Who am I? I am the lord of the Broken Towers, the Misty Halls, Cold Comfort, Red Hill, and Joyous Guard, the master of Forlorn amongst my other lands and houses, men know me as Tam Lin, The Last Friend, Tirithon, I am a captain of Nuadha's host, Elcmar, the Lord of Doors, Earl of Narrow Places and many other names. I invite you to my table~
As old as his tongue and a few years older than his teeth
Titania, the Gealach of Tír na nÓg and Queen of the Faeries
~Fith Fath: Ronan is capable of shifting his form into a wide arrange of forms and creatures, though such forms seem to be limited to living creatures. Likewise, Subject Cu’s physiological capabilities are far greater than that of an average humans, with his epidermal layer resistant to many forms of injury.
~The Twisted Path: Ronan utilizes magic that can be used to make people see and think things he wants. Humans with weak wills can easily be pulled into mental trance that makes them highly susceptible to him.
~My Erstwhile Allies: Ronan able to exert a certain degree of control over his natural surroundings, though the extent of this power degrades the further he is from his mother's crown. Such things such as animal empathy and minor elemental control remain accessible to him in his current state, growing in magnitudes of power the closer he is to the diadem.
~A Deal Struck: Ronan is able to unconsciously grant a person a power, an object of power or change nearly any event within their power to something as trivial as transporting them to a location or as simple as knowledge on something. He seems only capable of using this power subconsciously and only if a “bargain” is struck between him and the other party. He may impose his authority on any agreement he makes and agree to three times, provided the person is not being magically coerced into the agreement. As long as he carries out his side of the bargain (and he is compelled to do so), the other party must likewise obey or find themselves cast under Rowan's power for up to a year and a day for each clause they broke, if they break the terms of the agreement.
~The Crown Of Thorns: This crown of briars is everblooming and everdying in all manner of forest flowers. The crown serves to amplify Ronan's already considerable power when worn, though he seem's hesitant to even acknowledge its existence. Personally considers it his greatest shame.
-Ronan finds himself physically unable to cross the threshold of a home if the doors, windows, and flu are shut, unless he is invited. You cannot enter any private building that has iron hung above the primary door without permission from an owner or resident, nor can he use any abilities to affect creatures inside such a dwelling if you are not allowed inside. The iron must be explicitly hung above the door, separate from the door frame - an iron door frame has no special effect on him. A private building is a location like a home or warehouse where the general public is not normally allowed.
-Ronan finds himself physically unable to touch any creature so long as is wearing some form of red thread. Synthetics such as nylon and other polymers have no protection, nor does this protection safeguard against other forms of assault, such as humans under Ronan’s glamour.
-Upon contact with treated and untreated iron, Rowan’s highly resistant epidermal suffers injury akin to that of a third degree burn. According to him, the mere presence of iron is enough to induce feeling of nausea and illness and he will make every attempt to avoid at all costs.
-Ronan finds himself physically unable to cross a line of salt, even if threatened with violence. While he is perfectly capable of going around such a barrier if permitted, the act of stepping over seems entirely beyond him. The distant he maintains from such defenses varies depends on the amount used.
-Ronan is incapable of lying. He has only ever been determined to tell the truth, however, the extent of "what the truth is" varies wildly. Oftentimes, when interrogated, the he will talk in circles with riddles, cryptic meanings, or sometimes just nonsense. While snippets of factual information has been gleamed from careful analysis of these conversations, all interactions thus far admit that such efforts are exhausting. Ronan has learned to bend the truth so hard, it almost threatens to break...
The Queen of Fae
Ruled all the Night,
All with her crimson mark;
The Prince of Fae
Stole her thorny crown,
And thought it a merry lark.
The King of Fae
Called for the Hunt,
And beat the Prince full sore;
The Prince of Fae
With broken heart,
Was banished forevermore.
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