Character Details - Seanait Ní Cuillin

Written by SilverthornCreated : 2-Feb-2006 9:55:20 am
Last Edited : 30-Dec-2008 3:04:09 am

Seanait Ní CuillinPhysical Description
Name: Seanait Ní Cuillin (pron: SHAY-nat)
Meaning: Hawk of the Holly Tree
Race: Tauremornan Elf
Age:
Apparent Age: Early Twenties
Hair: Scarlet Red, Shoulder-length, Straight
Eyes: Brown
Complexion: Porcelain
Height: 5' 5"
Build: Slim but athletic
Identifying Marks: A triskele, or triple spiral, on her right thigh identifying her as the Chosen of Nuuruhuine.
Clothing: Favours a black bodice laced up over a white shirt, with black trousers and boots. Coats styled upon the Terran great-coat in hues of dark grey, black or red are often worn over the top.

Personal Information
Personality: Seanait is observant, quick-witted and strong-willed. She has a temper with a fire to match her red hair, but she does not usually hold a grudge. Before her time in the Hell dimensions, she possessed a relatively cheerful and compassionate personality, but her experiences darkened it. Madness left mental scars that linger even after her rescue and whether she will ever be entirely sane again remains in doubt.
Occupation: Chooser of the Slain
Abilities: It is with the mother aspect of the Goddess that Seanait is most closely allied, her abilities lying within the bounds of the Life-Giver. She is a powerful Earth Mage, able to encourage plants to grow even in barren land, as well as to cause that earth to split asunder beneath the feet of her enemies. This association with life was enhanced by the gifts of her Goddess, permitting her to shift into the forms of both a hawk and a wolf. She also possesses strong natural healing abilities. Her training and experience during the Forest War has made her a skilled tracker and warrior.
Weapons Used: Recurved bow

Background Information
Marital Status: Single
Bonds: None
Children: None
Brief History: Born during the time of expansion into the Tauremorna by the humans of the Three Duchies, Seanait was one of the first to bear the title of Chooser of the Slain. During the Forest War, she was one of the foremost of the Ravens, helping to coordinate the guerilla tactics of the elven warriors. Yet she was far more than just a Raven, for Seanait was one of the Chosen of her Goddess, part of something bigger than in time became legendary in the Tauremorna. The Trìonaid. Each aspect of the Goddess made mortal flesh, bound by Destiny to do what the Gods themselves were forbidden, woven into the very Tapestry of Life itself. The warrior maiden, the mother and the crone. Life, death and rebirth. Each armed by the Goddess with a weapon forged by no mortal hands, bearing her mark upon their flesh and carrying within them her gifts. Yet in that final battle, one of the Three was lost. Caught between dimensions by a spell cast by magic users on the side of the humans, Seanait found herself trapped in the underworld. Unable to escape until an ancient prophecy was fulfilled and the Trìonaid were brought together once more, she remained there, never ageing since that moment millennia ago when the portal behind her snapped shut. Millennia later, when a hell-spawned Seed threatened to bring the demonic realms to Aerdon, a group Chosen by the Gods journeyed through the underworld to cut down a tree and close the gate. In the process, Seanait herself was freed from her imprisonment and returned with them to Aerdon. She found herself in a changed world, one she barely recognised.

Other Information:

  • Seanait's soul is holly-green and crimson in colour and in its ground state will often appear to be a mist in form. At the heart of this burns a flame that is the core of the individual's soul.
  • Seanait's magic looks like a holly-green and crimson mist, the same shade as her soul.
  • The spoken language of the Tauremornan Elves is a bastardised version of the purer Elven spoken by the Elves of the Aarataure, heavily influence by the Dark Elven language. The musical elven tongue, similar to Terran Irish, is now 'marred' by the harsh clicks and sibilant whispers of the dark elven language.
  • After millennia in the Myrk, an underworld realm that was perpetually cold and wet, Seanait has come to love the heat and to dislike the cold.
  • Her favourite colour is holly green.

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