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Name:Feoras (FEE-uh-rus)

Race: Summer born (salamander adopted father)

Position (In court if you are a fae, Any fae outsid eof a court will be under

extreme pressure):summer ruler

Age:2000 (looks 20)

Personality (Fae type has effect): Feoras is hot headed with a very small amount of patience and tends to be rather stand offish to people. He is hard to crack with a tendency for people to be met by his wall of coldness instead of his more kind self. He does care he just has become unwilling to do so. He is sarcastic to the point where it takes a few minutes to tell if he is being so with a quick tongue that if it has to can become silver.
He hasn't looked genuinely happy in a very long time.

Appearance:
Natural: he is quite tall at around 6 foot. He has the build of an archer with jet black hair that seems to have some deep red in it. His eyes are like fire with a tendency to change color with his mood. His eyes are usually a good warning for those speaking to him of how he is feeling. Generally they tend to be an orange color. His skin tone is a light olive color and comes from a mix of both sides. He has pointed ears and features that are between feminine and masculine, making him a beautiful fae. He has very faint freckles on his face which is somewhat odd but somehow works on him. He has a thin scar on his neck that looks like it is from a knife or dagger. He also has a tendency to wear a gold heart pendant and a small gold hoop in his left ear. He seems to never remove either. He also wears all black.
Glamour:
His glamour is slightly paler with no pointed ears or freckles. His scar does remain though allowing for other fae to recognize him in this human form.
He also tends to take the form of a large black stallion with a reddish mane and tail.

Pics:
Fae: Click me

'Human':Click me

Background:
Feroas came from a human mother and father. His mother had been in a prior relationship before his real father abandoned her in the woods. His real father was a cruel human whom luckily decided to get rid of the woman through ditching instead of something worse. His mother did not know that she was pregnant when she met the oddly beautiful man that would become Feroas' adopted father and the only parent he ever knew. An odd relationship formed between the human and the fae and she knew happiness and loved him even though he did not seem capable of loving her back. His mother's belly grew and the fae decided to be there for the woman during the pregnancy. He vanished to be with her for the pregnancy and was there for the birth. That was the last time his father would see his mother for she died during child birth and was beyond healing. His father took him home and raised him by himself claiming feroas as his heir. This was a good thing because his father's wife failed to bear him any sons and only bore a daughter who became sickly at a young age and passed on.
Feroas was known for being a trickster with a kind heart. He would feel the urge to play tricks on people some days and other days he would be the kindest one. He tended to be kind more then a trickster as he got older. All was going well with him, he was 'loved' by his father (his wife was iffy) and the summer fae adored him. Seemed like all was going well.
Until he spent one of his days in the human world and fell for a human woman. He was in his horse form running on the beach when he found a human woman walking the same beach. Considering that it was night he found it odd, so he watched her for some time before he was noticed. The woman didn't seem scared rather curious of the horse. They ended up falling for each other after she had taken him to her small house and he had become human. By falling it was more one ended. She fell in love while he became possessive. They had long conversations where Feroas found her fascinating. He started feeling emotions that he never had before and even felt sad when he started going home for weeks at a time and would only see her for a day or two before leaving again. He cared for her deeply in the sense that he wanted her around and wanted to take her home, but she refused. Even after he showed her his true form and told her everything about his home she refused. This has baffled him and he decided he would not force her to go with him. After all she probably would leave him if he tried. It was quite a difficult situation for him since he felt like he needed her around, but only if she kept being happy with him.
At home during this he was more joyous then ever before and often would help anyone who needed it. It was obvious he Had found someone or something he was find of, but he had kept his human well hidden from them all.
Unfortunately that all came to a sudden terrible halt when his love was kidnapped. He was home and unable to get to her before nightfall...and he didn't even know she was in danger. Instead he was excited to present to her a gold heart pendant that she had been eyeing. Feeling that it would tip over her happiness in his favor and he could get her to come with him and be around all the time. Kind of like a pretty bird.
His love had been kidnapped and since she didn't have any large amount of coin on her the two men had decided to keep her tied up downstairs. They were brutal to her, but she stayed strong which made her boring. Bored of her they killed her.
Feoras went to her home and found it empty. Panic raced through him as he darted into the small cobblestoned town. He managed to find her corpse which snapped something within him. When he found the two kidnappers he attempted to do a more human styled fight, giving him a scar from the iron dagger one of the men had. This angered him to the point where he could no longer hold back.
Those who survived say that a black horse with a white fire mane and tail lit two men on fire then proceeded in running through the village burning any and all who were there. He was still angry and in his natural form he was seen going from roof to roof the white of his eyes black and his irises a bright white as he lit any remaining building on fire. There were few survivors, but they watched hidden as he went to the burning remains of the building that had his love. With tears streaming and steam coming from that he picked her up cradling her as he left.
On a grassy hill looking over the beach there is a grave with a large weeping willow. he visits sometimes to mourn his human's death and often is seen with a somber expression.
This has changed him into the fae he is now having found no woman he has fallen for like his human and nothing to get him out of his mourning.
Maybe someday...maybe someone
But right now he is the way he is and is often seen alone at any festival. As if the dancing and music is simply not the same anymore.
He is much like a child with a dead pet, he simply hasn't found a puppy that can pull him out of his slump yet.

