RE: The Grand OC SII: The Re-OCening: Week 26: SANGUINE!
06-21-2017, 09:09 AM
Name: Falachar mac Morchroi
Gender: Male
Species: Vampiric Fey (Blood-Talker)
Color: Predictable but appropriate.
Description: If you took a brief glance at Falachar, the first thing you will notice is how beautiful he looks. The second thing you will notice is how beautiful he makes himself look. From the plumed hat delicately alight on his head to the distractingly open shirt, it is almost easy to ignore his capillary-like antlers and the blood-red fetlocks of a horse that he stands on. You see, Falachar is a Fair Folk, a Fuath of the liquid mortality called blood.
If you spend time around Falachar, you will realize he is a bit of a troublemaker. He is quick-tempered, mercurial, and a bit of an incorrigible flirt. Despite his roguish demeanor, Falachar is genuine and gallant, eager to right wrongs (and write poems). While he would defer being called “a hero” (as Aos Si cannot be categorized as good or evil and he does not want to give the wrong impression), he wants to do good, inspired by the good and beauty in others. His personality is infectious. It is not so much fairy magic as his sheer earnestness, which gives everything he does a charismatic veneer. Even his hot-headedness is oddly inspiring in the right light.
Ability: Falachar is not seen without two things: a dundeen pipe and a hurdy-gurdy. The pipe is just for show. The hurdy-gurdy is for use, a means to project his fairy magic. Falachar can “talk to blood,” his performances having supernatural influence over blood and viscerally positive emotions. The songs never result in direct offense, but the results can be quite profound. For instance, he can sing blood back into a dying man or make a person weep with joy at a good memory long thought to be lost.
If all else fails, Falachar is very capable of fighting. He is incredibly strong. Not exactly superhuman but he is definitely strong enough to bend pipes into horseshoes, all backed behind an elegant mastery of broadsword he would rather use to dramatically flourish than to end a life. After all, you don’t really get a lot of romance if you keep off chopping heads.
Biography: The Fuath are a category of fey strongly associated all aspects of water. The endless expanse of the sea, the serpentine grace of rivers, or the tranquility of pristine lakes, the aspects can be large. Or at least used to be. The rise of Man had a considerable impact on the Fair Folk. While the realm has not become diminished in any way like they feared, things had certainly changed and with the Age of Technology, the Otherworld had certainly became more complicated.
Falachar is a Fuath who manifested with a “modern” aspect of water. The narrow (and too earthly) nature of his aspect ensures that he will never reach the levels of his more primordial kin, not that Falachar cares. The relationship between them is as frosty as the first inklings of winter. Falachar never really believed them, that he was unlucky and “weak.” However, Falachar did believe in fate, that there was a place in the world for him and it was definitely not in the Otherworld which is nothing if hostile. Indeed, there was no love lost between them as he left the Otherworld to find his fate in the realms of Man.
In the preceding centuries, he still had not found his fate, but his shenanigans and the occasional heroic exploit had allowed him to find a holistic balance in life. Perhaps, he will find his destiny one day but for now, he will just enjoy himself. The journey is just as important as the end, after all.
Gender: Male
Species: Vampiric Fey (Blood-Talker)
Color: Predictable but appropriate.
Description: If you took a brief glance at Falachar, the first thing you will notice is how beautiful he looks. The second thing you will notice is how beautiful he makes himself look. From the plumed hat delicately alight on his head to the distractingly open shirt, it is almost easy to ignore his capillary-like antlers and the blood-red fetlocks of a horse that he stands on. You see, Falachar is a Fair Folk, a Fuath of the liquid mortality called blood.
If you spend time around Falachar, you will realize he is a bit of a troublemaker. He is quick-tempered, mercurial, and a bit of an incorrigible flirt. Despite his roguish demeanor, Falachar is genuine and gallant, eager to right wrongs (and write poems). While he would defer being called “a hero” (as Aos Si cannot be categorized as good or evil and he does not want to give the wrong impression), he wants to do good, inspired by the good and beauty in others. His personality is infectious. It is not so much fairy magic as his sheer earnestness, which gives everything he does a charismatic veneer. Even his hot-headedness is oddly inspiring in the right light.
Ability: Falachar is not seen without two things: a dundeen pipe and a hurdy-gurdy. The pipe is just for show. The hurdy-gurdy is for use, a means to project his fairy magic. Falachar can “talk to blood,” his performances having supernatural influence over blood and viscerally positive emotions. The songs never result in direct offense, but the results can be quite profound. For instance, he can sing blood back into a dying man or make a person weep with joy at a good memory long thought to be lost.
If all else fails, Falachar is very capable of fighting. He is incredibly strong. Not exactly superhuman but he is definitely strong enough to bend pipes into horseshoes, all backed behind an elegant mastery of broadsword he would rather use to dramatically flourish than to end a life. After all, you don’t really get a lot of romance if you keep off chopping heads.
Biography: The Fuath are a category of fey strongly associated all aspects of water. The endless expanse of the sea, the serpentine grace of rivers, or the tranquility of pristine lakes, the aspects can be large. Or at least used to be. The rise of Man had a considerable impact on the Fair Folk. While the realm has not become diminished in any way like they feared, things had certainly changed and with the Age of Technology, the Otherworld had certainly became more complicated.
Falachar is a Fuath who manifested with a “modern” aspect of water. The narrow (and too earthly) nature of his aspect ensures that he will never reach the levels of his more primordial kin, not that Falachar cares. The relationship between them is as frosty as the first inklings of winter. Falachar never really believed them, that he was unlucky and “weak.” However, Falachar did believe in fate, that there was a place in the world for him and it was definitely not in the Otherworld which is nothing if hostile. Indeed, there was no love lost between them as he left the Otherworld to find his fate in the realms of Man.
In the preceding centuries, he still had not found his fate, but his shenanigans and the occasional heroic exploit had allowed him to find a holistic balance in life. Perhaps, he will find his destiny one day but for now, he will just enjoy himself. The journey is just as important as the end, after all.