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Name: Twig; nobody knows her real name. Not even her, anymore.
Age: Centuries old, at the least.
Hair: Brittle, pale blonde - nearly white.
Eyes: Dark, dark green, nearly black.
Species: Changeling; a human child stolen from her crib and raised in Faërie, she’s come out not all together.
Powers: Apparent longevity, with the ability to sense a lie being told to her. She’s strong and fast and durable; while she looks weak and frail, she’s anything but.
Weaknesses: She’s still human, even if she is beyond human now, so it’s still possible to kill her in the conventional ways.
Personality: Twig is twitchy, erratic, and being driven mad by the fact that she hasn’t returned to Faërie in years; decades or centuries, even. She’s driven but aimless and hapless but not helpless; she’s lost with no purpose but the purpose the Templars give her. Twig can be childish and sweet and innocent and charming, but just as quickly she can be ruthless, void of empathy or sympathy, and homicidal. She hates crying and tears and signs of weakness because ‘crying means anger and anger means pain’ in her mind. But above all of this, Twig wants to be good.
Birthday: Twig cannot remember her original birthday, but she chose October 31st; Scorpio
Role/Occupation: A Templar Knight, or a field agent in the Templar Order. She’s partnered with Isabeau Baines.
Registered: Not on Handler registration, she is registered under the TO.
Origin Story: Hundreds and hundreds of years ago Twig crawled out of a kingdom underground and far away and screamed into the sky. She stumbled, blinded by sun and tears and moon and stars, through the world; watering the ground with her grief and with her blood. Eventually, she stopped bleeding for the Earth and made others bleed for it because she was compelled to do it; she was compelled and pushed and forced by the forces raging war in her head ever since she escaped elegant hands and wicked eyes and golden-tipped tongues. She was found by the Templars covered in blood and taken in to be leashed and trained and given a new purpose. Twig has been there ever since.
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