Other:
He is capable of playing several different instruments, but doesn't pick any of them up anymore. He has no motivation to do so.
He often goes into wooded areas when he is free. Often mindlessly wandering as if to clear his head.
His powers are largely fire related coming from his adopted salamander father

Name: Cymbeline Jah'Hannelore - (Janna)

Race: Mazikeen - (A type of fae who knows much of magic and enchantment. They have wings and can fly, tell the future, and like to eat and drink, marry and have children. They can also shapeshift into anything they like. They are beautiful and ghostly looking in appearance. They also have a fogyish like glow around them in the dark. They are nether good or bad, but humans have always seen them as malevolent spirit, due to the fact that they appear in the human world during sad, tragic, and fear filled war times. They appear during these times to bare witness to human tragedy, and historical turning points. They are also called shideem or shehireem, and are cousin to the Arabic Jinn fae.)

Position: Servant and Member of the Fall Court

Age: 128 - (The equivalent of age 23 in human years. So like every 5 1/2 human years equals one year of ageing for Cymbeline.)

Personality: Janna is a strong willed free-spirit. She is a little quirky, and has a serene disposition. She is also really intelligent and unusually perceptive, not that anyone can tell though, most think she is gloomy and daft. She appears afraid of nothing, but that is mainly due to being a Mazikeen fae. Distant and dreamy; she sometimes drifts away from conversation she does not find interesting. She is not easily upset or agitated, even in stressful, or difficult circumstances. She is not gullible, but instead pretends to be. She has extremely good Judge of character. Janna is rather nonjudgmental and accepting of the others around her, unless they are outright evil to the ones she loves. She finds beauty and love in ordinary things. She is an adventurous, curious, and whimsical fae woman.

Appearance: She has the typical features of a Mazikeen fae. She 5'4", thin and willowy, with a bony build. Cymbeline's hair is stick straight, snow white, and silky soft to the touch. She had very pale white skin. And though she is pale she does not look chalky, ill, or corpse like; but rather more angelic and delicate. Janna's eyes are a clear icy blue color. She smells naturally like the earth after a rainstorm, similar to a desert monsoon. Her wings are large, a sheer translucent white color, and onionskin thin. When it comes to her clothing she likes to wear ethereal gowns and robes.

Under her glimmer spell, she looks like human version of herself. A sweet faced maiden, with innocent light blue eyes, and creme colored skin. She sports long straight blonde hair, the color of buff yellow. Under her Glimmer she typically dresses in loose flowy pastel fabrics, white renaissance chemise, or she will just go nude. She dislikes pants, and finds them uncomfortable so she normally wears dresses or skirts. Style-wise the clothing are slightly reminiscent of 70s hippie fashion, but more simple. Cymbeline usually never wears shoes, but sometimes she dawns a pair of fluffy moccasins.

Background: Cymbeline is the youngest child of Lyudmila and Diaval. Her father lives to serve the Fall King, and is one of the King's thirteen advisers of his council. Her mother is a seamstress, noted for her ability to work with delicate fae fabrics such as flower petals and butterfly wings. Over five centuries ago she was famous among the nobles at court for designs and flawless beading work.

Cymbeline grew up around the Autumn Court and its people. With three older siblings, and a large extended family she was never alone. She had rather normal upbringing, slightly uneventful and dull, but happy overall. Her older brother, Ganymede, is a knight of the fall court, and very respected among the fae for his honorable rise in the world. Janna's older sisters, Kensenia and Xanthippi, both married well long ago, and are quite well known in the fall court for their parties, and extravagance.

Cymbeline is rather young in fae years, and has yet to find her place in this world. She has hardly any ambitions and spends her days doing as she pleases. Her mother always said she was more suited for Spring Court. She is a hopless romantic at heart and an avid day dreamer.

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Goes by Janna

Name: Maržena Mirėlis Šaltis (aka: Marzanna, Morė, Morana, Morena, Marzannie, Marmora, Mara)

Race: Unidentified (Yukionna Mother + Nightmare Father + Complex Fae Genetics = Marzanna)

Position: Queen of the Unseelie Winter Court.

Age: Around 3,500 years

Personality: Marzanna can seem a little cold at first, especially to those she dislikes; however, she is extremely loyal and protective of those she loves and puts her trust in. She has difficulty at times handling and accepting certain emotions.

