Title: Cian
Description: Unseelie Sidhe
Description: Unseelie Sidhe
Cian - March 30, 2008 09:30 PM (GMT)
ABOUT YOU
Name: Jess
Age: 18
Contact Info: PM, or, if you ask nice, I’ll give it to you xD
How you found us: I loves this place…I should pay rent
CHARACTER INFO
Character name: Cian (KEEN or KEE-an) Old Irish=cian "ancient, enduring." In legend, Cian was the son of Cian Cecht, god of healing of the Tuatha De Danaan. Also the father of the hero Lugh.
Nicknames: Cane
Character age: Immortal
Birthdate: Long forgotten
Gender: Male
Is this character supernaturally inclined? Unseelie Sidhe Lord
Immortality, able to summon willow-wisps at will, glamour for personal use.
Hand of Reconstitution (healing):
Hand of rampant growth (plant control):
Strengths:
Tell me about yourself
Hair colour/style: shaggy mid length blond
Eye colour: Tri: Silver/Grey/Blue.
Portrayal: Josh Holloway
Picture:
Physical description:
Cian stands at a tall 6’3 and weighs in at a round 220lbs that is mainly finely toned muscle that comes with its own story to tell. His body paints a picture of a surfer bum with flawless sun kissed skin and sun drenched locks, instead of the warrior he is and the once upon a time God he had been. His tri colored eyes, often glamoured take on a mixed hue of stormy blue, instead of when he leaves the magic off showing the world what his eyes are really like which seems to be a common occurrence.
His clothing style varies with his mood most of the time, or where ever he is going. For the nights, he stays in the club he owns, he tends to dress down in jeans and baggy dress shirts with black buckled boots. In addition, for when he is not involved with the business then he’ll stray to black biker gear simply because he likes black.
Likes:
Cian from a very early age (if that’s what you can call it), learnt not to question anyone, not even when he thought something was wrong, he chose to go with what other people said was right and wrong for the simple reason that he couldn't do anything about it. That was back in the days of Old Magic where power was everything and mortals worshipped the Fey. Now a days, he makes his own mind clear and will simply tell people what he thinks about things.
He takes no sides in arguments unless there is something to gain in doing so and only then, he will side with the apparent winner while always trying to help the losing side. He likes to play the intermediary sometimes, and in doing so, often has people talking about him and his strange ways. The way in court that he had grown with, was you sided with the winner and the looser just…lost and eventually became old news.
The darker side to Cian is that when someone really gets on his nerves or threatens someone he knows. He will raise hell to get back at them. Some people may call walking into a fight reckless; he’d call it strategy as he gauged the outcome. When it comes to anger though, Cian can be very inventive and if he goes in for the kill, the result is often messy. Sadistic and inventive yes, stupid. No.
To exploit Cian weaknesses would mean that someone he knew had let his secrets, his fears and so on. This would be a mistake. To insult him is one thing, to try and cow him into a corner is another that he will not tolerate and will often pay back in kind, three fold.
His view on life…he does not really have one. Being a Sidhe of the darkling throng, he respects what the Goddess gave them and when many would believe, that the Goddess has abandoned them he simply refuses and gets on with his life thankful that he has one and is not stored away in the Hallway of Mortality awaiting the Queens pleasures along with those of her court torturer. His view on the other preternatural people is simple. They do not mess with him, and he will not mess with them.
Never has he, nor will he ever go against the Queen he serves. Moreover, no matter what is asked of him, no matter how sweet the offers are, he will always serve the Queen of Air and Darkness unto death unless she states otherwise.
Take me home to meet mom and dad:
Parents:
(An old goddess of the woodlands) – Mother
(An old fertility god) – Father
Siblings: N/A
Children: N/A
History:
The coupling of Cian’s sires was the day that love and lust was brought to the stark beauty of the land, the day that the hunters of the lands left their fear in the darkness to see what was really around them in the light of day. His mother being a green woman that roamed her realm freely aware of the human hunters that took animals for food and clothing cared nothing for them even though in her own way she taught mortals to fear nature and respect it. His father was lust personified, he touched mortals hearts and for a taste of what he could offer both male and female mortals would kill and do horrendous things for another taste, another touch or their names spoken on his lips as he brought them again and again and inspired them to build halls for their carnal pleasures. It was only by chance that the two deities came together and the result was the male child, Cian, who possessed an affinity for nature and an basic understanding of lust within months of him being born in to the world of magic. Taught between his mother and his father, the child learnt quickly that not everything was, as it seemed and that the Goddess gave life to the world around them and the humans, to him, where born one moment and in another, they died. Growing in a wild world he also learnt the hard way that stealing a mortal away from their world was not something that should happen even if he wanted a companion, his mother told him to wild woods and leave the humans be. He didn’t head her advice, or that of his father who seemed to be content with seeing his son do as he pleased. Heading into the world Cian found out things that he would not have learnt in the woods hiding things, showing hunters the way to traverse it safely for his power came from the ancient wardens that had seen times before those of the settlements came. Like his mother before him, he had a connection to every plant around. He could feel their pain, their joy, and their deaths in his bones when the weather beat down on the land and the old and frail lives passed on to make way for the new.
Writing Sample:
And the rest:
Anything else? Aye. Credit to Jason for the hands of power.
Did you read the rules? Oui Ma Petite
Name: Jess
Age: 18
Contact Info: PM, or, if you ask nice, I’ll give it to you xD
How you found us: I loves this place…I should pay rent
CHARACTER INFO
Character name: Cian (KEEN or KEE-an) Old Irish=cian "ancient, enduring." In legend, Cian was the son of Cian Cecht, god of healing of the Tuatha De Danaan. Also the father of the hero Lugh.
