I've been looking for something like this!

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Name: Rhiannon Jones
Age: 17
Species: Ellyll (Plural: Ellyllon)(Welsh faerie - think of elves/faeries or Sidhe (Common misconception - Sidhe are actually Irish!)) (See: http://www.madog.org/dysgwyr/gramadeg/gramadeg1.html for a guide to the pronunciation - it takes some practice if you're not a first language Welsh speaker).

Appearance: [IMG]http://24.media.tumblr.com/370d080c63cc721234dd1b7825dc8b5c/tumblr_mg6fkkfKQc1rcksbno1_1280.jpg[/img]
Red-haired and blue eyes with pale skin, Rhiannon has a delicate beauty about her which entrances and mesmerizes those who look upon her features. She is neither tall nor short, standing at an extremely average five foot six inches tall with a petite physique which merely adds to her porcelain-like attraction. Vain and immensely proud of her appearance, she chooses to dress in clothes which accentuate her pale skin and fiery hair; largely in blacks but she takes care to add the colours of her Ellyll Court via coloured belts, jewelry and hair accessories.

Generally she chooses to wear a black, knee-length skirt, black stockings and a petticoat of the same colour with a plain white shirt to break the monotony. A sky blue belt around her waist, over her shirt so it is clearly visible, provides no function other than as an accessory while a white-gold necklace hung around her neck with a blue amethyst gem set in tear-drop shape continues her small dedication to the Court. Finally, a flower that appears to grow from her head itself, as no stalk is visible behind her ear nor is any clip present, is the single visible sign of her heritage. In line with her colours, the flower is a brilliant azure colour. A delicate scent of a multitude of flowers follows Rhiannon wherever she goes although she wears no perfume.

Powers: Rhiannon has been mistaken for a siren before as she has the ability to influence people through song or poetry, even simple hummed tunes can have an effect. This can range from making someone happier, or angrier, to seizing control of their limbs for the purpose of making the target flee or fight for her; obviously the more overt the control a more powerful song is required and this will drain her stamina quickly.

More useful in a combat situation is her ability to control nature via song, in a similar manner to a dryad. She can sing to plants to rapidly enhance their growth, give them minds of their own or to manipulate as weapons. Singing is not required for this ability but it helps (Ellyllon are advised against using their power to directly control nature without some kind of medium).

Bio: Born in the country of Wales (part of the United Kingdom) and raised in a very rural town where beings such as the Ellyllon walk amongst humans (often without their knowledge), Rhiannon has a strange heritage of Ellyllon and human culture and attitudes. Her mother was a human while her father was an Ellyll. It was clear from a young age that she took mostly after her father's blood with her ability to manipulate water and small plants appearing early on her life. As time passed and she gained an intense love for music she gained the rarer magic of using song to influence emotions, much like a siren.

At this stage Rhiannon was aged 13 and her talent for song had already been noticed; she performed in a school band, was member of the choir both at the local church, for the county and for her school and was often asked to perform at the local public house as her singing 'always seemed to cheer everyone up'. When her father came to realise her ability he made sure she was aware of the consequences it might have, and also the danger of letting those around her know of it. Being young and not understanding the true danger she pushed her father's advice to the back of her mind and carried on indulging her adoration of music.

Shortly after turning 16 someone who was immune to her magic became aware of the influence she had on everyone else she was performing to that day in the school hall; the end of term and a celebration of good results during the exam period. Her unintended spell was broken when he accused her of being a siren mid-way through a piece and suddenly the entire audience turned against her. Barely escaping without serious injury, although with several minor bruises, she fled home where her father organised for her to enroll in a school more fitting for her abilities.
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Supernatural CS.

EDIT: Regarding the lack of teacher characters, I could make one or suggest that we NPC them?