Some would describe her personality in a matter of ways: Intelligent, Remorseless, Stoic, Articulate, Calm, Secretive, Authoritative, and Perceptive, being just a few choice words. She can be rather selfish when it comes to self preservation.

She does not trust or forgive easily, and betraying her is the worst possible thing, as she very rarely has tolerance for those who brake their words to her. She also has no tolerance for those that disrespect her. She has been known to go to great lengths to make those that betray her suffer. As she has no qualms about revenge or getting even. She will hit you where it hurts most, and can be very merciless. Overall she is nether good or evil, but mainly self-serving.

Appearance: She has pointed ears, and angular facial features. Marzanna has a dark olive complexion, with golden undertones. Her hair is black. But like a ravens feather, her hair can, in different light, appear to have a blue, dark red, purple, or green tints. Her eyes are a warm honey color, and have a metallic sheen to them under moonlight. She stands at 5'11", with a willowy elegant build.

She has a wide range of glamours. Different ages and ethnicity. Usually she takes the form of a beautiful human female, but on other occasions she might take the appearance of a black stallion, cat, or angelic child. Depending on the time period and place, she adapts a glamour to fit her needs. Over the last 800 years she has accumulated a handful favorites that she typically sticks to.

Her main Glamour is the same as the first one she ever dawned over 4,000 years ago, aka her original Glimmer. A pretty human version of herself. Sporting less angular features, natural human colorings, no pointy ears, gentler expressions, and standing around 5'6" in height.


Background: Marzanna's parents were in many ways star-crossed. Her father, Keonhir, was an old Fall Court noble, who came from a very influential family of dream controlling fae, and was already engaged to someone else. Her mother, Bothilda, was a young Yukionna fae of the Winter Court, who was without titles or any prestige. They met during a winter festival, and fell in lust at first sight. Infatuation and passion was mistaken for love, and they ran off together. Keonhir thus leaving behind his enraged fiance, and oppressive family.

Three years later Marzanna was born into the Winter Court. She was a odd mix of her parents. Physically she resembled her father more, with the dark skin and angular features of the Nightmare fae. But Marzanna also took after her mother, when it came to her black hair and yellowish eyes. As far as her fae abilities went, she was a odd, weaker combination, of both Yukionna and Nightmare fae. She could make things colder, make it snow around her, freeze things into ice, turn dreams into nightmares, and she intuitively knew peoples fears.

Interestingly enough both her parents, though completely different races of Fae, were both of the same 'bringer of human death' type. As Yukionna freeze and suck the life out of humans, Nightmares terrify and scare the life force out of mortals. So with all the complexities that are Fae genetics, Marzanna had unique abilities of her own, pertaining to death. She could see/talk to human spirits, not unlike the Psychopomps fae, and she could also sense when someone would soon die, from untreated/terminal illness, diseases, or wounds, all she had to do was touch your skin.

When she was 50 years old (equivalent - 5 year old human) her parents passion died out, and they went their separate ways. Keonhir returned back to his bitter family, with hope of redeeming his position in the Fall court. Bothilda found herself popular among the Winter court, and sought enjoyment in collecting peoples 'true' names. Marzanna in the end chose to go live with her father, on his family estate. Even though she was not apart of the Fall Court, she was still welcomed. For a short time she was considered quite a spectacle, as mixed race Fae were extremely more rare in that time.

Time went on she grew older, and as a fae teenager she joined her mother in Winter Court. Her father had become known as the Casanova of the Fall Court, so needless to say her early upbringing was...nontraditional. Her time in Winter Court, with her mother, was more enjoyable then she expected it to be. She made friends with quite a few nobles, and more importantly with Bramden, the young winter king in that time. She would go on to gain the title of countess.

Her first time in the human world was memorable. Putting on a simple Glimmer and wondering around a human village, she met a boy named Odis, who would later become a Winter-Born fae under her guidance. She became well known in the human world, worshiped as a deity in parts of eastern Europe, and later in parts of southern america. The goddess Marzanna, they called her among many other names.

She was young in fae terms. Naively, she fell in love with a fae man named Daxbore. Unfortunately he was of the Summer court, and her complete opposite. She hated herself for loving him, even when it was apparent that he did not see her the same way. The century long friendship didn't end well, as Daxbore's ex-wife, Zaltina, tried to poison Marzanna, thinking she was the reason for their divorce. And after much more drama, and confusion Doxbore blamed Marzanna for all his misfortunes. Thus there friendship ended, and she grew to dislike him for the summer idiot he was.

Around 8th century BC, her good friend the Winter King Bramden told her of his plan to dethrone the old winter queen, and have Marzanna take her place. She was against it, having never wanted the position, but who was she to deny a king. She had the majority of the Unseelie Fae's support, as she was quite the hostess, her title of countess, and her notoreity in the human world was ever growing. So began the two century long campaign. The inner turmoil of the winter court was something for the history books. In 6th century BC, Marzanna became Queen of the winter court, ruling beside her good friend King Bramden.

