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We'll dance and sing 'til sundown
And feast with abandon
We'll sleep when the morning comes
And we'll rise by the sound of the birdsongs...
Rabid_Rabbit
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We'll dance and sing 'til sundown
And feast with abandon
We'll sleep when the morning comes
And we'll rise by the sound of the birdsongs...
Rabid_Rabbit
Rabid_Rabbit
The rabid rabbit bites!
Mordecai - the Messenger
The Devil | spuɐM ɟo ʇɥƃᴉuʞ | Knight of Cups
The Devil | spuɐM ɟo ʇɥƃᴉuʞ | Knight of Cups
Mordecai was the great escapist, running are wild and reckless as any deer pursued by a great wolf.
He would never be caught.
Mordecai Barathurum
The messenger for the unfortunate
-Age-
Twenty Four
-Appearance-
Slight, with sharp features, dark eyes and dirty blonde hair. He is tall and waifish, with long limbs. He has numerous silvery items pierced through his nose and ears - he says they are entirely for show, however they seem to aid his fleetness of foot.
-Height-
6' exact
-Interests-
Birdsong, candy, candlelight, tarot, the messages of the unseelie court - those that are too dark to speak to the wind, and carry to awaiting ears, pranks and small misfortunes. Humans whose interest has called to the fae.
-Personality-
Chaotic and restless, Mordecai refuses to be still even for a minute. He is hostile to anything that prevents a free flowing movement. Sharp as a whip, he will not hesitate to make people feel small when needed. His work in the dark courts has made him hard to crack, however he has yet to adopt the bitterness of those who have lived for a long time amongst the Unseelie. He has a great weakness for honey and other sweet things.
-History-
As a child, Mordecai lived a normal life amongst the seelie court. He almost petulant, with his attitude to the peaceful life he had been lucky enough to be born into. His family was rich of the resources that the fae prized highly - his father was a baker and his mother a musician, providing food, music and merriment - lights in the lives of the fae. The comfort, however, bored Mordecai, so first he set his sights on the unseelie. His jobs grew from simple deliveries to delivering letters amongst huge kingpins of the underworld.
But still, Mordecai grew restless, and he set his eyes on new work that even the most hardened of the fae was unwilling to undertake - to carry messages to the human realm. Messages of unrest, of war, of buying and selling. Mordecai became the herald of news from an otherworld that was known for despising one thing more than the seelie court - and that was the world of humans.
But the Messenger himself felt no ill will to humans. He was drawn to people who still had great belief in the fae - even though the fae magic that exuded from him was one steeped in unseelie misfortune, and wherever he settled to rest, harmless misfortune would follow. He was a trickster, through and through, finding ways for his unseelie magic to influence the world of anyone whose keen curiosity attracted him. These people shone bright to him, enough to distract from even the most important of messages, and causes him to linger in the human realm.
He would never be caught.
Mordecai Barathurum
The messenger for the unfortunate
-Age-
Twenty Four
-Appearance-
Slight, with sharp features, dark eyes and dirty blonde hair. He is tall and waifish, with long limbs. He has numerous silvery items pierced through his nose and ears - he says they are entirely for show, however they seem to aid his fleetness of foot.
-Height-
6' exact
-Interests-
Birdsong, candy, candlelight, tarot, the messages of the unseelie court - those that are too dark to speak to the wind, and carry to awaiting ears, pranks and small misfortunes. Humans whose interest has called to the fae.
-Personality-
Chaotic and restless, Mordecai refuses to be still even for a minute. He is hostile to anything that prevents a free flowing movement. Sharp as a whip, he will not hesitate to make people feel small when needed. His work in the dark courts has made him hard to crack, however he has yet to adopt the bitterness of those who have lived for a long time amongst the Unseelie. He has a great weakness for honey and other sweet things.
-History-
As a child, Mordecai lived a normal life amongst the seelie court. He almost petulant, with his attitude to the peaceful life he had been lucky enough to be born into. His family was rich of the resources that the fae prized highly - his father was a baker and his mother a musician, providing food, music and merriment - lights in the lives of the fae. The comfort, however, bored Mordecai, so first he set his sights on the unseelie. His jobs grew from simple deliveries to delivering letters amongst huge kingpins of the underworld.
