#unsaintintro

[elvenskiss]

I JUST DON'T SEE HOW A WORLD THAT MAKES SUCH WONDERFUL THINGS COULD BE BAD.

as told by — faye.

INSPIRED BY : the little mermaid ( the little mermaid ) , princess ariel (  the little mermaid  )  , evelyn carnahan-o'connell ( the mummy + the mummy returns ) , milo thatch ( atlantis: the lost empire ) , quasimodo ( the hunchback of notre-dame )

#PARTONE     .   .   .     GENERAL  INFORMATION.

name   sienna.     nicknames  +  aliases   princess sienna of gelidryn.     age   +   dob   thirty-four ,    march 1st.     titles   the dreamer.     birthplace   gelidryn.     residence   the royal palace of gelidryn.     gender  +  pronouns   cis-woman    ,    she / her.     sexuality   panromantic pansexual.    spoken  languages  gossamer tongue , more to add.      faceclaim   kylie verzosa.     hair   warm brown.     eyes   deep brown.     height   5'9".     build   slender with an hourglass shape and athletic     species  siren.     tattoos  tba.    distinguishing marks  her wide-set eyes ; her flat nose.     star  sign   pisces.     deadly  sin   pride.     heavenly  virtue   kindness.     occupation   princess consort of gelidryn.     mother   atlanta ; deceased.    father  tristan ; alive.  sibling(s)  six older sisters ; alive .     children   none.     significant  other   prince of gelidryn ; partner.     extended  family   king of gelidryn ; father-in-law.

#PARTTWO     .   .   .     DOSSIER.

Her mind has always been curious, an archaeologist in the form of a siren. She loved her family, she loved her friends, and she loved her home with a fiery passion… But there was always something that she needed more. An ache that called to her that could only be calmed when she would breach the surface of the lake she grew up in. Always hidden, always out of sight, of course, but in enough distance where she could still see others. Where she could watch them live their day-to-day lives or spend a day at the lake, away from the pressures of life, without the urge to pretend. To be themselves entirely.

How she wished she could do the same.

Sirens are not expected to hold such curiosities about the world above. They are meant to stay away from other species unless they were to gain something from them. The only thing she wanted to gain was knowledge. She wanted to know how they lived their lives, what traditions their families held, what gave them meaning. She desperately desired to know all she could about them and the histories of everyone… And yet, she was the only one who held such a desire. Her family didn’t understand. Her father, full of distrust to all aside from sirens, forbade her from continuing her quest to gain more understanding.

Then she fell in love.

It wasn’t a respectable mer, though. She fell in love with the Prince of Gelidryn, a Primordial next in line to rule their kingdom. A prince who never wished to be royal, yet was stuck in circumstance. All it took was one glance and she knew, oh, how she knew, that this was love that must be pursued.

Her father had been enraged. He refused to let his daughter to love one unlike them, and in a fit of fury, he drove her away. She made her way to the Sea Witch to strike a deal: make her appear Primordial, and she will do anything. Choosing to forget the stories and warnings, she found herself with legs in lieu of a voice.

And a debt she can only repay at a higher cost.

Her new life is full of others curious about her. Where did this woman suddenly come from? How did she suddenly appear one day, uncannily striking and captivating, and is now the consort of the future King? The questions kept coming, though she ignored them to the best of her abilities. Using her free time to seek out answers to her own questions so she may learn more of Gossamer while developing a deeper connection with others. A deeper understanding of the world that she once used to gaze at but could never touch.

Yet all magic comes at a price. And one day, she’ll have to repay her own to the Sea Witch. Whatever the costs may be.

#PARTTHREE     .   .   .    CONNECTIONS.

tba.

( pinterest, musings & playlist )

[elvenskiss]

WATER HEARS AND UNDERSTANDS. ICE DOES NOT FORGIVE.

as told by — faye.

INSPIRED BY : the snow queen ( slavic mythology ) , elsa  (  frozen  )  , jack frost ( rise of the guardians ) ,  morozko (  the winternight trilogy  ) , khione ( greek mythology ).

#PARTONE     .   .   .     GENERAL  INFORMATION.

name   khione.     nicknames  +  aliases   the frost.     age   +   dob   unknown ; appears as thirty-four ,    december 21st.     titles   the frost.     birthplace   gelidryn.     residence   the woods of gelidryn.     gender  +  pronouns   cis-woman    ,    she / her.     sexuality   demiromantic pansexual.    spoken  languages  gossamer tongue , more to be added.      faceclaim   gratiela brancusi.     hair   dark brown.     eyes   deep brown.     height   5'7".     build   slender with an hourglass shape and athletic     species  elfyre.     tattoos  tba.    distinguishing marks  her dark curls ; her frost-covered hands, arms, feet, and legs in an ombre ranging from a deep sapphire blue, to ice blue, to silver, to white.     star  sign   sagittarius.     deadly  sin   wrath.     heavenly  virtue   charity.     occupation   the bringer of winter.     mother   unknown.    father  unknown.  sibling(s)   unknown.     children   none.     significant  other   tba.     extended  family   unknown.