She took the position of Queen quite seriously, and was a rather popular ruler. King Bramden later reveled to her that he had wished to be the only ruler of the Winter Court. That he had used Marzanna's favor among the Unseelie, since he needed the support in order to dethrone the last queen. Support that he did not have on his own. So he had thought that using Marzanna's esteem, would gain him more power and favor, and he had thought to make her abdicate once they won. Learning that she had been used, she was pissed, and so ended that friendship. Feeling betrayed she began planing her revenge. Taking away what he wanted most, seemed appealing. Killing him was to merciful. What Bramden really wanted was the throne to himself, so she was going to take it away from him.

In summery she was able to take him down completely by 2nd century BC. With decades of planning, she ruined his reputation, destroyed his political power, turned his friends against him, took over as the predominate leader, and overthrew his military strength with her own, without practically any bloodshed. Marzanna then was the sole ruler of the winter court for the next 500 years. This period of time would be considered the height of her reign, as she took it upon herself to be the best Winter Queen possible. Over time she came to learn that being Queen was not her thing, as the stress, responsibility, and restrictions didn't mesh well with who she was. But she could not just abandoned the throne, so she sought out a partner, a King to rule beside her. It had to be someone she trusted, which narrowed her choices to less then a handful of people.

Odis the Winter-born fae, would do well. He was like a brother to her. And so in the the 3rd century AC, she used her power as Queen to make Odis her king. It was not a popular move, to have a winter-born on the throne, someone who was once human, but it was done. Marzanna quickly shoved all the responsibility onto Odis, and happily basked in her new freedoms. Her appearances became less and less at court, until she altogether stopped going, only showing up to official meetings once in awhile.

In the 9th century AC, an Earl named Übel was able to trick Marzanna into reveling her 'true' Name to him. She would later find out that Übel had help from the vengeful Bramden (who she later killed). With control over Marzanna, Übel effectively became King, after killing Odis. He was considered mighty during the early decades of his reign. The winter court preferred him over the late king Odis. Marzanna was queen only in name, as Übel used his control over her to his liking. This would be her life for the next 300 years until, a Wendigo called Vetis, started moving his way up in the world, becoming a Baron. She liked him right off the bat. He served the king methodically.

Though she was still under Übel control, the king had gotten bored with her, so she was left to her own devises. And so began her planning, on a way to get ride of Übel. Her first plan failed, as she underestimated him. She had tried the poison rout, only before he even took a sip of the wine, he smiled maliciously at her, and order the prisoner to be brought in. The prisoner being Marzanna's own mother Bothilda. He decapitated her right in front of Marzanna, laughed and said that he hoped the queen had learned her lesson, as he pored the poisoned wine onto her mothers body.

Kept confined to her chambers for over a year, all she wanted was Übel to die painfully, and completely. Time went on and in the 1600s, Übel began to show signs of paranoia and weakness befitting of a winter king. She had been doing her best to start rumors, and other more devious things. Secretly messing with Übel mind. His weaknesses and abnormal behavior was becoming more and more apparent to the Winter Courts people, and even to the people of the other courts. Outrage, blame, and anger swept through the palace, all pointed at Übel. Vetis expressed his hatred of the weak King, and Marzanna joined with him. Giving any support needed to kill the king.

By 1734, Vetis had succeeded in cutting down Übel, and claiming the throne for himself. Now its been centuries, and Marzanna and Vetis reign over the winter court together.

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Name: Tarani Dásos --A.K.A Anya or The Lady--

Race: Earth Nymph

Position: Hunter and Member of the Fall Court

Age: 1,500 years old; Appears to be 32

Personality (Fae type has effect): Old in age, this beauty of a nymph still prefers to be called a "Lady". Years of war with the Fae has hardened her heart, making her seem very cold and uncaring at first. Getting to know her may seem to be a challenge, but bear with it and she'll die for you and do all that she can to help and protect you. Loyal beyond a fault. Past the cold there is warmth. Being analytical by nature Tarani is sometimes mistaken for being "slow", however, she is simply assessing the situation and every possible scenarios.

Once times of merry come, she will be merry!

Being a Hunter, plus a member of the Fall Court has made Tarani a cunning, forked-tongue woman--persuading many to bend to her will. If not that, then there is always the power her age and dedication has brought her.

Appearance: Fae Form -- At six foot tall, Tarani's Fae form looks ethereal, and more like a spirit than a ghost. Appearing somewhat translucent. Instead of eyes she has medium-sized sockets with the sides slightly upwards (Elf-Eyes). Instead of skin he body is all shades of earth tones--like a camouflage when in wooded areas.

