore: Year 2021. Chaos... Noise above. Seeker felt for the first in a long time. Cold. Damp within the earth before looking above and seeing the starry sky. A wooden bolt beside her, within a deep hole next to her bags of soil. She was within a large trunk full of fancy dresses. Where was she? How did she get here? With holes in her memory the Tzimisce moved into the city, it was so loud. Lights everywhere brighter than the stars in the sky, noises that made the Earth quake and frighten her. She rushed to find somewhere to hide, the sounds of the city overwhelming as she was in a panicked state. Eventually she found somewhere to hide within the Catacombs under the city, using this safe place to begin building a lair. To begin to feel safe... as she figures out this world she has awakened into.
Relationships
History
Ethan thinks that Seeker is a sweet, confused, and mentally ill young woman and desperately wants to help her get better - no matter how difficult it may be. Seeker is affectionate towards Ethan because of how kind he is to her.
Nicknames & Petnames
Seeker calls Ethan 'Sweet Blooded One'.
Species
Date of Birth
March 9th, 1665
Year of Birth
1665
356 Years old
Spouses
Siblings
Children
