Daemanis

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

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I can understand your concern however do not fear to much this campaign is designed to be an entry level campaign, so it is very very lenient with actions that happen, and I'm not out to kill the players, I actually want to see them succeed :D

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"Oh! I-I'm sorry,"
Cienna shook her head at this, she was used to people assuming that she could see, after all that was the normal, most people could see, and it was something that she was used to.
"I shouldn't’ve assumed anything."
“No, No, don’t... don’t... don’t be sorry” she stammered quickly, trying to alleviate any possible distress that the woman might be feeling. She felt the wind deflect again as she stumbled and moved as fast and as fluid as any of the fae races grabbing hold of the woman before her and instantly the burning in her wrist stopped, touching her sent a different kind of feeling through her this time though and she couldn’t say that it was a bad feeling even if she wanted to.
"Cienna Rose? Wow, that's...that's really pretty. I like it."
Hearing this the blush that was already on her face deepened she had to admit that she had received many compliments throughout the years, however she never really cared what others thought of her, now this woman simply saying that her name was pretty made her heart completely skip a beat.

"No, no! I-It's alright, really. I-I once had a soulmate who was a dwarf. That was...that was quite interesting,"
That was interesting, she couldn’t say if Emerald had been a soulmate or not as she had no way of seeing and they had been in constant contact since they were little. She guessed that she wasn’t however as they kept in touch now and then and she had heard that a person can only have one soulmate at a time. “I w… I would… I would say…” she trails off her hands still holding onto the woman in front of her and not really wanting to let go. “I would say that you are my first…” then a thought occurred to her that shocked her and sent her mind reeling, she didn’t want to go through the pain of losing a soul mate. “Sorry that didn’t… I didn’t… I mean… I’m… a Fairy… so… so.” She takes a deep breath before starting again. “I’ll live forever, basically...” she clarifies what she meant with a small sigh of relief.
"I...I-It's been a while since I've had a soulmate. I can't quite remember what happens after this part, hehehe."
“Well I guess, I guess we should go talk somewhere, I’m still really new to even having someone in my life.” She says acknowledging her own inexperience in relationships. “I’ve only ever been with one other person.” She finishes softly.
"Um, well...the night is young, as they say, haha. Although I'm not quite sure who 'they' are.... Anyways! My place! My...My apartment. I want to get to know you. Although, I'm not sure I should invite one there on the first date...o-or whatever this is! Um, I know a cafe near my apartment which is near here! Do you want to go there? O-Or something else...?"
“Well I could use with some food, I forgot to eat earlier” she says with a bright smile before it finally occurred to her that she didn’t even know her soulmates name.
“uh…uhm… yo… you’re… your name?” she asked not sure if she was supposed to know it already but having no way to know it she guessed it would be fine if she asked however this still made her nervous. She made sure that her soul mate was able to stand on her own before letting go and hovering backwards just a little as her own impulses were starting to get the better of her and if she didn't move back she was going to end up running her hands all over her face so that she might get a better picture of the woman that she was fated to be with.

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"Ah...H-Hello,"
She heard the voice of a woman confirming her suspicions, the tone sounded almost as scared as she was. ‘She’s a shy type as well’ she thought to herself slightly relaxing, knowing a shy person would be less likely to do anything that would be considered dangerous.
. "I'm...I'm your Soulmate. I'm afraid I-I don't know your name...I know it's Fae, but I-I can't read it,"
‘wait what did she just say’ her eyes go wide in shock, as her mind raced to try and understand the meaning of that, was she simply trying to pick her up or was there more to it.
She remembered the tales she had heard about soul bonding, something she never put too much faith in never having seen anything on it and not having found anything written in the books she often read.
She felt the wind around them deflect as the woman raised her arm for one reason or another. It is at that point that she remembered
‘Some are born with a name printed on their wrists with a date, this mark is the one they are destined to be with and it is unavoidable.’
“w… wai… wait…” she stammered as she rapidly tried to put everything together her mind racing a million miles a second “your… your name…” she continues before taking a deep breath in an attempt to focus. “your name... it’s on my wrist?” she asks before remembering that the woman before her had raised her arm to show her presumably. “and s… sorry… I can’t… I can’t read… well… that’s not exactly true… I… I can read… but only… braille…” she says rambling and then trailing off looking down a bright scarlet flush spreading across her face unsure of how her ‘soul mate’ would take the news of her being blind. She felt her heart trying to beat out of her chest as if to support what the woman before her was saying.
The burning in her arm was spreading as if demanding that she do something, but what, she couldn’t think what else there was to this soul bond thing, did they have to touch, what did they have to do to stop this burning sensation. It was then that it occurred to her that she hadn’t given her name.
“Cienna….” She says softly “Cienna Rose…” she adds unsure of what she should be doing or even how to act.
The only relationship experiences she had was with Emerald and that was now years ago, should they go out? Should they organize a date… and then she remembered what she was wearing and though she knew that many loved the look of her diminutive body she worried that this woman before her would not like her looks or the fact that she was exposing quite a bit of her body. She also knew a lot of the other races disliked the fact that wind fairies were permanently tiny unlike some of the other fairies that could shape shift she was stuck like this.
“I hope… I… IhopeI’mnotadissappointmentasasoulmatesorryI’mnottaller…” she kind of verbally vomits what was going through her mind, before covering her mouth with both her hands wanting to die.