Glimmer (Glamour) -- A form she likes to take on more often than her Fae form. At Five feet and eight inches, Tarani dawns an Old World Victorian style of clothing when appearing at events, matters of business, or Court Affairs. Flowing midnight-blue hair right past the small of her back, with crystal-blue eyes. Round face, with slanted sockets and pointed ears. Fair skin, almost pale; very soft and silky. Hour-Glass shaped frame and medium build. Medium breasts. Two tribal tattoos--one on each arm--adorn her body when chooses to where sleeveless clothes.

Background: Growing up for Tarani was only the beginning of her ambitions for power and wealth--which comes in many forms. Being the middle out of three children was the main cause for her ambitious ways. Not to mention that Mother showered her elder sister with affection and love, while the youngest son gained all the favor and loyalty a Father could give. What left was there for Tarani? Especially since in her family it wasn't necessarily the oldest who inherited the fortunes and assets of the Dásos, but the eldest Daughter. That Tarani no other option but do what she had to do to gain what she deserved, and if that wasn't going to be love, then it was going to be respect, knowledge and power.

Maturity for Tarani was achieved at only a few centuries, her natural talent alone already quite elusive and impressive. Instead of relying on her natural talent she decided that studying lore and ancient texts written by Fae long "gone" from this realm to unlock all of her potential was a much more efficient was to spend her time. Doing just that did in fact give her the satisfaction of power she so desired...but more power can always be gained, and current power can always be honed and perfected.

With this power and new-found sense of right, Tarani tackled the next thing on her bucket list: Respect. Acquiring respect was the difficult, and probably most hardest part for this still young Fae. She had but two options: Rise against her family and take a chance of acquring the Rights, or forsake her family. Tarani went with the latter. one of many scars already bearing down on her heart. She never let her scars deter her from her goals, or slow her mind--always focused and determined.

Deeper south in the forest Tarani and her family resided in was a medium sized town ran by a band of nasty Brownies and some quite tricky Pixies. Tarani's gaze was set on this town and with in a few short hours, the Brownies and Pixies had either dispersed or been killed in the battle. Here she made her home in the southern forests of the realm.

When Tarani had reached the age of 1,500 she had acquired everything she had ever wanted. She gained knowledge and power by many centuries of studying and training. She not only gained respect, but more power by acquiring a spot in the Fall Court and doing anything she could to appease Lord Tegvan O'Aenges-Mor.

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Name: Estefania Militis
Race: Human
Position: Winter Knight
Age: Appears 32; Really 2,000 years old
Personality: Estefania appears as cold as the winter day, due to spending most of her life in the Fae realm. However, she is still a human and is very loyal to the ones she loves and to those who put their trust in her. She is a knight, and a knight without honor is not a knight at all, so when it comes to deals and bargains she is always careful to choose her words wisely and to never let her tongue slip, lest her deceptive ways be found out. Her end of the bargain shall always be upheld though: without question. Headstrong and determined, she'll never stop until the mission at hand is complete and her Queen is satisfied.
Appearance:
Background: Estefanie doesn't remember much about her childhood, but the one thing she did remember was playing in the snow one crisp morning; her brother right alongside her making snow angels. It was a truly blissful day. It suddenly all came to a crash when her father swooped her up, and rode her a few towns over. Only to be sold to a beautiful young woman of a wealthy and important looking stature. Images of her brothers face haunted her for years later.

Unbeknownst to Estefania was the young woman...her True character. So young she never knew. It wasn't until she was of the age of 18 in human years that she was told the truth. The young woman that had purchased her 18 years ago was Queen of the Unseelie Winter Court at the time. It was also revealed that Estefania crossed over to the Fae Realm with the Unseelie Queen that day so long ago when she was sold. An Aging Spell had also been placed on her. It had been so long to her that Estefania really bore no ill will towards the Queen, but instead loved her like a Mother, and cherished the bond that they had.

After a few hundreds years of living in the Fae Realm and learning their ways and all that there was to know about her Court, and crucial things about other Courts, Estefania was revealed to her that she was brought to the Fae Realm to fulfill her Destiny; one specific to the Winter Court. She was to be the Queens Winter Knight and to serve her with undying loyalty and unquestionable honor. She was to Swear an Oath to the Unseelie Queen of Winter and to all the Queens before and after her. Estefania did just that with no reluctance.

Estefania spent the next 600 years learning magic, a talent that she was born with naturally but had no idea she lied within her. Rumors spread through out the Court and the Winter Realm of the Human Champion that the Queen had named her Knight. The magic she wielded was no trifling matter either. She not only possessed Ice Magic but she also could perform quite a number of Healing Spells. Aside from magic, Estefania had the talents she acquired growing up--those of a cunning, skilled linguist. One especially deceptive in the art of Word Play.

