Daeira Keres
Jan 13, 2014 14:53:30 GMT
Post by Daeira Keres on Jan 13, 2014 14:53:30 GMT
Name:
Daeira Keres
Age & Birth date:
25, 3rd June
Job (for adults):
none
Subject Selection (For students):
none
Species:
Fairy
Parents:
Cosmos and Trinity.
Siblings:
Jewel, Sybill, Homer, Pernell, Queen and Bunny
Spouse:
none
Child/ren:
None
Appearance:
She's fair skinned with blonde hair and blue eyes. She stands at only 1.4 inches tall, and often times wears a black, frilly, backless black dress with no shoes. Daeira has black wings, which is unusual for a fairy, but not unheard of.
Personality:
She's vain, like all the fay, but she's also very lonely, her odd wings made the others in her flock ostracize her while she was with them, they thought she was cursed, for having no bright light. She's rather blunt and frightfully clever.
-Boggart;
shoes
-Patronus;
n/a
-Mirror of Erised;
to be human sized and not helpless
Special Abilities:
Fairies can fly and do small charms
Back story:
Daeira was abandoned by her parents at age seven when she was stepped on by a wizard, the wizard, a completely mad name by the name of Nathan found her, and despite being an utter sociopath he didn't hurt her. She grew up hiding in his hair, witnessing a world of fear and death and torture.
Nathan was arrested, and from his prison cell he urged her to fly away, because she never did anything wrong. She did, but had nowhere to go, so lived in the rafters of pubs and stole people's food and drink, she became alcohol dependent.
Eventually someone caught her, and put her in a jar as a nightlight for their young son, the boy took great pleasure in heating the bottom of the jar or shaking it around because she wasn't bright.
One day he dropped the jar and it shattered, and Daeira left, but not before using a shard of her shattered prison to puncture his corritoid artery and leaving him to bleed to death under a sleeping charm.
Affiliated NPCs:
Her family.
Sample:
Daeira was laying on the piping lining the roof of the Leaky cauldron. She had a wooden tankard in one hand and a happy smile on her face. She had intended to stop drinking after the dead-boy capture but the blood, washing her off his convulsing body haunted her. His brown eyes glaring as he lit a fire under her little jar haunted her. Nathan's eyes as he demanded she leave. The faces of the people he hurt.
But Nathan had saved her, he wasn't a completely bad person was he? He couldn't be all bad, unless she was bad too. Bad and rotten, the rotten fairy like her family and flock had told her. Daeira licked her lips and yawned. This pipe was for hot water, so it was lovey and warm and her head was fuzzy enough now so she didn't really care what she, or anyone else did in the past. The little fairy went to sleep, hidden away in the roof.
Daeira Keres
Age & Birth date:
25, 3rd June
Job (for adults):
none
Subject Selection (For students):
none
Species:
Fairy
Parents:
Cosmos and Trinity.
Siblings:
Jewel, Sybill, Homer, Pernell, Queen and Bunny
Spouse:
none
Child/ren:
None
Appearance:
She's fair skinned with blonde hair and blue eyes. She stands at only 1.4 inches tall, and often times wears a black, frilly, backless black dress with no shoes. Daeira has black wings, which is unusual for a fairy, but not unheard of.
Personality:
She's vain, like all the fay, but she's also very lonely, her odd wings made the others in her flock ostracize her while she was with them, they thought she was cursed, for having no bright light. She's rather blunt and frightfully clever.
-Boggart;
shoes
-Patronus;
n/a
-Mirror of Erised;
to be human sized and not helpless
Special Abilities:
Fairies can fly and do small charms
Back story:
Daeira was abandoned by her parents at age seven when she was stepped on by a wizard, the wizard, a completely mad name by the name of Nathan found her, and despite being an utter sociopath he didn't hurt her. She grew up hiding in his hair, witnessing a world of fear and death and torture.
Nathan was arrested, and from his prison cell he urged her to fly away, because she never did anything wrong. She did, but had nowhere to go, so lived in the rafters of pubs and stole people's food and drink, she became alcohol dependent.
Eventually someone caught her, and put her in a jar as a nightlight for their young son, the boy took great pleasure in heating the bottom of the jar or shaking it around because she wasn't bright.
One day he dropped the jar and it shattered, and Daeira left, but not before using a shard of her shattered prison to puncture his corritoid artery and leaving him to bleed to death under a sleeping charm.
Affiliated NPCs:
Her family.
Sample:
Daeira was laying on the piping lining the roof of the Leaky cauldron. She had a wooden tankard in one hand and a happy smile on her face. She had intended to stop drinking after the dead-boy capture but the blood, washing her off his convulsing body haunted her. His brown eyes glaring as he lit a fire under her little jar haunted her. Nathan's eyes as he demanded she leave. The faces of the people he hurt.
But Nathan had saved her, he wasn't a completely bad person was he? He couldn't be all bad, unless she was bad too. Bad and rotten, the rotten fairy like her family and flock had told her. Daeira licked her lips and yawned. This pipe was for hot water, so it was lovey and warm and her head was fuzzy enough now so she didn't really care what she, or anyone else did in the past. The little fairy went to sleep, hidden away in the roof.
