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Thomas Linette

"Well, this escalated quickly."

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a character in “Unmasked Territories: Realm beyond Reality”, as played by usernamesareadrag

Description

Thomas "Tam Lin" Linette

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Name:
Names are complex things for the faerie folk. Most of their kind rely on the old rules, so names have powers. If you learn the real name of a faerie, you have power over them, so faeries use pseudonyms, guarding their names secretly. As for him? Well, he chose the name Thomas Linnet.
Nickname:
Most people call him Tam Lin at his insistence, a play on the old faerie tale.
Appearance Age:
23
Actual Age:
513
Race:
Faerie- Sidhe to be exact. His mother was a member of the Thussers and his father of the Ly Erg.
Side:
Unknown- although he is friendly with and owes a favor to Ardyon and is kind enough to Winni, when the time comes, it is unknown as to what side he would pick.
Sexuality:
Pansexual

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Height:
5'7"
Weight:
120
Hair:
A blonde color with the occasional streak of auburn, usually in a wild mess- he has better things to do than wrestle with a comb.
Eye Color:
A vivid, almost glowing green color
Distinct Markings:
Keep in mind that a majority of this is hidden by the glamour, only able to be seen by those with the Sight. Underneath his clothes, Tam's body is littered with what appears to be scars left from horrendous burns, remnants of his past among the humans of yore. There are also other scars that are less significant- it comes with being just over five-hundred years old. Another oddity in his physiology is the blood red right hand he keeps hidden beneath a glove, something passed on by his father. Then, of course, are the wings sealed away into a large tattoo on his back, large and more insect like than birds with a dark green and blue color. In addition, without the glamour, he appears less human. Pointed ears, pointed teeth, pointed chin, the majority of his facial features are on the sharp side make him a dangerous beauty as is the case with most faeries.

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Likes:
Shiny and pretty things, whether they be objects or people
Music, especially of the Celtic variety
Dancing
Fruit, especially cherries and strawberries
Forests
Clean water(well, with less pollution; he can't be too picky these days)

Animals

Dislikes:
Meat
Day time- he's a night owl who revels in the moonlight
Being indebted to people
People who disrespect him or try to trick him- it never ends up well for them
Smoke, particularly of the cigarette and cigar variety
Stingy people

Skills:
The Gift of Gab- he can speak ever language, English, Swahili, dog, and so on and so forth
Flight- If he concentrates enough magic, he can bring out his faerie wings. He doesn't get to do it very often, but when he does...
Illusions- it's not a glamour exactly, but it makes sense along those lines. Tam doesn't like physical violence, so fighting through trickery is his preferred method. He can do anything from making a handful of rocks look like a handful of gold coins(a favorite trick he used to play way back when on unsuspecting humans) to placing people into a horrific hell-scape, something he can only do it he summons enough power. The illusions aren't only visual, but attack all of the senses if he uses his magic to the best of its abilities
Healing- He can do minor healing spells- broken bones obviously take more effort and energy than scrapes and other booboos
Music- Tam is an excellent fiddle player and dabbles in quite a few human instruments as well as sings. It comes from his mother's race, the Thussers, whose music can be almost hypnotic if an unweary person finds themselves drawn into it
The Touch- it's an intimate thing, but, given the type of faerie that Tam is, if he were to concentrate when making skin-to-skin contact with someone, he could pass over emotions, feelings, thoughts... But, as previously stated, it's something very intimate for the Fae, so he tends not to use it.

Weaknesses:
Lying- he literally cannot tell a lie (something he's learned to work with over the years)
Cold iron- any old iron will do, but cold iron in particular burns his skin, almost like acid to a human if kept on long enough
Promises- he cannot break a promise, but he can find creative ways to twist the words to suit his purposes on most days
Fire- Like many Fae, Tam has an aversion to fire
Shiny or pretty things- They offer an ample distraction, even if they can't physically harm him

