{ Name }
Aeronwen Kale Jeansonne
{ Nicknames }
Kale, Wren
{ Age }
October Fifth, 1994 | Eighteen
{ Sexuality }
Omnisexual, Panromantic
{ Species }
Witch
{ Personality }
During her adolescent years, Aeronwen's personality was a product of her unusual upbringing. Being a witch, a monster as children she met normally called her, she had to fight off people trying to kill her and her own family, resulting in her considerably aggressive nature and willingness to solve problems with force. She was also protective of her secrets, and constantly lied to her friends out of fear. For the most part, Aeronwen is a very passionate and opinionated girl. Always ready with a witty and biting remark, she is intent on proving herself to anyone who questions her. Aeronwen conceals her defensive nature with an aggressive attitude, exhibiting a wild temperament that is apparent when people argue or belittle her. She readily involves herself in confrontations with little to no hesitance.
{ Likes }
โ Paschar โ Stimulating Conversations โ Sarcasm โ Books โ Sausage โ Summer โ Good Food โ Evanne โ
{ Dislikes }
โ Discrimination โ Being called weak โ Animal Cruelty โ Winter โ
{ Strengths/Talents }
โ Psychic Talents โ Great concentration โ Lying โ Witty โ
{ Weaknesses }
โ Dark Forces โ Physical Prowess โ Extreme Cold โ Too Caring โ
{ Hair Color }
Bright Orange-Red
{ Eye Color }
Hazel
{ Height and Weight }
5'4 | 125 Pounds
With piercing hazel eyes full of focus and knowledge, she sets a fiery air around her... The bright red hair only brings that aspect out more. Corey has a round, freckled face that accompanies her broad shoulders and long neck nicely. She has even features, full lips and a smile that is washed over by her life experiences.
{ Tattoos, Markings, Scars and Piercings }
Tattoo on her hand, back and neck and foot.
Aeronwen has one scar which is on her lower back. There the word WITCH is carved into her skin.
{ Familiar }
Animal - Bengal Tiger
Name - Paschar
"The day I met Paschar is a day I'll remember till I die. We had taken a trip to India, to train with some of mother's friends that knew about our magical powers. None were like me, having psychic powers but most did have powers that had to do with elemental things that my sister excels at. I often spent my time away from the others, breaking the rules because they didn't help me much. My mother understood so I often didn't get in trouble with her but my sister sometimes scolded me for missing the lesson. One day I skipped class, as was the norm, and I found a cub. One thing was that this cub wasn't moving. I walked over to the small non-moving body to see that the young cub had a metal rope around his leg that was connected to a nearby tree. The little cub had been trapped and hadn't been able to get food. I found myself using telekinesis to move the metal rope away from the young cub. When it moved away, I struggled to pick the cub up but I didn't want to use my telekinesis for fear I would frighten the thing. The first thing I did was run to my mother. Naturally for children, their first resort is their mum and mine was no different. She said I had saved it just in time and soon the young cub had come back to health after eating. Unknowingly to myself, it seemed that the cub had a gash on it's side as well and about an hour after I had been with it, it had closed and nearly healed. My mum knew nothing of the power I had discovered and only few people were born with this power. She explained that I healed this cub because I cared for it. I had no idea how to control my new power and I still don't know very well. It just happens when someone I care for is hurt. 'You have found your familiar and he will stay with you forever.' I didn't understand much but I had heard from Evanne that Nehgross was her familiar. I later found out that Paschar was a hidden wizard who served as a queen's adviser when he was living."
{ Magic }
"I was once told by my mother that my sister and I are very different. We have different personalities and she even knew we were going to have different powers. I didn't understand her then but I understand her now."
{ Beginner Level }
Healing Aura- The ability to project an aura of healing and mending energies.
Clairvoyance- The power to gain direct information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the user's physical senses.
{ Advanced Level }
Memory Suppression- The power to suppress memories of others and/or oneself.
Teleportation- The ability to move instantaneously from one location to another without physically occupying the space in between.
{ Mastery Level }
Telekinesis- The power to manipulate objects with your mind.
Telepathy- Power to mentally receive and/or transmit information.
{ History }
"I had a happy childhood considering. It wasn't the powers, the strange guests moving in and out of our home in downtown New Orleans, but I knew there was something different. Something was odd, as if I didn't belong. I was tall and tan with hair black as night, while my mother was blonde and my father and sister had flame red hair. I was the only elemental, the quiet, reserved one." Evanne began.
"I was the rule breaker. I mad things spicy in the Jeansonne house. Spicy in a completely true way. I once even put spicy powder in mum's meals and everyone's mouths were burning for a week. It was funny but I did get in a little trouble. Anyway, Evanne and myself were polar opposites. I was firey and dependent on her while she was solitary and could survive without me." Aeronwen interrupted.
Evanne had to force herself not to openly roll her eyes at her sister. "She was so INFURIATING growing up. Always with the jokes and pranks. You never had a moments peace," she looked to her sister,"but that's just who Aero is. She passionate and mischievous and she's my sister. I wouldn't have her any other way." She looked down slightly and then back up. "I remember when my mother, our mother, sat me down and told me who I was, who my father was. In a way, it was a relief to finally know why I felt this way. My father, my real father, was or is a shaman or medicine man for a small indigenous tribe in the low wetlands of Louisiana." Evanne chuckled lightly."Sometimes when I think of him, I picture him with my scowl and maybe he even crosses his arms when he's annoyed like me."
"I had a hard time believing my sister when she explained to me that she wasn't my sister. I wasn't the brightest as a child but I slowly began to understand that she was my sister but she was my half-sister. I had blazing red hair like my father who once lived in Ireland but then moved to Louisiana on a business trip." Aeronwen fiddled with her thumbs slightly. "I didn't like to know how my mum met my father so that's basically still a mystery to me but the way they separated was no mystery."
"I remember when we got older, my mother saying to me in passing conversation on the topic of men, that 'Love, ma cher, is more often than not, a fleeting thing. You enjoy it while it's with you, and when the wind sweeps it away, you wait for the next to come along.' Now by this time I knew my mother too well to believe a word of what she said, she was hurt. She explained to me so briefly about why she and my father split. It had something to do with his tribe. She was a demon to them, cast aside as if she wasn't one of the last rays on sunlight on Earth. As for Aero's father, he was not forced. I'm just glad we were slightly older when it happened. At least by that time we knew how to grieve."
Aeronwen grasped Evanne's hand. "The memory is still painful. I was only 8 years old and Evanne was 10. The people in the town had their rumors and one day, our family had gone on a picnic. We were a great little family. Two beautiful daughters, a mum and a proud father that would do anything for his family." Aero took a deep breath. "Our family bond was tested that day and one was broken that led to the death of my father and the beginning of our travels around the world. Those townspeople were murderers and they should pay but mum would tell me to forgive and never forget."
Evanne squeezed the hand of her sister. "For a long time after the incident, I found myself falling into the role of mother. Our mother felt everything, down to a cellular level. When her love died in front of her eyes and in front of the eyes of their children, she was devastated and it effected her to a point where she left us, never physically, but mentally. She preformed her job and fed us, but the light in her eyes was gone and wouldn't be back for quite sometime. So I tried to be that emotional comfort for Aero. I grieved on my own time and kissed her scraped knees and helped her with her homework. It was a very precious time in my life."
"Precious to both of us but eventually she left us completely. This didn't break us harshly though. We knew she would never be the same and using the money that my father and mum left us, we founded the Alaiden Home for the Supernatural. Alaiden after our mum. Someone who hoped for peace for all species. We want to fulfill that wish."
