Oren

Biographical information

Birthplace Falwood Born Died Age 389 Home Where does your character tend to reside now? Sexuality Pronouns

Physical description

Race Fae, Sidhe Sub-Race Gender Male Height 5'10" Mass Hair color White as freshly fallen snow Eye color Like frosted glass Skin color Pale as the moon

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Out-of-character information

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A young Sidhe hunter of the Winter, or Unseelie, Court.

Being a fae of the Winter Court, it's quite fitting that Oren bears skin as pale as snow—and the hair and eyes to match it, too. No amount of exposure to the sun, willing or forced, will ever change his complexion past a merely vague breath of color. However, even with his bleached appearance, or perhaps as a result of it, Oren could certainly be described as a handsome and almost beautiful person, like so many others of his kind.

Oren commonly wears traditional hunting clothing in darkened hues, rarely seen without a bow or quiver nearby. A shortsword and dagger typically rest on his belt. Occasionally, he opts for a hooded white cloak to go along with the ensemble.

As with all fae, bears the power of Ley Magick and glamour, able to grant boons and gifts of his power to those he enters into pacts with. Many of his chosen warlocks are hunters that impress him with their skills, though the reasons for why he would choose to pact with one can vary greatly.

His personal element with which he is aligned is the air. This grants him a special resistance to its effects, rendering him from freezing and suffocation. Given this alignment, all air magic he casts comes at a far lessened cost and effort to him.

He does have some minor affinity towards an art he likes to refer to as 'metamorphosis,' revolving around the transmutation of both creature and inanimate creations into some other kind of life. An arrow into a writhing serpent or leaves into a swarm of flies are both distinct possibilities. However, as with all Sidhe, he cannot use his sorcery to affect his own person.

Being a lunar fae, he is also strongest during the winter solstice.

As quick and changing as the course of the wind itself, Oren is not one for an idle life. Excitement and adventure are something he thirsts for, something beyond the lackluster doldrums of parlour and courtly drama. The Sidhe swiftly switches from passion to passion, flirting with passing interests without any sign of halting his pace, with the most stable of them being his love for the hunt. It is perhaps for this lust of excitement that makes him so thrilled with the idea of mortals, who do so much with their short spurts of existence.

Being an unseelie fae, he makes little effort to embody any form of honor or integrity that the seelie choose to entertain. Cleverness and thrill proved to be of far more interest to him, much to the dismay of the mortals that had to deal with his more troublesome streaks, though he proves to be a great friend to those he enjoys the presence of and can prove to be incredibly protective of them.