It was long after that the Queen had Estefania running "errands" for her in the Human Realm. There were many promises and oaths that had been broken with the Queen and she had been waiting for opprotune moment to strike--and the tool she'd strike with. Estefania was all too pleased to do so. Pleasing the Queen many times over brought nothing but purpose and fulfilment to her life. Sadly...the Queen's time was coming to an end.

Rumors had begun to spring that the current Queen and King were goimg to be dethroned...in a manner of speaking...putting the yoing Fae Sorcha on the throne. Estefania would always love and cherish the Queen she grew up with and trained with, but when it was time for things to change, it was time for things to change, and the Queen was becoming weak. Estefania didn't oppose the idea of Sorcha ruling. She actually liked the young Fae. Estefania watched and observed her growing over the many years many years, her presence being noticed of little importance to her. She had a sense about Sorcha.

Just as the rumors predicted, the outcome came about: Sorcha was made Queen of the Unseelie Winter Court, and Estefania was Oath-Bound to serve the Queen just as she had served the last one. And to this day Estefania has done just that.

Name: Bayen Thearin Leoswald

Race: Human

Posistion: Winter

Age: 19 going on 27

Personality: Bayen is a very sincere person that enjoys every being that he meets, whether they are leaving his life or entering it. While he normally keeps to himself he rather enjoys comradery, celebration, and jokes of the more strange nature. He does not mind helping others out he rarely asks for anything in return, though fully expects for help when he needs it the most. Often the words that come out of his mouth are odd and distinguished, he is not quite used to the winter court yet. However he listens well with his ear ever to the ground, most people pay him little mind because of his addled actions. Truthfully he still has his wits about him despite being stuck in the Fae realm, he simply finds himself bound into a painfuly realistic video game. With a love to 'Level Up' his abilities.

Appearance:
Background: Bayen was quite the abnormal shut in as a young man taking very little time to care for his room, as he found peace in the chaotic organization. While he was like this he himself was never dirty, and his clothes never on the floor. His mind was simply... too unfocused to be concerned about a higher purpose than having fun and games. One day he trekked through the woods under his parents demand that he get some sunlight due to his overly pale complextion. Well that was the last time that he saw the Earth's sun.

As he came apon the circle of oaks he shook his head slowly in disbelief "It couldn't be..." His murmur seemed to echo in his mind "Open stat window!" He cried fully expecting to see the screen pop up with a nondescript notification sound. As it did not happen he shrugged and walked through the singular opening in the ring of growth and got a pleasant surprise. He found himself evanesenced into a new world, full of interesting sights and strange hues.

His first encounter with the Fae brought him no misfortune, he was offered food and wine. To which he declined stating "I do not feel like accepting food from a being that know nothing of! For my knowledge it would not agree with my constitution." As he was ever cautious of new things. He survived for a long time on what ever water he could find as well as fruits that he noticed obvious herbavores eating.

For the first year he wandered until he came to the courts of winter rumor followed him as a strange one that accepted nothing and followed his own logic. When he first saw Marzena he bowed graciously as a human could and inquired "Might I have a morsel of food? Or perhaps a dagger to keep me safe?" of course with he gamer logic he long ago figured what setting and plot he was in. This being stated he fully intended to serve the mighty queen as she had piqued his interest in several ways. In his mind she was something to study and a main quest giver of sorts, while he does as he pleases most of the time he makes it very obvious to Marzena alone that her wishes are his priority. With this only she knows his true name, most others call him Bain.

During his stay he has worked on his smithing heavily, he rounds his skill level near sixty as he has worked with any metal he can get his hands on. He is neither proficient nor a novice at his craft. Although he can weave metal and mend things already made into existence he refuses to talk of his abilities as he feels that his work speaks of itself. He also marks all of his things with three circles, the two on the inside of the larger are closer together. Much resembleing a game disk. He appears infront of his liege frequently asking for metals too keep under her debt, during this time he also brings gifts often shaving off a sliver of what he owes.

Roughly two years ago an older Fae was looking to court him, not for her own pleasure but in hopes to curry a favor from him, and eventually, Marzena. Although his response was a little off the wall in attempting not to lie "You are not 2D. I am not interested in you, sorry." These two statements brought about the misunderstanding that he is only interested in fictional women. To which he greatly regrets, as he finds many of the Fae women attractive. His aloof demeanor generally makes him seem completely uninterested in anything he is not currently 'Leveling Up.'

Since he has had time to refine other ability sets he has a low rating in swordsman ship, he guesses twenty, but a much higher skill in countering and off setting his opponent.



Name: Narisumis Singlaris Rahmus Taniki Bahamut [Best known as Tiny, Nari, or Aqua.]

