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E-mail: notthatwitty@Yahoo.com
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Character
Name: Aisling
Fandom: The Secret of Kells
Gender: Female
Age: Mentally and physically five, chronologically over two hundred
Time Period: Shortly before she breaks Brendan out of Kells
Wing Color: White
History: Aisling was born in a forest near Kells, many, MANY years ago, long before Kells even truly existed. Her people, the Tuatha de Dannon, were children of nature, old and full of magic, a part of the very earth itself. She lived there with her mother and her father, and by all accounts had a pretty good start on life, a happy, energetic child.
Then, Crom Cruach, an ancient God of Death, descended upon her people, and devoured them all, save for her. It left her alone within the forest before it was sealed up inside a mound by an old Saint, never to terrorize the people again. For many years, she lived alone in her forest, its caretaker, its ruler and the last of her people for miles. Until Brendan came.
A young brother from the near-by Abby of Kells, he’d snuck into her forest to find berries for ink. Although at first wary of him, she soon became deeply attached to the young boy, sympathizing with him in his own loneliness. He taught her about Kells, the illuminators that lived within, and she in turn taught him of the forest and its many secrets. She came to be fiercely loyal to Brendan, and broke him out of the Abby when his uncle locked him away, and even opened up Crom Cruachs old tomb for the boy, seemingly dying for his cause.
It was only later that she would show herself again to him, as a white wolf who, when Brendan and his mentor, Aidan, were about to be slain by the Vikings, jumped in with her pack to destroy the invaders, and allow Brendan to pass unharmed.
Only once more did she meet Brendan, leading him back to the old Abby of Kells, to his dying, now lonely and remorseful uncle, to show him the magnificent Book of Kells.
Personality: Aisling, though very, very old, older than any human in the movie, is still a child. This is made clear in everything, from the way she looks to her voice to her very actions and thoughts. While she is quite clever for a little girl, and exceedingly brave, she is so only in the context of how a little girl usually is. She is both an argumentative and prideful creature, and a caring, protective friend, willing to put her life on the line for the sake of those who are the closest to her, without question and without much hesitation.
Having lost her mother, Aisling is a lonely girl, having no one of her kind left to live with. She is one with the forest that she lives in: it is both her home and her family to her, and she is capable of communicating directly with it. Because of this, she is fiercely protective of the forest, and guards it tenaciously. Anyone who dares to do anything within it against her will is subject to her judgment, and the fairy doesn’t look too kindly on any intruders. In fact, she tends to be untrustworthy towards most people, and can quickly be provoked into an argument no matter who her adversary might be. She is, however, still cautious, and prefers to watch and stalk those who wander into territory she considers hers, waiting for the right moment to show herself.
Having little concept or connection with the outside world, instead of being shy or frightened of out outsiders, she sees no problem with ordering anyone who falls into her hands around like she’s the official queen of all the land. Stubborn to a fault, and highly demanding, she knows what she wants, when she wants it, and isn’t afraid of going about and getting it, one way or another. Despite Brendan being a whole head taller than she, Aisling put it in no uncertain terms when they first met that she wanted his ass out of her woods, and she wanted it out right now. Of course, being capable of commanding fog, controlling the growth of plants and communing with the forest animals there gives her a lot of reasons to be very proud of herself, so this sort of behavior is to be expected. As well, having no one to raise her at this point in her life but the forest, the animals and herself, she is unused to having to take any nonsense from anyone else.
Because of this, she can get into arguments quite quickly. Though Brendan never bothered to push the subject of their initial disagreement, Aisling showed that she could quite potentially carry any argument on infinitely if the opposition refused to let up. Because she is so proud, she can get defensive as well. Brendan, boasting about the Book of Kells, stated “Wait until you see it!” to which Aisling quickly replied “wait until you see my forest.” She also bragged about her speed, and teased Brendan for his inability to climb trees. Had she met with someone more willing to argue with her, it can certainly be assumed that Aisling would have carried on indefinitely to prove her point.
Hand in hand with this is her bravery. In the movie, Aisling not only puts herself at Croms mercy twice for Brendan, she violently attacks the Vikings who were about to slaughter Brother Aiden and Brendan in the forest. She is willing to risk everything for the people she cares about, even a painful and terrifying death at the hands of an old god, the same god that killed her people and mother. In fact, it could be said that it is because of the loss of her people and her mother that she fights so hard for the things she loves now. Already by herself, she is afraid of being left truly alone, and fears for the welfare of everyone who might come in contact with Crom or with the Vikings.