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Personality):
Tam Lin is a fun-loving trickster at heart, enjoying messing around with unsuspecting Mundies and the occasional Shadowhunter or Downworlder(he, of course, has to be a little more clever with these targets). But he does enjoy having fun, going to parties, even at Mundie nightclubs, reveling in the nightlife both in and outside of the Faerie Realm. He's a little different than others of his ilk given that he chooses to live at least part of his time among the humans. It's fascinating, like an interactive nature documentary, and they do have the prettiest things... He can be incredibly charming, often flirtatious with those around him, slipping a "sweetie" or a "dearest" into casual conversation and generally disregarding personal space bubbles, even if he never actually touches the person.
Tam, admittedly, has a hard time understanding others emotions, but he does try to understand, even if he can't fathom why someone's upset or why he should care. But, through exposure to the Mundies and other Downworlders, he's slowly beginning to understand empathy, even if he doesn't practice it. Oh, he makes a good show of trying, but in most cases it seems a little off. However, his detachment from most empathy, even if he's slowly trying to grasp at it, allows him to be a good observer. Somewhere deep within his mind promises to be hidden depths, but under his pleasant and mischievous exterior, it's hard to recognize. After all, he is over five hundred years old. He has secrets and past torments that stay deep within his psyche, influencing some of his actions unconsciously. He's actually jealously protective of the things that he considers his- people, things, places- and the fastest way to break his amiable temper is to try to take something from him.

History:
Tam is notoriously secretive about his past, making up colorful and often ludicrous stories when asked. There are, however, a few things that slipped past his sealed lips. For one, his unusual parentage. His mother was a Thusser who went against her own upbringing to marry his father, a Ly Erg who went against his own solitary nature. However, his father disappeared when Tam was just a child(by fairy standards), vanishing away leaving Tam to be brought up by his mother's clan. It was not a particularly happy upbringing, the boy being ostracized due to his impure heritage, his red hand a constant reminder that he wasn't one of them. This led to him leaving the Thussers and joining a troupe of traveling faeries, leaving mischief and, more often than not, pain in their wake. Plagues fell upon livestock, children were kidnapped, people disappeared only to reappear dazed and confused... It was all typical to the mischievous faerie folk.
Another event that can be assumed from his past is that, at some point or another, he was kept in captivity. He refuses to talk about it, but the vivid scars covering his body from iron burning his skin tell their own tale. It was also at the time, or so it is believed, that he began stepping away from typical Faerie behaviors. He still caused mischief, but it was more subdued usually.
Time continued to pass on until, some number of years ago, he fell into the debt of Ardyon Faralwn. They don't talk about why Tam owes him a favor or what events led up to it, but the fact remains that he is still in the slightly younger warlock's debt. From that debt, however, a friendship of sorts blossomed. It was on one of his visits with Ardyon that he met Winni. She was a fun sort of girl in his eyes, and Ardyon called upon him to help her in any way he could as part of his debt. Tam could see how things would eventually blow up in everyone's faces, the peace between the Shadowhunters and Downworlders already teetering dangerously on the edge so, one day, he left her with his number and address, just in case anything were to happen. Just in case.

Miscellaneous about Faeries:
Sidhe - They're Irish faeries who are very attracted to beauty and luxurious locales, and detest penny pinchers.
Thussers - Thussers are a community of small faeries of both genders and their children who live in earthen mounds near the fjords of Norway . They tend to avoid humans, but they're not malicious. They love to dance, and are expert fiddlers who specialize in the folk music of Norway . Humans have seen their revels and tried to join in, but these shy little faeries flee when people approach.
Ly Erg - There is only one Ly Erg. He dresses like a soldier and can only be distinguished from a real one by his small size and his red right hand. He's seen as a portent of death, but unlike so many such portents, this is one with whom you have a second chance at life. It is reported that he will stop his mark on a road or path (especially if it is near water) and challenge you with a raising of his red right hand. The best thing to do in this instance is to retreat, because if you allow him to engage you in combat you will die within a fortnight. His red hand is said to be the result of many years of bloodstains from those he has killed in combat.

Miscellaneous about Tam:
Tam wears midnight blue gloves almost everywhere he goes, usually to disguise his red right hand that he inherited from his father
Tam has a large collection of priceless jewels, riches, and assorted other pretty and shiny things that he collected(stole) throughout the years

Anthon Wellsjo

So begins...

Thomas Linette's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Alette "Fox" Nightshade Character Portrait: Carter Hunter Character Portrait: Felix Fletcher Character Portrait: Brynn Vonderman Character Portrait: Portia Vonderman Character Portrait: Winni Bellefleur
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Winni

Winni stared into her mother's eyes, she has never felt this angry before and she felt like she was going to explode. "Don't call me that." Portia snapped at her for calling her by her first name, Winni didn't feel the need to say anything about it. The women before her that she called mom has been hiding something really big and she just could not forgive her, everything about her life was a lie.