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The poetry reading at the nearby Jazz club was running a little later than usual however Cienna didn’t mind sitting in the back with a drink in her hands, she could smell the sweet smell of the Cienna wafting up to her over the smell of cigarettes and sweat. It was a desert red that she had become partial to since she had discovered this club. She felt the fatigue of the day beginning to catch up with her as she stifled a yawn, she would down the rest of her glass rising from the chair at the same time her wings fanning out and lifting her gently off the ground. As she is inside she would hover two and a half feet off the ground so that she was at eye level for all the other patrons and made her way towards the entrance.

“Night Cienna.” The bar keeper called out to her waving with a friendly smile. He was a kind man whom had introduced her to the wine that carried the same name as her as a joke.
“Night” she would say waving back and exiting, the rain outside smelled fresh washing away the strong smells inside, she would drift out into the cool weather using her wind magic to create a protective barrier around her from the water. She would begin the short trek home which she had long since memorized using the wind that the water was throwing up to navigate made it easier than having to read still wind. She found herself enjoying herself even if the buzz she had got from her glass of wine made it so that she had to concentrate a little harder on flying than she normally would.
This part of town she had come to know as the ‘party central’ as there were a lot of different clubs and people were always mingling even this late at night. As she drifted along the sidewalk at a speed that would be considered walking speed if she were actually walking she felt a slight heat in her right wrist though she thought nothing of it, that is until she got closer to another club where that heat suddenly increased to a full-on burn.

‘something isn’t right’ she thought to herself rubbing the blazing part on her wrist. She would come to a stop near where she would guess the entrance to this particular club was based on the way the sound from inside seemed to increase and decrease in pitch.
She felt the wind deflecting around a person standing just outside and decided to ask, even if she would much prefer to ask someone she knew the pain in her wrist demanded that she stop as it was distracting her.
“U…uhm… E.. excus… excuse me…” she asked timidly extending the wind barrier she had generated to encompass the person she was talking to as she detected she was not covered by an umbrella or anything. “C…Can… can you… see… a.. a bite… o…on… m..m…my wrist…” she asked nervously as she extended her wrist to the person that she guessed was a woman based on her size and body type.

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@Samdragonx Awesome sauce :D

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@AvanhelsingI can't even see a channel called that O_O

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@Avanhelsing I'm on Discord but which section are you in?

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Well that's my character all posted up, now if only I had the art skils to draw her -sighs- no pictures available.

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Age:
It is impossible to determine her age as her kind always remain the same.
She appears to be about 18 however.
Gender:
Female
Appearance/Looks:

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Cienna has always been small standing only 3” tall but that is a trait that is common for fairies, what is less common are her piercing blue eyes that swirl with dark lines as if the colours themselves were moving. She keeps her long black hair pulled back into a pony tail which reaches to the small of her back without a single hair falling out of place nor a curl showing its face. Her skin is a soft satin like ivory that gives of a faint glow. Her ears are pointed but only slightly above that of a human while her teeth should she ever show them reveal her canines to be slightly elongated. Sprouting from the middle of her back is a pair of opalescent wings common amongst her kind however their pale undulating blue again is uncommon.
She likes to wear mostly black skin-tight clothing showing off her small body as much as possible, she can often be found wearing a black non-see-through teddy with pink trimmings and a pair of mini-shorts when going out. She never wears shoes no matter what she is doing however that is never really a drawback as she rarely if ever touches the ground outside of her apartment.
Species:
Wind Fairy
Sexual Preference:
Bi-sexual
Personality:
Kind of quiet at first Cienna seems to be withdrawn from others taking to listening to the world around her and moving at her own pace. While it might appear to an onlooker that she is shy this couldn’t be further from the truth, she simply does not know how to approach people. When she gets to know someone, and opens up to them, they will find that she is flirty and fun loving, and would be willing to give the world for anyone she cares for. When forced to interact with people she is unfamiliar with she will appear guarded.
Likes :
-Open spaces
-Classical Music
-Quiet
-Poetry
Dislikes:
-Loud Noises (Scares her)
-Surprises
-Crowded places
Bio:
Being born blind Cienna has had to learn to find her own way in the world. Her parents at a very young age disowned her sending her to an orphanage where she learned the hard way that people can’t always be trusted to have her best interests at heart. Growing up was difficult in the orphanage as other children would often tease her knowing that she couldn’t do anything about it due to her limitations. Being a Fairy, she was not born with her wings or her powers as they come with age. By the time she reached her 9th birthday she had basically withdrawn from all people seeking the quiet shelter of her bed or the small corner of the library she had come to love dearly.
On the eve of her 9th birthday she felt a surge of power run through her entire body followed by the most excruciating pain she had known, the moment her wings formed and attached to her was like being branded by a burning iron. After this moment, however some of the boys stopped picking on her, she would even say that some of them were nice to her. She would never know the beauty of her own wings or her young body that was developing into a true fairy. She had been told by some of the girls that she was too beautiful and that it wasn’t fair.
The girls seemed to despise her and be in awe of her at the same time and so their bullying and tormenting only got worse as she grew more beautiful. With the process that all young fairies go through when they come of age typically lasting anywhere from 5 to 6 years starting on their 9th birthday she would become more provocative in her clothing enjoying the feel of the air against her exposed skin.
The next few years at the Orphanage weren’t as bad as the boys started to take note of her and some even became friendly to her helping with the bullies. But it was a single girl that she became closest to, her name was Emerald a young elven girl who had lost her parents due to an accident about the same time that Cienna was forced into the Orphanage. As time passed the pair became inseparable. On the dawning of her 16th year she was sitting on the roof of the orphanage a place that her and Emerald discovered some years prior to escape the torments of daily life. For one reason or another that Cienna couldn’t understand the air around them felt different, as if filled with an electricity.
They were talking as Cienna faced the warmth of the setting sun with her eyes closed when suddenly Emerald went quiet, Cienna knew she hadn’t moved as the wind hadn’t been disturbed. A useful trait that she had learned with her wings is to read the wind to feel it’s tiny eddies and movements that formed around all solid objects. The next moments happened so fast that she barely had time to react she felt the wind move as Emerald moved in closer to her, nothing unusual for the pair as close as they were.
Then she felt something she had never felt before soft lips pressed against her own, the feeling sent a shock through her system and she pulled back in a knee jerk reaction a crimson blush spreading across her face.
Over the next two years Cienna grew into an adult and left the orphanage, for a time Emerald was by her side but like all good things, everything must come to an end and they parted ways, not badly as they keep in touch with each other, just Emerald had dreams of her own to pursue and Cienna would not have forgiven herself if she held Emerald back. She found a small apartment which she could call her own and slowly memorised where everything was so much that she was comfortable walking on the ground. Something she was never comfortable with outside, since she learned to hover at the age of 15 if she was out she was hovering and using her wings to navigate.
Now another 2 years later she happily lives on her own looking forward to the future and having as much fun as she can.
Occupation:
Librarian in a library for the blind.
Country of Origin:
England.
Feelings about meeting their soul mate:
She has only heard in passing about the soulmate bonds and never really seen the one she has not even knowing she has it.
Soul mate:
TBA
Other:
Tea
Also her name tattoo on her soul mate appears in the language of fae which can only be read by a fae as the symbols seem to shift each time they’re looked upon and seem to glow softly.

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litterally the most common written language I have come across is Draconic and Dwarvish lol