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Name: Ailill
Gender: Male
Hobbies: Tending to the flora and fauna in the grove. Tormenting those that seek to harm the grove. Practicing his Life magic. Alchemy.
Race: Fae
Age: Unknown
Height: Around 6"
Weight: 5 to 10 ounces or so.
Eyes: Red
Hair: Red
Background
Birth
Ailill was born as a Spring Fae, governing the forces of Life and Creation in the grove. At first he was a perky little Fae, he was eager to know where he was needed, and what was needed, fluttering to and fro in the grove, mending the hurts of injured wildlife, or tending to flowers that had accidentally been crushed or damaged. He was popular among the Fae for his looks, a cute little thing clearly born from a pretty flower! He developed his powers somewhat quickly, as his natural affinity for Life magic being a Spring fairy granted him a higher grasp of it than other practitioners of such magic.
Taste of Loss
Ailill continued on this path for some time, happily serving Mother Nature during the Spring, and taking a backseat to his brothers and sisters during the other seasons, letting Nature take it's natural course without too much interference. However, each of the Season Fae were given strict orders on birth to never interfere with one another, Unfortunately, Ailill had grown affectionate and close to a wolf family. During the Winter one of the pups had been wounded and separated from the mother in the freezing snow...Ailill found the pup and despite his orders desperately attempted to stave off winters biting chill and save the life of the pup, defying nature itself...it was time for the pup to die, and despite his efforts, such was the case. Ailill had watched the creatures of the grove come and go, plants and animals all had to die at some time. But that pup...Ailill Could have saved them...who was to say he shouldn't save a life when he could?
Bitterness...
The incident left Ailill feeling somewhat empty of most of his emotions, aside from anger, he cursed Mother Nature viciously...and spited his brothers and sisters, and the other Fae of the grove. Today he still lingers in the grove...and he still loves the plants and animals there, he even stays out of his siblings way...but the entire incident has left him angry, he is foul mouthed and foul tempered. Humans tromping through the Grove on his watch are met with no mercy, generally shrunk with his Life magic and left to the insects and other creatures of the grove....
The Spring Fae
The time of renewal, rebirth and innocence, Spring is the essence of youth, vitality and virility. As the land shakes off its icy mantle and green begins to stir, at first showing through and then displacing the white, the Earth reawakens. Birds unheard for months cry out to the warming sun and the creatures of nature emerge from Winter dens, bringing with them newborn progeny. It is a time of intuition and impulse, of love and laughter. Spring rains wash away the dreary shadow of the previous days and infuse the soil with life-giving power.
Abilities
Life Magic
"I wear the forms of bird and beast and appear however I choose, for my flesh is but a garment. I change lesser beasts into greater ones and assert control over the forms of human beings. I can change them, sculpt them and even control their urges as I will."
Ailill can see the life in things and their potential. He can sense the first stirring of an unborn child, feel the flesh knitting in a healing wound and perceive the bond between young lovers, no matter how well they try to conceal it. He sees the blossoming of new ideas, friendships and possibilities. Ailill can create simple life to grow hale and strong, and bring on wakefulness or the suggestion of fresh perspective. The wind, element of motion and action, comes to the Fae's call. He can mend the hurts of greater beasts, humans included; can restore even terrible damage to his own being; and can exert control over the gentler emotions, such as love, compassion, appreciation and friendliness. He can also impart supernatural swiftness and grace and is able to move another to sudden action or impulsive behavior. He can give birth to ideas that grow and spread among others. He can feed energy into others' spells, fueling or expanding them. He is unique in his siblings, in that he may walk physically into the otherworldly reams of the Fae and can erode the Gauntlet naturally, allowing transit between multiple words. The hurts of others, no matter how grievous, can be undone.
Alchemy
He is quite good at creating potions and elixirs, from something like a love potion, to a salve that can cure even the most grievous injuries. He enjoys doing this and practices almost daily, working to keep his knowledge at it's peak!
Examples~
Elixirs
Fertility/Sterility Elixir
Truth/Falsehood Elixir
Strength/Weakness Elixir
Mental Clarity Elixir
Heavy Sleep Elixir
Vigor Elixir
Magical Aides
Irresistible Spices
Light Of Understanding
Oaths and Contracts
A Faerie can never intentionally violate a contract he wears on his own name. When an Other commits to a name bound Contract, obeying it defines his existence. Most Fae cannot even conceive of breaking such an oath, it would be like asking a mortal to grow a new head. On the other hand, a Faerie who makes a casual promise and later breaks it doesn't necessarily believe that he made a promise at all. A Fae might entertain a mortal with something that sounds like an oath, but a real oath is defined by enforceability. If it's not enforceable, it's not a promise. Fae who've dealt with mortals understand the human perspective better, but this is no help to anyone who bargains with them. Sheltered Fae can't imagine bending oaths, either, but their better traveled cousins can. They insert diabolical loopholes into their promises and know that most mortals don't know what a real oath is. True Fae usually make name bound oaths out of necessity. It would be premature to say all Fae swear on their names carefully. The Fae have their fair share of gamblers, impulsive personalities and desperate ploys.
A contract is much lighter, this is generally something sworn by both parties, one gives the other something in exchange for some sort of service. For instance in Ailills case, He can be convinced to use Alchemy or his magic for another creatures benefit, if offered something in return that strikes his fancy.
Current Contracts and Oaths
Disposition
This is where I will chronicle his relationship with others with a point value, this is more for me than you, as it helps me play the character properly, that way he can be played as he likes someone, instead of on how much I as the player like someone. Humans suffer a large negative penalty initially as he doesn't like them in the slightest. Elves generally start at true neutral, they are rumored cousins of the Fae hence he doesn't feel as much animosity. Other Fae get a small initial bonus as he feels a connection with them.
-100, This indicates open hostility, you are likely to end up shrunk and devoured by him or something else, or have some other horrid fate befall you.
-50, This indicates unfriendliness, he is unlikely to accept contracts and most certainly not Oaths, if you are trapped in a pitcher plant, he'll rub it's pitcher while you digest and cry for help!
0, Neutral, he doesn't really care one way or the other...he is just as likely to leave you in dangers hold, as he is to save you. He simply does things on a whim. He may or may not accept a Contract, but never an oath.
50, This indicates that he is Friendly to your character, he won't leave you to a life threatening fate, and will welcome contracts and even possibly an oath! You've earned a pixie pal!
100, This indicates Adoration, you are not just a friend, but you may as well (Or might be) a fellow Fae. He will treat you with respect and care, possibly risking his own health and safety to protect you. He will gladly accept Contracts, with possibly less of a cost. And Oaths become a near certainty. This can also indicate budding romance in the appropriate situations.
Acquaintances