"We were protecting you honey." Her mother started talking, Winni wanted to call out the bullshit but kept quiet, juet staring as her mother went on "Yes, the Shadow World is real, and there's... A lot to explain. Your real parents were Jason and Annamarie Bellefleur. Two very famous Shadow Hunters. They protected a lot of people. Killed a lot of demons, but they were killed when you were young, by a demon who wanted your parents, and also you. You lived, and another famous Shadowhunter named Scarlet Nightshade, a woman still alive in Seattle today, had your sight taken from you by a warlock so that you couldn't see what we see. Scarlet wanted to keep you as her own, but she was struggling through some heartache of her own, and so, the Clave, our government, brought you to me to protect. We're all werewolves here. Your father and I are the alphas."

As Portia stepped closer to her, putting a hand on her shoulder Winni shrugged it off and stepped back "I can't fuckin' believe this, don't touch me". "But honey, your life was never a joke. We never intended to hurt you, only protect you. And it most certainly wasn't a lie. I raised you, your father raised you, your sister grew up with you, we are your family. We love you. We never lied about that."

"So everyone knew who I was but me, everyone knew. Uncle Ardy was in it also too huh? I don't even know what to say." staring into Portia's eyes she felt tears rolling down her cheek "how could you? Ive always been truthful to you, I looked up to you...I can't believe it". Turning around she went to leave but she saw Brynn standing there, her angered flared as she went closer to her adoptive sister, her voice raising "you knew! you knew this whole time and didn't tell me! You were suppose to be my sister! We told each other everything...well at least thats what I thought!" She was screaming, running upstairs she grabbed her camera, phone, and canvas bag, she didn't know where she was going but she needed to get away.

Running down the stairs she stopped back in the kitchen to say one more thing "you know you should take a look in my black room, take a look at my pictures. Don't follow me" she said before she walked out the door, calling for Harley to follow her. As she opened the front door she saw a blonde at the door she didn't say anything as she walked by the girl and down the path to her jeep. Her face was beat red and her hands were clenched tight. She saw Felix in the yard talking to....nothing. But as she focused she thought she saw a girl, shaking her head she took a deep breath as she opened the door to her jeep and let Harley jumping in before she climbed in herself.

Who could she trust? She thought as she pulled out of the driveway and sped down the road "how could I not know?" She asked herself, pulling out her phone as she drove. Her mother was always telling her not to use her phone while driving, she never really listened. There was one guy she knew she could call and talk to, she pulled up the guys phine number and pushed call as she sped down the road into town. When she heard a voice answer she let out a small sigh "Thomas, its Winni...i need someone...to talk to someone" her voice was a whisper as she tried hard not to cry and also pay attention to the road.

Ardyon

Ardyon was relaxing in his chair smoking a cigar as he waited for the news to come. He knew the clave was meeting this morning and it would only be a matter of time till he would receive a letter. "Things are definately going to be interesting Ferosia" he looked down at his white cat as he spoke. The cat just purred and went back to licking its paws.

A few minutes later a black crow came flying through the window and landed on his shoulder handing him a letter. "What do we have here Des" he asked the bird before taking the letter and reading it over. A few minutes later a laugh escaped his throat "interesting, very very interesting. Venetia will be happy" he said to no one in particular.

Taking out a piece of parchment paper and a pen and quickly wrote the lovely Queen a letter, being very vague with his words just in case someone else was to read the letter.

My Darling Venetia,
Just received some interesting news. Believe we need to meet, id rather not write this on paper. Meet at the old paper mill in an hour, Ill tell you everything that I just found out. You will be very happy I think.
Ardyon


He rolled up the letter then tied a string around it before giving it to Des "take this to Venetia". The crow flew out the window and went to bring the letter to the Queen Vampire. Ardy proceeded to get up and get himself together, putting on a pair of black slacks and a button down black shirt. Brushing out his hair before he put on his black trenchcoat and walked out his door. He wasn't one to ride in cars, he wasn't particulary fond of them so he walked his way to the old mill.