Indeed, while she is quite brave, along with her fear of being utterly abandoned is her terror of Crom. This ancient god dwelled in her forest, locked inside a cave by a powerful saint. Before the saint came though, Crom devoured everyone she had ever known, orphaning Aisling in the woods. Crom is the sum total of fear to her. All others compared to him are therefore only a fraction as terrifying. She’s looked what she would surely call the very manifestation of darkness in the face, so why should she be afraid of anything mortal?
However, despite all of this, Aisling is far from a broken and distrustful child. In fact, she is full of energy, playfully leaping from tree to rock, to the canopy and back again as Brendan attempts to talk to her. She is teasing and slightly impish, though pranks don’t seem to be of interest to her. Rather, she just prefers to playfully taunt Brendan, and anyone else she has grown attached to. She adores the forest and the creatures that live within it, playing and speaking with them as easily as she would her own family. Capable of shifting forms, her favorite one, and her signature pack in the forest, is the wolf, and she is very close with them.
Despite her original rather gruff behavior, Aisling is actually very tender hearted and kind, her defensive manner softening after Brendan told her he was an orphan. Anyone who shows actual kindness towards her and her forest tends to earn her trust quickly, and will soon fall under her protection. She is intensely loyal, and would go to any lengths to ensure that those she holds dear are safe and happy. Even if it means breaking rules, putting herself in intense danger, or even sacrificing herself.
Overall, Aisling, while bratty, bristly and totally independent, is also a little girl with an intense stubborn streak, extreme loyalty, a huge capacity for care and affection… and with a deep sense of loneliness and lingering fear. At her core, she is still a child, and her demeanor reveals that, but her sense of responsibility and character transcend a typical child’s.
Strengths: Physically, Aisling is very strong. In the movie, she was capable of not only tipping over a massive statue, but lifting it over her head and holding it there. She's also capable of climbing flat stone surfaces like a squirrel, shape shifting and communicating with animals. She can also sing and use her voice to cast spells, such as changing a cat into mist and controlling it through song. She's very athletic and acrobatic, quick on all fours and capable of leaping from branch to branch in trees as well as any trained gymnast. She's stubborn and intelligent for a little girl, and exceedingly brave.
Weaknesses: Physically, Aisling is weakened by powerful black magic, and it can drain her to the point of emaciation and exhaustion. Mentally, she's a child. She can barely read or write, and understandably has the same reasoning and logic as any five year old little girl. She's not entirely trusting either, and tends to pose a lot of questions before she's willing to trust anyone. Emotionally, Aisling has a bit of a temper, and can and will get into arguments at the drop of a hat, no matter how good or bad of an idea it happens to be at the time. She fears things that are strange and new, such as the inner walls of Kells, and fears black magic as well, such as the power of Crom Cruach.
(For the strengths and weaknesses section, feel free to include powers or special abilities if they apply.)
Samples (ALL samples must be set in Luceti-verse.)
First Person: Have you seen the magic levers in the houses yet? They're amazing! If you make it go up, the lights come on, and when you push it down, they go back off again. You can make the lights flash like lightning too. One of them isn't working anymore though. There was a pop and it went black. I tried to fix it but...
[There's the sound of broken glass being pushed around]
I couldn't pull it out so I thought breaking it would take it out, but now there's a little silver bit left over that still won't come out. I'm going to bring one of the not broken orbs with me back to the forest. It's better than a torch! I want a lot of them!
[So someone better come find her before she tries to take all the bulbs in the house]
Third Person: Swinging from branch to branch in the forest, Aisling did her usual rounds near the edge. Well, considering all the people in the city, there was a lot of unwelcome visitors to keep out. A lot more than she had to worry about at home. The forest here was obviously missing a protector, a job of which she was more than willing to take while she was away from her own home. She'd done a fairly good job, she believed, catching the few that wanted to enter the forest near the outskirts and scaring them off, either with a show of the few wildlife that she could still command past the dampening of her powers, or through merely appearing herself... Albeit as a wolf. Not many people would be too terrified of a little girl, though there were the few that seemed to think the pale little girl was a ghost.
She paused in one of the branches, leaning forward to listen. She heard something, not too far away in the woods. Another intruder? It was something to do, lord knew she was actually starting to get a little bored. She went off like a shot towards where she heard branches snapping, staying up in the trees. She didn't want to be caught yet after all. She wanted to see who wanted to come in first. She really couldn't help the curiosity. Maybe it might be a new friend... She'd like to see someone more like her at the forests edge, instead of another adult. She was starting to get tired of them. In the uppermost branches now, she peered down at the forest floor below, seeking out the invader into her territory, trying to keep silent even as the smaller branches rustled and whispered at every little move she made. What would she do once she caught them? Well that would entirely depend on how they acted towards her, now wouldn't it?
