Full Name: Iain Dubhe MacLean "Perhaps you've heard the tales. I am the Soldier's Son of Scottish Legend."
Nickname: Headmaster MacLean "It is respectful
Age: appears 56 "When she found me, I was 56 but shestopped me from aging",
Hometown: Maryhill, Glasgow, Scotland
Ethnicity: Scottish " People often mistake my accent for Irish, a common misconception"
Sexuality: Heterosexual "I was in love with a woman once and she me. I suppose she wasn't a woman at all..."
Coven: Merlin "Of all the wizards in all the legends, Merlin's magic was great."
Years at Fae: I never attended the school myself but I've been teaching here for about 100 years
Speciality: Rune Decoding, Divinations, Magickal History. "Runes are my speciality. Divinations, I learned only after my tale and I have lived the history for myself."
Abilities: Sighted "I have the ability to see pass Fae glamour. An ability I wish I had long ago..."
Famillar: A Falcon named Dügan."A Faithfully companion that had never left my side"
Personality:"I have been considered calm and collected. I don't anger easily. If I did, A Professor would not be the preferrable career choice.
As far as my students are concerned. They respect my strictness but applaud my patience. They like that I will sit with them and well help them until they no longer need me. Even if it's not until after they are dead and buried...once even beyond that. If I must live forever, I found that teaching is a fulfilling way to live.
Though most days, I am calm and cool. There are times where I can be violent. It is rather difficult to explain but if not for this school, I would have completely lost my mind to what some call Survivor's Guilt but what I call Immortal Madness. I become paranoid, hyperaware and dangerous to those I may come in contact with. A similar ailment to that of Acute Paranoid Schizophrenia. I combat the madness in work and become involved in the lives of my students.
Another thing I am told by my students is that I can be a bit too honest. They say don't sugarcoat my words. Which is true, I do not believe in sugarcoating the truth. It is what it is and all that it is. So If I don't like something, you will know."
Likes: "I enjoy teaching, Reading books, some stories I've lived through I've seen recreated on film - always an interesting perspective, I must say-, Seeing a student full of potential meet their full potential, seeing old students of mine long after they graduated.
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Dislikes: "Not a subject I particularly enjoy speaking on...I dislike watching a student full of potential waste it, a student who gives up before getting started, Forgetting a students name -which is rare unless circumstances has altered the students appearance, Losing her..."
Fears: "Losing the trust of my students. My students can talk to me about anything, with their trust I can help them. Without the trust, I will be unable to help them and could lose them. That bothers me more that I can explain".
History:
" In the beginning, There was a knight of Grianaig who had three daughters, but a mysterious beast carried them off. A soldier's three sons were going to play a game at Christmas, and the youngest son, Iain, insisted that they do it on the knight's lawn, because it was the smoothest, but this, as his brothers had warned, offended the knight because it reminded him of his daughters. Iain said he should give them a ship, and they would find his daughters. The knight agreed.
The brothers set out. They found a place where men were preparing for the wedding of the three daughters to three giants. There was a creel, which could lift them to where the daughters were. Each brother tried in turn; the older two were belabored by a raven and turned back; Iain, facing the same raven, called them to hoist him the more quickly. At the top, the raven asked him for tobacco, and when Iain refused him, told him to go to a giant's house, where he would find the oldest daughter. He went. The oldest daughter told him that rattling a chain would bring the giant, but only Iain the soldier's son could fight him. Iain rattled the chain and wrestled with the giant; he wished the raven were with him, and it helped him win the fight and gave him a knife to cut off its head.
The raven then told him to not let the daughter put him off, but to go on. Then it asked him for tobacco, and Iain offered him half; the raven told him that he had much to do yet, and should not offer that much. It then sent him to anoint himself and bathe before he slept, so he would be whole on the morning. He did this, and went on to rescue the second, and the youngest daughter. Then he took the three daughters and the giants' gold and silver and went back. The raven warned him to go first and have the daughters lowered after, but he lowered the daughters first, keeping only the youngest's cap, and the creel did not come back for him.
The raven told him to spend the night at the giant's house. In the morning, it took him to the stables where the door was opening and shutting; there was a steed for him in it, if he got through the door. Iain asked the raven to go first; it did, and lost only a feather. Iain tried and was killed. The raven revived him and told him to walk and not wonder at anything he saw, or touch anything. He came to three dead men, and pulled out the spears; the men sat up, and made him come to the cave of the black fisherman. There a hag turned them to stone; Iain defeated her, but was sent to fetch living water, to bring back the men. The raven sent him with the steed, which went over land and sea. There, as the raven told him, he put the horse in the stable himself and drank nothing but whey and water; but though the horse warned him against sleeping, he was enchanted by music and slept. The horse broke in and woke him. They barely escaped. With the water he revived the men.
The raven told him to leave the cap with him and sent him off on the steed to interrupt the wedding, because his brothers were to marry the two older, and the foreman of the men preparing for the wedding, the youngest. He rode off, and when he arrived, the horse asked him to cut off its head. He refused. The horse explained that she was a young maiden, and the raven a young man who had courted her, but the giants changed them. He cut off her head.
At the castle, he heard that the youngest princess demanded a cap such as her sisters had. Iain wished for the raven, who brought him the cap, and Iain cut off his head, turning him into a young man. They went to the dead horse, where there was a young woman, and they went off together. Iain gave the cap to the smith. The youngest princess demanded where he had gotten it, and the smith told her. The youngest princess married Iain, and the false bridegrooms were driven off.
This is my tale, A young man who defeated monsters using not his strength but his quick wit, saving the princess and falling in love. She blessed me with Sight which allowed me to see her for what she was. A Nymph. Regardless of what she was, I was madly in love with her and she loved me.
As time moved on, I began to age while she did not. She felt as though I was dying very slowly, everyday. Which being human. I was. She did not like that. She felt as if she'd owed me her life and she repaid me justly. As I slept one night, she blessed me with Immortality.
I was thrilled but for a moment because the Immortality she gave me, she took from herself. She began to age everyday that I didn't, while I searched for a way to give it back. Soon she grew very ill. She begged me to stop my search and I did. It was her last night and she blessed me with her magic as I lay sleeping at her bed. When I'd awoken, she was gone. I've kept her dear to my heart and have never loved another since then but to keep from the mad loneliness of being Immortal. I began to learn all about magic. The magic she gave me was a powerful one indeed. I learned in my centuries of living to cast spells, decoding Magick symbols and read Runes and the History of Magick. My vast knowledge became known the the headmistress of Fae Academy and it was then I found my love of teaching and it's kept me from becoming so lonely that I'd go mad."
Other: "A student once mentioned to me once that a song reminded her of me. What was it...Ah yes. Three Wishes by the Pierces...it is actually quite accurate."