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Character Portrait: Winni Bellefleur Character Portrait: Thomas Linette
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Seattle, Washington, seems like an unlikely place to find a faerie. Well, finding a faerie in general is unlikely if they wish to remain unfound, but that is beside the point. Those mundane people who are so enthusiastic about the faeries portrayed in films and books, the cutesy flittering things that sprinkled fairy dust everywhere might suggest that, to find a faerie, one should look in Europe, particularly in Ireland and Great Britain with their great many faerie stories and legends. However, for those who knew about real faeries and not those caricatures presented to the mundanes, they might suggest New York. Not, it may be noted, for the big city, but rather for the portal to the Faerie Realm tucked away somewhere in the area. No, Seattle, Washington, to most people, would seem like a highly unusual place to find a faerie, particularly one of the oldest ones alive... It was an excellent thing that Thomas "Tam Lin" Linette was highly unusual anyways and didn't pay much mind to such things.

Tam was currently curled up on a plush, red sofa in his apartment, gazing out his window with a thousand-mile stare into the surrounding street. The building itself didn't appear to be very special on the outside, just an out-of-the-way building that didn't have noisy traffic going by all hours of the day. However, as many of the Fair Folks might tell you, it was very special indeed. The original owner had had the Sight, one of the rare mundanes born with the ability, and, on top of that, possessed good business sense. Faeries, out of all the magical creatures running amuck right under the noses of the mundanes, tended to have quite a bit of money tucked away due to their affinity for all things shiny. So, what better way to exploit that than by making an apartment building completely without iron, a substance that poisoned the faerie folk? It had cost quite a pretty penny to not use any iron at all, but, between making a steady profit and earning the affection of whatever faerie happened to be in town, it had all been worth it.

Yes, this building had served as an excellent home-base for Tam over the years, the interior a mishmash of comfort and trendy, an eclectic collection with pieces from all over the world. All right, he'd admit to be a pack-rat, always grabbing a souvenir when he traveled, and, after five-hundred or so years, it really started to add up. Still, even ensconced in his safe-haven from the mundane (and otherwise) world, he couldn't help the prickling feeling of anxiety that was threatening to dampen his amiable mood. It was like something important was going to happen today, a premonition of sorts, and he had no idea what it would be.

He sighed, stretching out from his curled up position, almost purring like a particularly pleased cat before padding his way over to his rather impressive book shelf, fingers ghosting over the well-worn spines and titles. It was still daylight, and, given that his fun tended to happen when the moon was bright in the sky, there wasn't much else to occupy his time. Besides, nothing was happening outside and that was just boring. His hand stopped over one particular tome, almost on its own accord, and he paused, tilting his head to one side.

"Well, hello there," He chirped, lips curling into a contented smile as he plucked it from the shelf. Tam's voice was a clear sound, almost like the ringing of a bell, not deep and masculine like most men, but not feminine either. It was...odd. Like his accent held a bit of everything. "Funny I should stop on you today."

He returned to the couch, flicking open the book and settling in to read when his landline began to ring. He froze before scrambling out of his living room, into his bedroom, before diving wildly over his bed, and plucking the phone from its receiver. Even if he was a faerie, he couldn't help but appreciate some things made by the mundies, and cellphones were something he adored in particular. Instant connection with people(and things that loosely could be described as people) even countries away? Marvelous. So, yes, he liked to use his cellphone, and that's what made the landline ringing so important. He'd only given the number to a handful of people, all that he probably shouldn't miss a call from.

"Hello?" His voice was as cheerful as always, despite his mad-dash for the phone. Whoever it was, he could already hear the familiar sounds of traffic and cars whirring by- so they were driving, then.

"Thomas..." Even before she continued, Tam Lin knew who it was. Only one person in the handful of people who had this number called him Thomas- it was silly, really, but Ardyon had insisted he use his mundane name, so intent he and so many others were to keep Winni away from even the barest hint of the world hidden by her lack of Sight.

"...its Winni...i need someone...to talk to someone" She was whispering now and sounded like she might cry. He pulled a blank for a moment, struggling to remember what to do with crying girls before completely giving up.

"Well, lovely," He said, the cheer still in his voice, the term of endearment as natural as anything else, flopping over onto his back as he spoke. "I'd be happy to listen. I'm at my apartment now- you still have my address, yes? You can come over now if you'd like." He didn't really like inviting people over to his inner sanctum(when there was fun to be had, he always went outside his home whether it be to a club or to someone else's home), but Winni was a special case, wasn't she? He'd have to make an exception for her.