Nicknames: Cane
Character age: Immortal
Birthdate: Long forgotten
Gender: Male
Is this character supernaturally inclined? Unseelie Sidhe Lord
Immortality, able to summon willow-wisps at will, glamour for personal use.
Hand of Reconstitution (healing):
Hand of rampant growth (plant control):
Strengths:
- His instincts
- His way with words
- He can hold his tongue
- He doesn’t back down to threats
- He doesn’t care about the discrimination against things supernatural
- Cold Iron
- Skyscrapers and other man made structures
- Children
- cannot lie
Tell me about yourself
Hair colour/style: shaggy mid length blond
Eye colour: Tri: Silver/Grey/Blue.
Portrayal: Josh Holloway
Picture:
Physical description:
Cian stands at a tall 6’3 and weighs in at a round 220lbs that is mainly finely toned muscle that comes with its own story to tell. His body paints a picture of a surfer bum with flawless sun kissed skin and sun drenched locks, instead of the warrior he is and the once upon a time God he had been. His tri colored eyes, often glamoured take on a mixed hue of stormy blue, instead of when he leaves the magic off showing the world what his eyes are really like which seems to be a common occurrence.
His clothing style varies with his mood most of the time, or where ever he is going. For the nights, he stays in the club he owns, he tends to dress down in jeans and baggy dress shirts with black buckled boots. In addition, for when he is not involved with the business then he’ll stray to black biker gear simply because he likes black.
Likes:
- Control
- Ravens (No, not the Queens guards. The birds)
- The countryside
- The Ocean
- Knives
- Reading
- Animals
- Action
- Red wine
- Horror flicks
- The Queen of Air and Darkness' ruling
- The Queen of Air and Darkness' judgment at times
- Old magic
- Court Politics
- Fools
- Being cooped up inside
- Lies
- Demi Fey
- Returning to court
- Not knowing things before hand
- Not having a shred of control
- The Queen of Air and Darkness
- Loosing himself in a modem world
- Never feeling the touch of another Sidhe
- Staring off into space
- Running a hand through his hair
Cian from a very early age (if that’s what you can call it), learnt not to question anyone, not even when he thought something was wrong, he chose to go with what other people said was right and wrong for the simple reason that he couldn't do anything about it. That was back in the days of Old Magic where power was everything and mortals worshipped the Fey. Now a days, he makes his own mind clear and will simply tell people what he thinks about things.
He takes no sides in arguments unless there is something to gain in doing so and only then, he will side with the apparent winner while always trying to help the losing side. He likes to play the intermediary sometimes, and in doing so, often has people talking about him and his strange ways. The way in court that he had grown with, was you sided with the winner and the looser just…lost and eventually became old news.
The darker side to Cian is that when someone really gets on his nerves or threatens someone he knows. He will raise hell to get back at them. Some people may call walking into a fight reckless; he’d call it strategy as he gauged the outcome. When it comes to anger though, Cian can be very inventive and if he goes in for the kill, the result is often messy. Sadistic and inventive yes, stupid. No.
To exploit Cian weaknesses would mean that someone he knew had let his secrets, his fears and so on. This would be a mistake. To insult him is one thing, to try and cow him into a corner is another that he will not tolerate and will often pay back in kind, three fold.
His view on life…he does not really have one. Being a Sidhe of the darkling throng, he respects what the Goddess gave them and when many would believe, that the Goddess has abandoned them he simply refuses and gets on with his life thankful that he has one and is not stored away in the Hallway of Mortality awaiting the Queens pleasures along with those of her court torturer. His view on the other preternatural people is simple. They do not mess with him, and he will not mess with them.
Never has he, nor will he ever go against the Queen he serves. Moreover, no matter what is asked of him, no matter how sweet the offers are, he will always serve the Queen of Air and Darkness unto death unless she states otherwise.
Take me home to meet mom and dad:
Parents:
(An old goddess of the woodlands) – Mother
(An old fertility god) – Father
Siblings: N/A
Children: N/A
History:
The coupling of Cian’s sires was the day that love and lust was brought to the stark beauty of the land, the day that the hunters of the lands left their fear in the darkness to see what was really around them in the light of day. His mother being a green woman that roamed her realm freely aware of the human hunters that took animals for food and clothing cared nothing for them even though in her own way she taught mortals to fear nature and respect it. His father was lust personified, he touched mortals hearts and for a taste of what he could offer both male and female mortals would kill and do horrendous things for another taste, another touch or their names spoken on his lips as he brought them again and again and inspired them to build halls for their carnal pleasures. It was only by chance that the two deities came together and the result was the male child, Cian, who possessed an affinity for nature and an basic understanding of lust within months of him being born in to the world of magic. Taught between his mother and his father, the child learnt quickly that not everything was, as it seemed and that the Goddess gave life to the world around them and the humans, to him, where born one moment and in another, they died. Growing in a wild world he also learnt the hard way that stealing a mortal away from their world was not something that should happen even if he wanted a companion, his mother told him to wild woods and leave the humans be. He didn’t head her advice, or that of his father who seemed to be content with seeing his son do as he pleased. Heading into the world Cian found out things that he would not have learnt in the woods hiding things, showing hunters the way to traverse it safely for his power came from the ancient wardens that had seen times before those of the settlements came. Like his mother before him, he had a connection to every plant around. He could feel their pain, their joy, and their deaths in his bones when the weather beat down on the land and the old and frail lives passed on to make way for the new.
Writing Sample:
And the rest:
Anything else? Aye. Credit to Jason for the hands of power.
Did you read the rules? Oui Ma Petite