Name: Squid
Livejournal/Dreamwidth Username: hailthenarc
E-mail: notthatwitty@Yahoo.com
AIM/MSN: AIM: Squiddlypeon
Current Characters at Luceti: n/a
Character
Name: Aisling
Fandom: The Secret of Kells
Gender: Female
Age: Mentally and physically five, chronologically over two hundred
Time Period: Shortly before she breaks Brendan out of Kells
Wing Color: White
History: Aisling was born in a forest near Kells, many, MANY years ago, long before Kells even truly existed. Her people, the Tuatha de Dannon, were children of nature, old and full of magic, a part of the very earth itself. She lived there with her mother and her father, and by all accounts had a pretty good start on life, a happy, energetic child.
Then, Crom Cruach, an ancient God of Death, descended upon her people, and devoured them all, save for her. It left her alone within the forest before it was sealed up inside a mound by an old Saint, never to terrorize the people again. For many years, she lived alone in her forest, its caretaker, its ruler and the last of her people for miles. Until Brendan came.
A young brother from the near-by Abby of Kells, he’d snuck into her forest to find berries for ink. Although at first wary of him, she soon became deeply attached to the young boy, sympathizing with him in his own loneliness. He taught her about Kells, the illuminators that lived within, and she in turn taught him of the forest and its many secrets. She came to be fiercely loyal to Brendan, and broke him out of the Abby when his uncle locked him away, and even opened up Crom Cruachs old tomb for the boy, seemingly dying for his cause.
It was only later that she would show herself again to him, as a white wolf who, when Brendan and his mentor, Aidan, were about to be slain by the Vikings, jumped in with her pack to destroy the invaders, and allow Brendan to pass unharmed.
Only once more did she meet Brendan, leading him back to the old Abby of Kells, to his dying, now lonely and remorseful uncle, to show him the magnificent Book of Kells.
Personality: Aisling, though very, very old, older than any human in the movie, is still a child. This is made clear in everything, from the way she looks to her voice to her very actions and thoughts. While she is quite clever for a little girl, and exceedingly brave, she is so only in the context of how a little girl usually is. She is both an argumentative and prideful creature, and a caring, protective friend, willing to put her life on the line for the sake of those who are the closest to her, without question and without much hesitation.
Having lost her mother, Aisling is a lonely girl, having no one of her kind left to live with. She is one with the forest that she lives in: it is both her home and her family to her, and she is capable of communicating directly with it. Because of this, she is fiercely protective of the forest, and guards it tenaciously. Anyone who dares to do anything within it against her will is subject to her judgment, and the fairy doesn’t look too kindly on any intruders. In fact, she tends to be untrustworthy towards most people, and can quickly be provoked into an argument no matter who her adversary might be. She is, however, still cautious, and prefers to watch and stalk those who wander into territory she considers hers, waiting for the right moment to show herself.
Having little concept or connection with the outside world, instead of being shy or frightened of out outsiders, she sees no problem with ordering anyone who falls into her hands around like she’s the official queen of all the land. Stubborn to a fault, and highly demanding, she knows what she wants, when she wants it, and isn’t afraid of going about and getting it, one way or another. Despite Brendan being a whole head taller than she, Aisling put it in no uncertain terms when they first met that she wanted his ass out of her woods, and she wanted it out right now. Of course, being capable of commanding fog, controlling the growth of plants and communing with the forest animals there gives her a lot of reasons to be very proud of herself, so this sort of behavior is to be expected. As well, having no one to raise her at this point in her life but the forest, the animals and herself, she is unused to having to take any nonsense from anyone else.
Because of this, she can get into arguments quite quickly. Though Brendan never bothered to push the subject of their initial disagreement, Aisling showed that she could quite potentially carry any argument on infinitely if the opposition refused to let up. Because she is so proud, she can get defensive as well. Brendan, boasting about the Book of Kells, stated “Wait until you see it!” to which Aisling quickly replied “wait until you see my forest.” She also bragged about her speed, and teased Brendan for his inability to climb trees. Had she met with someone more willing to argue with her, it can certainly be assumed that Aisling would have carried on indefinitely to prove her point.
Hand in hand with this is her bravery. In the movie, Aisling not only puts herself at Croms mercy twice for Brendan, she violently attacks the Vikings who were about to slaughter Brother Aiden and Brendan in the forest. She is willing to risk everything for the people she cares about, even a painful and terrifying death at the hands of an old god, the same god that killed her people and mother. In fact, it could be said that it is because of the loss of her people and her mother that she fights so hard for the things she loves now. Already by herself, she is afraid of being left truly alone, and fears for the welfare of everyone who might come in contact with Crom or with the Vikings.
