Character Bios-A

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Name:
Aiden

Age:
Apparent-Early 20s Actual: (We've never gotten a straight answer out of him)

Nature:
Puck

Personality & History
No one knows where the impish little puck came from or how long ago he was born. He tends to answer such personal questions in riddles and rhymes, you might want to try your luck and ask him sometime. While he always means well, he usually causes trouble and others normally take the blame. He loves to dance, sing, and most of all, play practical jokes or cast harmless spells on unsuspecting humans. He cannot be killed as far as we know (the Gods know Ceirdwyn's tried more than a few times). He's slow to anger but when he is angered he can be rather vicious although he doesn't normally harm anyone (if they're mortal anyway).

Appearance:
Fairly tall (5'10) youthful man with long, snowy white hair and brilliant icy blue eyes, usually dancing with amusement or sparkling with mischief. He wears his hair down with a single braid at each temple, letting the rest of his fall down his back. His face is very fair but has an angular shape as most fairfolk's faces tend to have. His ears are slightly pointed and his hands & fingers are long and slender. You can never be quite sure what he'll wear but at the present moment he's dressed in a blue tunic, blue hose and soft leather shoes just as he used to when he would annoy his "dear friend" Ceirdwyn in medieval Scotland.

Name:
Amanda Walters (Soweho Quinn)

Age:
22

Nature:
Human

Abilities:
None

History
Married at 17, her parents were murdered when she was 3 by klans-members in a member's rally. They were attacked in the house, her mother was raped and murdered by a slice to the throat and her father was dismembered. She was saved after the house had been set on fire and she and her twin brother hid in the basement. They were found as the firefighters doused the flames, and they had come out to find their parents.

They spent the next few years of their life in an orphanage and were soon separated when they were 7. At 16, she ran away and met Jeffrey Walters, an import/exporter (drug dealer).

They married a year later, and her life became a living hell, he beat her repeatedly over anything and everything. Two years ago he beat her within an inch of her life, and caused her to miscarry their first child. She has escaped him and has come to Mansion Calabrillo seeking sanctuary. She has run into Penderrin and is now terrified.

Appearance:
At the moment, blue jeans a tshirt and sneakers. Her face is swollen from the beating she has recieved earlier in the evening. Normally, she had raven black hair, green eyes, full pouting lips, olive skin and high cheekbones, inherited from her Cherokee heritage. She stands 5'5" and weighs 123 lbs.

Name:
Avatar

Appearance and History:

The man known only as Avatar is considered mysterious, even to those who know him well. No one knows of his purpose, and no one knows whether it is evil or good. He merely does what he does, and does it well. Avatar claims no one place as his origin, and indeed usually deftly dodges the question whenever it is put to him. He stands about 6'1", with broad shoulders and a face that is rough but appealing when it is seen. Avatar always wears a pair of white slacks, white silk shirt, and white trenchcoat. He pairs this with a pair of--oddly enough--white steel-toed leather boots and a somewhat wide-brimmed white fedora with black leather band. His hair is long and neatly-trimmed, and is of a auburn or chestnut brown color. It is usually tied in a ponytail, although it has been free-flowing on occasions. His eyes are a striking blue-green color, the color of ice from the most crystal-clear lake in the world. It is a well-known fact that he carries a shotgun of unknown make under his coat; he uses it one-handed, causing many to believe that it is a sawed-off pump shotgun, probably a Winchester. Avatar himself is strangely silent, merely smiling that feral little smile that has won the hearts of many, neither denying nor admitting the rifle's existence. His nose is a little bit short for his face, but not much. It seems to give him a hawkish face when viewed in profile. His face is usually shadowed by the fedora when inside or outside during the day; at night, it also casts a shadow over his whole upper body. He carries himself confidently, his legs carrying him in long strides, his arms swinging lazily along at his sides. Avatar has what can best be described as a "purposeful walk": he always looks like he's going somewhere, even if he's not. He has an arcane personality, purposely making himself hard to get close to. Avatar is very careful not to reveal himself too much to any one person, for to do so would expose the easily wounded and soft underbelly of his soul and person. He has a silky voice and speaks with a silver tongue which lends itself equally to flattery, insults, persuasion, seduction, and stinging assaults. In those situations where talking solves nothing, Avatar prefers to let his sawed-off shotgun do the talking; it accomplishes its purpose quite well in this aspect--he is a crack shot, rarely (if ever) missing a shot. Avatar has been seen several times throughout history, leading many to believe he is some sort of immortal, or a vampire, or something even worse that none want to admit the existence of. Avatar, as usual, is tight-lipped on this matter, usually responding with, "I come from where I come from and go where I please." This serves as answer enough for most, but some feel the need to dig further: this is not advised, for while he will put up with nagging questions about his history for a while, anyone foolish enough to continue annoying him with continued questions usually "disappears", never to be seen again...at least not in this lifetime. Reports have filtered from ancient Sumeria, where the cuneiform of its people is being translated for the first time in history, of a "white-cloaked savior...bearing a weapon, a rod of great destruction, killing any who rouse the anger of he..." Greek scholars credit a "man of purest-white...seeming both unearthly and human at the same time...surely an avatar of the gods" for many of their discoveries; some believe this, if it is Avatar the scholars speak of, to be the place where Avatar acquired his name. He was found in the records of Rome as being present as Rome burned, watching over from atop a nearby hillside. And so on, throughout the history of Earth, time and time again, a beneficial man in white clothes of varying type is mentioned in the annals of history--but despite the clothes, the man mentioned always has the same ferally-grinning, hawklike face, always shadowed from a hat or other headgear, and in some cases from no source visible. Thus is Avatar.

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