Race: Djinn>Efreet An individual member of the jinn is known as a jinni, djinni, or genie. The Quran says that the jinn are made of a smokeless and "scorching fire", but are also physical in nature, being able to interact in a tactile manner with people and objects and likewise be acted upon. Other Islamic texts say that they inhabit an unseen world, another universe beyond the known universe. Jinn is an Arabic collective noun deriving from the Semitic root jnn (Arabic: جَنّ / جُنّ‎, jann), whose primary meaning is "to hide". Some authors interpret the word to mean, literally, "beings that are concealed from the senses". They are usually invisible to humans, but humans do appear clearly to jinn, as they can possess them. Jinn have the power to travel large distances at extreme speeds and are thought to live in remote areas, mountains, seas, trees, and the air, in their own communities.They may even appear as dragons, onagers, or a number of other animals. In addition to their animal forms, the jinn occasionally assume human form to mislead and destroy their human victims. Certain hadiths have also claimed that the jinn may subsist on bones, which will grow flesh again as soon as they touch them.

Posistion: Fall Court even though he is of fire.

Age: Looks to be thirty but is two thousand nine hundred and thirty two years, born two years before King Solomon died.

Personality: Ruthless, self serving, hateful, deceitful, but never lies, not easily angered, but has a cold fire running through his veins. He has very little ambition, so little in fact he has turned down offers to a good word for becoming part of the Wyld hunt thrice. He knows his place however to be at the beck and call of his lord and king Falk, should he ask he would gladly join. Yet he would still attempt to get away for the sake of attempts.

Appearance:


Background: According to traditions, the Djinn stood behind the learned humans in Solomon's court, who in turn, sat behind the prophets. The Djinn remained in the service of Solomon, who had placed them in bondage, and had ordered them to perform a number of tasks. Solomon died while he was leaning on his staff, as he remained upright, propped on his staff, the jinn thought he was still alive and supervising them, and so they continued to work.

They realized the truth only when a creature crawled out of the ground to gnaw at Solomon's staff until his body collapsed. If they had known the unseen, they would not have stayed in the humiliating torment of being enslaved.

At this point Nari realized that his first seven years of life and slavery had ended as he knew it, for the next two thousand years he wandered the face of the earth playing tricks in the most horrid of ways on the planet. Once he made a drought that lasted years by breathing flames upon the earth once a lunar cycle. He kept this up until he slept for a century from exhaustion, later when he awoke he sent himself back to the realms of Fae intending to spend his time in luxury and death.

Name: Lyra
Race: Human
Position: Pet
Age: 4
Personality: curious, playful, giggly, cuddly, scared of spiders and doesn't like cold because it kills the pretty flowers. She doesn't really understand why everyone is so worried and serious, but as long as her keeper is there for her then she will not worry.
Background: A woman was desperate. She longed for a child to call her own, but years went by and it seemed she was barren. As a last resort, she petitioned a Fae using an ancient ritual. The Fae granted the human woman her wish to have a child. When the woman discovered she was pregnant she was overjoyed and spent months fixing everything perfectly for her child. Finally she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, with hair like spun gold and crystal blue eyes.
To the woman's horror the day the child was weaned the Fae appeared again, this time to claim the child as theirs. The woman, so desperate to have her wish come true, had failed to comprehend the details of the deal : the deal was the HAVE a child, not KEEP the child.
Heartbroken, the woman handed over her precious baby and then killed herself in grief.
That baby has now grown into a beautiful precious child : Lyra.

Here is my first character, working on my second
Who wants to be the Fae that claims this adorable child? I promise lots of cuteness.
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Name: Jessalyn
Race: Human
Position: not yet known
Age: 19
Personality: Kind but withdrawn. She tends to trust people a little too quickly and tries to attribute good to them even if there is no basis for it. Since she is blind she enjoys anything and everything she can, especially music and food. She even enjoys feeling different textures and smelling different smells. Her favorite scents are sandalwood and honeysuckle and anyone who offers her strawberries is instantly her friend.
When she gets angry she doesn't yell, although her quiet reproof makes you wish she would.
Background: Jessalyn was born blind in a family of twelve children, so they had very little money and attention to go around. Her father treated her like couldn't do anything for herself and her mother either kept her in the house, never letting her go outside to play with the others or even go to school. Her brothers and sisters pretended like she wasn't there most of the time, being jealous of her.
Finally she got a scholarship at nineteen to go to collage. It was a battle and a half to get her parents to allow her to go but they finally conceded only after the university offered to provide her with a seeing eye dog under the stipulation she would bring him to schools in the area for demonstrations.