Indeed, while she is quite brave, along with her fear of being utterly abandoned is her terror of Crom. This ancient god dwelled in her forest, locked inside a cave by a powerful saint. Before the saint came though, Crom devoured everyone she had ever known, orphaning Aisling in the woods. Crom is the sum total of fear to her. All others compared to him are therefore only a fraction as terrifying. She’s looked what she would surely call the very manifestation of darkness in the face, so why should she be afraid of anything mortal?
However, despite all of this, Aisling is far from a broken and distrustful child. In fact, she is full of energy, playfully leaping from tree to rock, to the canopy and back again as Brendan attempts to talk to her. She is teasing and slightly impish, though pranks don’t seem to be of interest to her. Rather, she just prefers to playfully taunt Brendan, and anyone else she has grown attached to. She adores the forest and the creatures that live within it, playing and speaking with them as easily as she would her own family. Capable of shifting forms, her favorite one, and her signature pack in the forest, is the wolf, and she is very close with them.
Despite her original rather gruff behavior, Aisling is actually very tender hearted and kind, her defensive manner softening after Brendan told her he was an orphan. Anyone who shows actual kindness towards her and her forest tends to earn her trust quickly, and will soon fall under her protection. She is intensely loyal, and would go to any lengths to ensure that those she holds dear are safe and happy. Even if it means breaking rules, putting herself in intense danger, or even sacrificing herself.
Overall, Aisling, while bratty, bristly and totally independent, is also a little girl with an intense stubborn streak, extreme loyalty, a huge capacity for care and affection… and with a deep sense of loneliness and lingering fear. At her core, she is still a child, and her demeanor reveals that, but her sense of responsibility and character transcend a typical child’s.
Strengths: Physically, Aisling is very strong. In the movie, she was capable of not only tipping over a massive statue, but lifting it over her head and holding it there. She's also capable of climbing flat stone surfaces like a squirrel, shape shifting and communicating with animals. She can also sing and use her voice to cast spells, such as changing a cat into mist and controlling it through song. She's very athletic and acrobatic, quick on all fours and capable of leaping from branch to branch in trees as well as any trained gymnast. She's stubborn and intelligent for a little girl, and exceedingly brave.
Weaknesses: Physically, Aisling is weakened by powerful black magic, and it can drain her to the point of emaciation and exhaustion. Mentally, she's a child. She can barely read or write, and understandably has the same reasoning and logic as any five year old little girl. She's not entirely trusting either, and tends to pose a lot of questions before she's willing to trust anyone. Emotionally, Aisling has a bit of a temper, and can and will get into arguments at the drop of a hat, no matter how good or bad of an idea it happens to be at the time. She fears things that are strange and new, such as the inner walls of Kells, and fears black magic as well, such as the power of Crom Cruach.
(For the strengths and weaknesses section, feel free to include powers or special abilities if they apply.)
Samples (ALL samples must be set in Luceti-verse.)
First Person: Have you seen the magic levers in the houses yet? They're amazing! If you make it go up, the lights come on, and when you push it down, they go back off again. You can make the lights flash like lightning too. One of them isn't working anymore though. There was a pop and it went black. I tried to fix it but...
[There's the sound of broken glass being pushed around]
I couldn't pull it out so I thought breaking it would take it out, but now there's a little silver bit left over that still won't come out. I'm going to bring one of the not broken orbs with me back to the forest. It's better than a torch! I want a lot of them!
[So someone better come find her before she tries to take all the bulbs in the house]
Third Person: Swinging from branch to branch in the forest, Aisling did her usual rounds near the edge. Well, considering all the people in the city, there was a lot of unwelcome visitors to keep out. A lot more than she had to worry about at home. The forest here was obviously missing a protector, a job of which she was more than willing to take while she was away from her own home. She'd done a fairly good job, she believed, catching the few that wanted to enter the forest near the outskirts and scaring them off, either with a show of the few wildlife that she could still command past the dampening of her powers, or through merely appearing herself... Albeit as a wolf. Not many people would be too terrified of a little girl, though there were the few that seemed to think the pale little girl was a ghost.
She paused in one of the branches, leaning forward to listen. She heard something, not too far away in the woods. Another intruder? It was something to do, lord knew she was actually starting to get a little bored. She went off like a shot towards where she heard branches snapping, staying up in the trees. She didn't want to be caught yet after all. She wanted to see who wanted to come in first. She really couldn't help the curiosity. Maybe it might be a new friend... She'd like to see someone more like her at the forests edge, instead of another adult. She was starting to get tired of them. In the uppermost branches now, she peered down at the forest floor below, seeking out the invader into her territory, trying to keep silent even as the smaller branches rustled and whispered at every little move she made. What would she do once she caught them? Well that would entirely depend on how they acted towards her, now wouldn't it?