#PARTTWO     .   .   .     DOSSIER.

Snow can be cruel, full of ice that chills to the bone and lowered temperature that could take one’s life if they’re not careful nor protected enough.

Snow can also be gentle, covering the world in a blanket of glistening white where others could play in and make a multitude of creations to the best of their imagination, may it be snow angels or igloos.

She is both.

A solitary creature, she makes her way through Gelidryn adding more to its wintery beauty. Once a mortdial, her home has become everything to her. She fell in love with the cold, the snow, the ice, and the frost from a young age, wanting to do all she can to share this beauty with others. Even before she was given her powers, her desire to protect her land grew strong. She knew that Gelidryn’s winters deserve a place in Gossamer.

She holds no memory of gaining her powers.

While her past life feels more like a dream, she doesn’t dwell much on it. All she knew was that she was given a purpose: being Gelidryn’s protector.

It is a lonely life. She won’t deny that. While her days are filled with her roaming through the land, bringing snow and ice with each step she takes, she is more so surrounded by her creations than by other creatures. Now, she wasn’t entirely a recluse. No, there have been times when mortdials and other creatures who’ve come to her for blessings. Hoping that by appeasing this goddess of ice and snow, they could witness the good winter contained instead of the chilly cruelty of them.

With each passing traveler, she ponders if any of them could be one to come back to her—or instead stays with her. She would never voice it aloud, but… she seeks companionship greatly. She cared not for what form it came in; as long as she moved on through this world unalone, she would be content.

And yet… There is a deeper question that she feared as well: What if she’s better off alone in solitude?

You cannot lose anyone else nor yourself if you are alone.

#PARTTHREE     .   .   .    CONNECTIONS.

tba.

( pinterest, musings & playlist )

[ofmonstersandmcn]

THE INVENTOR

BASICS

full name: nikolai von falkenrath nicknames: niko, kai (both by friends) species: mortal age: 44 gender: cisgender man pronouns: he/him sexuality: bisexual birthplace: cantyra occupation: scientist/inventor for the count family: tbd religion: faithful to the gods face claim: oscar isaac

BIOGRAPHY

as a child, nikolai had always been infatuated with science. for as long as he could remember, he would read any books about it that he could get his hands on. when he was old enough, he begged his parents to let him watch surgeries and other medical procedures, and his wish was granted when he was 12 years old. from then on, he’d bring a journal with him every time, furiously scribbling down notes while he watched. 

in school, he excelled at his science classes, at least on paper. every written exam was passed with flying colors, but when it came to actual experiments, his hands fumbled. other classmates began to pass him in terms of skill, and nikolai began building a quiet resentment towards them. every less than perfect score on an assignment was a reminder of his failure, evidence written in ink that he lacked the skill to achieve what he so desperately wanted.

after finishing his education, nikolai did his best to establish himself in the world of scientific research, but found himself met with multiple rejections. he tried time and time again, but each attempt was met with “uninspired”, “modest”, or “already done”. his dedication to his craft was largely praised, but he watched someone else get picked over him because they showed ingenuity for years. eventually, he was able to secure a low-paying job where he performed routine operations. it wasn’t what he wanted for himself, he couldn’t help but feel like he could do so much more.

nikolai witnessed the passing of a childhood friend in his early adulthood, a woman who he had been in love with since early years. she had made it clear that she didn’t return his affections, so he kept them to himself while quietly pining after her. her death occurred shortly after her marriage to another, a tragedy. nikolai’s passion for science turned into obsession after this, believing that if he could bring her back, maybe she would finally love him. 

driven to his wit’s end by grief and obsession, nikolai sought out the fairy godmother. he found her after months of searching, and fell to his knees, desperately pleading to be given a gift. his hands trembled as he begged to be given what he lacked, true scientific genius. she looked at him with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, and it was given. nikolai felt an expansion in his mind as he suddenly had a perfect understanding of systems, along with cause and effect in relation to his experiments. but, there was a cost that he hadn’t been informed of before being given the gift. now, whenever nikolai wanted to say something less than true about his work and experiments, he found that he was rendered voiceless.

his newfound scientific genius opened new doors for him, he was able to secure more prominent jobs, but he felt his mind fraying every time he couldn’t speak a mistruth. the ethics and morals of his work were called into question, and he couldn’t defend himself. he knew what he was doing, and he couldn’t say otherwise. nikolai was now praised for his ingenuity, but was cast out of several positions for performing work that crossed moral lines. despite this, he was eventually offered a position working for the count, someone who wouldn’t question his work. nikolai accepted the position partially out of fear and partially because, deep down, he wanted it.