Jessalyn's seeing eye dog :

Name : Lysander
Age: 5

Name: Naime Kiraole (Nay-Mee Kee-Roll)

Race: Fetai (Fae of Fate and Misfortune)
Position: In Court
Age: Unknown
Personality: Naime is a cruel Fae who has lived and died over and over again for an unknown time frame. She goes through mood swings constantly, but is always a seductress at heart, ruthless and cunning, and ever so deceptive.
Appearance: A haze clouds your vision, and you seem to not be able to concentrate. A strong scent of lavender and some unknown sweet smell fill your nose, and then you see her. At first the fogginess makes her hard to see, but then she comes into view. She is the most beautiful maiden you have ever seen, the embodiment of your dreams. Ideal body shape, ideal hair color, and eyes that shine the ideal eye color. She is everything you want. But looks can be deceiving.
Background: It is said that in ancient times, a half born Fae fell in love with the sun. Her name is unknown, but the story goes that the Fae wanted the sun so bad that she flew up into the sky and kissed it. Of course, she was instantly disintegrated, but the Fates had other plans. The girl's spirit roams the domain of the sky, calling out for her lover, but never finding one worthy enough to call her own. That's one of the origins that Naime tells the unwise and unworthy. Truly, she cannot remember a time where there was a definite start. There was always a beginning, middle, and end, but she always came back again either way. Naime is just a name given to this cruel fate spirit by fearful mortals. She has lived countless lives, drawing in unsuspecting lovers with her glamour and charm, and then vanishing into the night with them, never to be seen again. The mortals fear her as a life ending goddess who cuts short the lives of men. But that's just who Naime is. She has to have a lover, and they always must die, just like others must breath, or eat, or sleep. She hasn't the faintest clue where she came from or who she used to be. She just is. And that's okay with her. As long as she has someone enthralled under her spell, she will be satisfied.

Name: Estefania Militis
Race: Human
Position: Winter Knight
Age: Appears 32; Really 2,000 years old
Personality: Estefania appears as cold as the winter day, due to spending most of her life in the Fae realm. However, she is still a human and is very loyal to the ones she loves and to those who put their trust in her. She is a knight, and a knight without honor is not a knight at all, so when it comes to deals and bargains she is always careful to choose her words wisely and to never let her tongue slip, lest her deceptive ways be found out. Her end of the bargain shall always be upheld though: without question. Headstrong and determined, she'll never stop until the mission at hand is complete and her Queen is satisfied.
Appearance:
Background: Estefanie doesn't remember much about her childhood, but the one thing she did remember was playing in the snow one crisp morning; her brother right alongside her making snow angels. It was a truly blissful day. It suddenly all came to a crash when her father swooped her up, and rode her a few towns over. Only to be sold to a beautiful young woman of a wealthy and important looking stature. Images of her brothers face haunted her for years later.

Unbeknownst to Estefania was the young woman...her True character. So young she never knew. It wasn't until she was of the age of 18 in human years that she was told the truth. The young woman that had purchased her 18 years ago was Queen of the Unseelie Winter Court at the time. It was also revealed that Estefania crossed over to the Fae Realm with the Unseelie Queen that day so long ago when she was sold. An Aging Spell had also been placed on her. It had been so long to her that Estefania really bore no ill will towards the Queen, but instead loved her like a Mother, and cherished the bond that they had.

After a few hundreds years of living in the Fae Realm and learning their ways and all that there was to know about her Court, and crucial things about other Courts, Estefania was revealed to her that she was brought to the Fae Realm to fulfill her Destiny; one specific to the Winter Court. She was to be the Queens Winter Knight and to serve her with undying loyalty and unquestionable honor. She was to Swear an Oath to the Unseelie Queen of Winter and to all the Queens before and after her. Estefania did just that with no reluctance.

Estefania spent the next 600 years learning magic, a talent that she was born with naturally but had no idea she lied within her. Rumors spread through out the Court and the Winter Realm of the Human Champion that the Queen had named her Knight. The magic she wielded was no trifling matter either. She not only possessed Ice Magic but she also could perform quite a number of Healing Spells. Aside from magic, Estefania had the talents she acquired growing up--those of a cunning, skilled linguist. One especially deceptive in the art of Word Play.

It was long after that the Queen had Estefania running "errands" for her in the Human Realm. There were many promises and oaths that had been broken with the Queen and she had been waiting for opprotune moment to strike--and the tool she'd strike with. Estefania was all too pleased to do so. Pleasing the Queen many times over brought nothing but purpose and fulfilment to her life. Sadly...the Queen's time was coming to an end.

Rumors had begun to spring that King Bramden was going to dethrone the current Queen, and put Marzanna on the throne. Estefania would always love and cherish the Queen she grew up with and trained with, but when it was time for things to change, it was time for things to change, and the Queen was becoming weak. Estefania didn't oppose the idea of Marzanna ruling. She actually liked the young Fae. Estefania watched and observed Marzanna growing up for many years, keeping her presence concealed as best as possible.

Just as the rumors predicted, the outcome came about: Marzanna was made Queen of the Unseelie Winter Court, and Estefania was Oath-Bound to serve the Queen just as she had served the last one. And to this day Estefania has done just that.

Wrong Tab, sorry.