Carwyn Ríoghnach, from Aes Sídhe, a roleplay on RPG

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◢◢ n a m e : xxxCarwyn Ríoghnach

◢◢ a l i a s : xxxbalach sìde bheagxtiarna aimsir

◢◢ h u m a n xxxn a m e : xxxCamyron Snow

◢◢ a g e : xxxthree hundred and seventy-two

◢◢ s e x u a l i t y : xxxhomosexual

◢◢ c o u r t : xxxwinter

◢◢ r o l e : xxxseekerxxforecaster

◢◢ o c c u p a t i o n : xxxbartender/artist

◢◢ p r i m a r yxxp o w e r : xxxweather

◢◢ s e c o n d a r yxxp o w e r : xxxforesightxxxfrost

◢◢ t h o u g h txxc o l o u r : xxx#4b86b4

◢◢ d i a l o g u exxc o l o u r : xxx#adcbe3

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◢◢ a p p e a r a n c e

P o r c e l a i n xxx skin that looks as if it were glass, flawless. Eyes of pure silver, that show every emotions from happiness to sorrow. Hair that looks like snow drifting from the sky, falling into the silver moons referred to as eyes. Small horns adorn themselves on his forehead, mocking icicles, being jagged and uneven. Silver jewelry and ocean blue sapphires adorn his body, covered with every shade of the sky and ocean as a garment.

S t o r m xxx colored wings cascade from his back, flashes of what could be thunder shown within. Light and beautiful, they are often showcased. A feminine frame, with a gymnast build, beauty is but a simple description. A tapestry of environments on his skin, the only markings he was naturally born with. Forecasting his powers and strength one day. Responding to his emotions, thunderstorms, hurricanes, snowfall shows on his skin. Imagery of his power resting on his skin, also living as a reminder of his reason to live.

A s xxx a human, he retains the base of his true form. But as glamour is meant to, an illusion is still in place. Stark white locks are possessed by the male, that fall into his face or can be brushed by. His skin retains the porcelain-like look to, with a small snowflake imprinted in ebony colored ink on his shoulder. Eyes of icy blue tone, with shady gray undertones. A ring of pure silver hanging from his septum. Often, he clothes himself in sweaters and ripped jeans, showing his relation to the current youth.

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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━we are the reckless, we are the wild youth

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◢◢ p e r s o n a l i t y

U n l i k e xxxhis appearance, the winter fae is jovial. Fun-spirited and kind, the male is rarely ever seen without an echo of laughter or a wide smile. Like a child, his imagination seems to run wild, and take influence within his own space of reality. Often lost in his thoughts, the fae is shown to need grounding. Letting his childish thoughts roam the art he creates, allowing him to create beauty and chaos at the same time. With a somewhat optimistic outlook, he sees the best in people, or chooses to.

L o v e xxx is but a dream to him, his dreams taking him to a love he will never know. Yet, this never stops him from pursuing. Flirtatious, no matter the gender, his personality is amorous and playful. Loving and careful, he loves to love. His name showing so in a way, where he stays true to such. Cocky and arrogant, the child's confidence knows no bounds. No limit to his own bravery, unless he is faced with his true fears. Ready to take on the world with no regards to others, he is vain and selfish in this way. Only caring for himself, in some ways.

A n x i e t i e s xxx hide behind the jovial attitude, like a facade. Fearing he will never complete his goal. Fearing he will never find the love he knows he deserves. Yet, in spite of his outgoing personality, an introvert by nature he avoids getting close to people. He feels everything he touches, shatters under a thunderous uproar, such as the man he loved all those years ago. He is haunted by demons, he can not drown, because the swim faster through his mind than he can run.

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◢◢ l i k e s

warm bodies xxx snowfall xxx heavy thunderstorms xxx blue xxx astrology xxx jewels of blue color xxx sweet things xxx acoustic music xxx open spaces xxx oversized clothes xxx dancing xxx his silvery-white hair xxx apples xxx kindness of others xxx hot tea xxx cold nights xxx white flowers xxx dark-haired boys xxx stargazing xxx abstract art xxx a person's eyes xxx the rumbles of lightning xxx the sound of the ocean xxx nighttime beach fronts xxx

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clowns xxx broken mirrors xxx rude people xxx too much honey xxx iron-based materials xxx blood xxx smudges xxx hot weather xxx spicy foods xxx condescending people xxx lectures xxx reading xxx crowded spaces xxx hypocrites xxx xxx heights xxx compulsive liars xxx darkness xxx reptiles xxx those who prey on the innocent xxx him being the last child standing xxx mushrooms xxx critiscm xxx yellow xxx

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◢◢ s t r e n g t h s

C r e a t i v e xxxCarwyn is hailed as a great artist, due to his creative nature. Able to come up with plans or things unique to most other's knowledge.

T e a m - w o r k xxxCarwyn can easily get along with just about anybody, people may be harder to get along with for him, but he doesn't really mind a challenge.

A d v e n t u r o u s xxxAlways down for an adventure, Carwyn doesn't truly have a restriction on what he can do, unless his fears get to him.

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C l a u s t r o p h o b i a xxxWithing crowded rooms or enclosed spaces, Carwyn can not function, this is his one crippling weakness.

E m o t i o n a l xxxCarwyn allows his emotions to control him. They run his life, and sometimes this can lead to extremely impulsive movements.

I m p u l s i v e xxxNot a planner, he's more of a doer. He blurts out what he thinks, does things on impulse,his impulsiveness keeps him from having the ability to remain still.

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W e a t h e r xxx Creating endless downpours, blizzards of deep temperature, all by response of his emotion. The sky becomes his domain with a simple thought, his true emotions fueling the flames of nature's call.

F r o s t xxx Like a phantom passing through the body of a mortal, a chill will fill the air when he enters the room. Metal will begin to freeze, simply able to create minor balls of ice for jovial quanities.

F o r e s i g h t xxx Feelings, no longer visions, of the dangers of the world. Minor glimpses and intuition moments into the future, however none may be correct. This may simply be a result of his emotional control.

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◢◢ h i s t o r y

U n i q u e xxx in a family of cold-hearted nobles, who found pleasure with the harm of others. Who found solace in the silence. Thunderstorms and hurricanes brewed within the faery child, as soon as he was born, causing a relentless energy to be unleashed from him. Not caring who saw or how his family was judged.

S p o i l e d xxx by the properties of being a noble, indulging himself over the smallest things. Wasting his family's fortunes on countless things that were unneeded and small. He was treated as if he were royalty, because he family, though cold indulged their children to live their wealth to the fullest. To become the person they were destined to be.

B r e w i n g xxx inside were powers beyond Carywn's knowing, his siblings gaining theirs quicker and becoming stronger than him. Bruising him and bullying him, because he was a prankster. He was different than the rest, he was weak and emotional.

H i s xxx power eventually unfurled, causing devastation to his home. Leaving him the sole heir to the Ríoghnach fortune, and the loneliest child one could imagine. Shaping his powers into something useful, creating art, creating chaos.

H o l d i n g xxx onto an ideal, that he was destined to become more than he was. Letting his emotions consume him, yet holding his power responsibly and helping the court who looked down on him, for his unusual voiced opinion.

A xxx leap of faith is what Carywn assumed went through the Winter Court's mind, when they chose him to help search for the child of Lord Gawain. His creative influence, and his cunning nature, simply made him more excited. Eager to set foot in the world of humans, one he has longed to see with his very eyes for so long.