But still, Mordecai grew restless, and he set his eyes on new work that even the most hardened of the fae was unwilling to undertake - to carry messages to the human realm. Messages of unrest, of war, of buying and selling. Mordecai became the herald of news from an otherworld that was known for despising one thing more than the seelie court - and that was the world of humans.
But the Messenger himself felt no ill will to humans. He was drawn to people who still had great belief in the fae - even though the fae magic that exuded from him was one steeped in unseelie misfortune, and wherever he settled to rest, harmless misfortune would follow. He was a trickster, through and through, finding ways for his unseelie magic to influence the world of anyone whose keen curiosity attracted him. These people shone bright to him, enough to distract from even the most important of messages, and causes him to linger in the human realm.
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Full Name - Juniper Evergrove
Age - 21
Appearance - Juniper is a young woman of a thin frame, any excess fat whittled away by harsh winters and hungry summers. Her natural beauty is covered by harsh lines and dark circles under her eyes, her lips constantly in a pouting state. The sharp curve of her brows gives her a somewhat peeved appearance, though the soft nature of her hair seems to somewhat balance out her overall appearance. It's miracle her locks aren't as waifish as her limbs, along with her eyes given a somewhat determined glow to them. The purplish hue is most unusual, but it's nothing she can explain. It wouldn't be surprising if some fae was muddled into her bloodline from ages ago.
Personality - Juniper grew up too soon, and it reflects clearly through her personality. Headstrong and blunt, Juniper is constantly pushing forward to save her small village. Warnings roll off her skin, she pushes forward towards danger with the hope of a high payoff. This blunt force often clashes with the yielded nature of a dying village. Deep down, however, Juniper is still young at heart. Quick jokes roll of her tongue, her wit sharp and often on display to those around her.
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From the moment Juniper could walk, she was steered in the opposite direction of the forest that outlined the east of their village. The tempting oak and pine trees constantly beckoned to the young child, but she knew better than to listen to their whispers. After all, not all fae looked human. However, as she continued to grow up, the village began to slowly die. The whispering leaves became too tempting for the young girl, especially given her desperation to save her village. She often found herself slipping into the woods during the day to hunt for elk and other creatures, while keeping an eye peeled for an fae. It had been centuries since one appeared before her people, but perhaps if she looked...One would show itself. A bargain would be struck, and her village could be saved.
At least, that was the hope of it all. Now 21, Juniper hasn't found a single trace of a fae in the dark woods. Maybe she was just getting her hopes up.
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Full Name - Juniper Evergrove
Age - 21
Appearance - Juniper is a young woman of a thin frame, any excess fat whittled away by harsh winters and hungry summers. Her natural beauty is covered by harsh lines and dark circles under her eyes, her lips constantly in a pouting state. The sharp curve of her brows gives her a somewhat peeved appearance, though the soft nature of her hair seems to somewhat balance out her overall appearance. It's miracle her locks aren't as waifish as her limbs, along with her eyes given a somewhat determined glow to them. The purplish hue is most unusual, but it's nothing she can explain. It wouldn't be surprising if some fae was muddled into her bloodline from ages ago.
Personality - Juniper grew up too soon, and it reflects clearly through her personality. Headstrong and blunt, Juniper is constantly pushing forward to save her small village. Warnings roll off her skin, she pushes forward towards danger with the hope of a high payoff. This blunt force often clashes with the yielded nature of a dying village. Deep down, however, Juniper is still young at heart. Quick jokes roll of her tongue, her wit sharp and often on display to those around her.
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From the moment Juniper could walk, she was steered in the opposite direction of the forest that outlined the east of their village. The tempting oak and pine trees constantly beckoned to the young child, but she knew better than to listen to their whispers. After all, not all fae looked human. However, as she continued to grow up, the village began to slowly die. The whispering leaves became too tempting for the young girl, especially given her desperation to save her village. She often found herself slipping into the woods during the day to hunt for elk and other creatures, while keeping an eye peeled for an fae. It had been centuries since one appeared before her people, but perhaps if she looked...One would show itself. A bargain would be struck, and her village could be saved.
At least, that was the hope of it all. Now 21, Juniper hasn't found a single trace of a fae in the dark woods. Maybe she was just getting her hopes up.
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