: Sullivan O'CrowleyBloodline
: Falseblood (3/4th's, technically), son of Tisiphone the Erinyes, and Patrick O'Crowley, Descendant of a sylph and from the blood line of the Gaelic hero Scathach. Physical Description
: 18 years old, though he could pass for a bit older. He's only 5'5, and weighs 160 pounds. His eyes are usually hazel, but they shine bright orange when he is angered. His hair is usually kept shoulder length, and is the color of tree bark. Cliches
: Wild child, outsider, freak, Fair Child, Kindly One, animal lover.Tools
: Usually little more than his cell phone, keys, some pocket change, usually some small rocks (the kind that are good for throwing), and a short branch from the tree Yggdrasil, carved into a simple and unadorned flute. Hooks
*I don't always understand others, especially the true blood humans. How can they not hear the whispers of the wind, the cries of the earth..?
*I like animals a lot. They are honest with their intentions and thoughts. I despise being associated with humanity.
*I always keep my promises. Others don't usually keep their promises. I have gotten into a lot of trouble for pelting them with rocks for being oathbreakers. I don't understand why.
*I have a friend. He's a Cu Sith. Everyone always gets scared, but he's actually a really good boy! I mean, yes, he is the size of a horse. And has a large appetite. But, he's awesome. He told me his name, but I call him Ripper anyways.
*People like my flute playing.What would the others(players) possibly know about you?
*I'm odd. Which makes sense, since I think everyone else is odd, too!
*I'm really good with my flute. People like it, animals like it.
*I'm neither shy nor quiet, but I am the outsider.
*I'm always in trouble.
*I like masks. Wearing them, collecting them, placing them in places around the school where they will scare others...What weakness do you possess or what is your weakest skill?
*Makes no real effort to understand others.
*Despite thinking himself quite mature, he is actually capable of being incredibly immature. He is also blind to his own defects, either unwilling or unable to acknowledge them.
*Takes promises, even those made in haste, very, very seriously. When others fail to adhere to these promises, he becomes violent, which means he has repeatedly gotten in trouble with staff. Add to that that he makes no effort to actually understand why he is being disciplined, and it's no surprise that he is pretty much the number one trouble maker. If he ever breaks a promise himself, he goes into a self-destructive fit that often sees him in the infirmary.What is your biggest personality flaw?
*When other people fail to adhere to anything resembling a promise, he is driven by an irresistible urge to punish them. This is almost always accomplished by him pelting the oathbreaker with rocks, while shouting curses and condemnations in foreign languages (some times Greek, some times Scottish).
*Being incredibly immature and blind to his own defects.
*Erratic emotions which are tied to the weather. On calm and tranquil days, he can be quite sedate; windy days see an amazing amount of energy from him, as well as a more volatile state. The entire thing boils over during thunderstorms, where he often becomes uncontrollable, taken away by a mad frenzy. On the other hand, keeping him insides (especially underground) seems to lessen the effect that weather has on him, but at the same time, it tends to make him quite sullen and sluggish.What are you most afraid of?
*Storms, and how they make me feel.
*My mother, when she's angry.
*Cities. They're unnatural. They want to kill. Tales
*My father taught me the art of spear-fighting that was perfected by our ancestors, not to mention various forms of traditional Gaelic wrestling and grappling (including the oft-dreaded and outlawed art of eye-gouging). All the same, discipline and me don't mix; I'd rather rush in nothing but a wolf's pelt, and rip and tear. In theory, I am a disciplined warrior; in practice, I rip and tear my enemies, make them bleed with wild abandon and all the fury and hatred that drives man to war.
*One time, my mother took me with her to show me something important. She explained to me how the blood on her dress would forever remain fresh and dripping, because it was the blood of those who had been slain in an unacceptable manner. So long as unjust murders existed in the world, she would be the bloody one. So long as injustice exists, she taught me, We will have to mete out justice. Humans must learn, or else they will suffer the consequences. That's why we followed the man home. He had killed a child. Not by accident, but by design. He did unspeakable things to her, then ended her life before it could truly begin...
That's why my mother took me into his home. That's why she drove her hands into his chest, broke off his ribs and scattered them around the room. That is why she ripped out his heart, and crushed it to pulp. That is why we went to Kokytos. She drowned his soul in the River of Wailing; "where his kind belong", she said.
*One of my aunts, a Dryad, gave me the flute I now have. She was babysitting me in her grove, which was the most beautiful place I have ever seen. It was so tranquil, I have never found such stillness and perfect beauty ever again. While she was teaching me how to use the flute, and explaining its origins and properties, I attracted the attention of a Cu Sith pup. Old enough to be on his own, but still so young. He took a liking to me, and he has chosen to remain by my side ever since. My aunt says he is my protector, and a connection to my heritage.Arcane Abilities
*Child of Nature.
He can intuitively understand his position in the wilderness, meaning he does not become lost (even some weaker forms of magical trickery can be defeated). He does this by listening to the whispered secrets of the wind; the gentle, lilting gossip of plants; the songs of birds, and their true meaning; the burbling wisdom of ancient streams. Furthermore, his ability to so intuitively understand nature, imbued in him by his elemental heritage, gives him an amazing amount of knowledge about flora and fauna. Wild animals also regard him with at least a begrudging amount of respect, and won't attack him unless he initiates hostility.
By studying someone's soul, he is able to tap into a limited form of the power of the Furies. He can root out secrets embedded in the soul of an individual, specifically relating to promises they have made, and whether they were kept or broken. This takes a lot of time, and the information he does gather is often devoid of context, but it can tell him a lot about another individual. When invoking this power, his countenance darkens, black circles appear around his eyes, and the eyes themselves glow like embers. Most people can sense they are being Judged, and find the entire ordeal to be highly uncomfortable, to the point that some individuals are overcome with panic and guilt, as they are also forced to relive their "failures".
This is a very difficult
skill for him to use. It requires his full and undivided attention. He must have eye contact with the individual, and be within a few feet of them to use it. He is left vulnerable when using this power, as he can not process anything else happening around him. Being physically jostled in any way can completely disrupt him.
As I understand this can be a powerful power (haha), and that it might be worrisome to others, I want to establish that what is actually revealed by this power will be wholly up to the person it is used on. The reason I include the phrasing that the target relives their failed promises, is specifically so the other player can post what those failures were. Then, I can build off of that. I will also make sure that my posts are acceptable to the other player, through PMs (with Moraline tagged in since she is the GM), and will only post when it has absolute approval.