Erenrelle Marie MacMartin (Approved)

Erenrelle

PERSONAL INFORMATION

Name: Erenrelle Marie MacMartin
Nicknames: Eren or Relle
IGN: Erenrelle Marie
Face Claim: Eleanor Tomlinson

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BASIC INFORMATION:

Age: Looks to be 26 years old
Date of Birth: 10th of July in the year of our Lord 1758
Current Residences: The Glade/Altar of Brighid

Species: Tua (Druid)
Gender: Female

Occupation: Herbalist

Powers: Blur; Telepathy I

Non-Grid Powers: Healing (developing)

Weaknesses: Pacifist

Spouse: None
Keeper: None
Sworn: None
Oath: None
Affiliation: None

PHYSICAL TRAITS

Eyes: Ice Blue
Hair: Red

Height: 5'6"/171CM
Weight: 140#/68KG
Build: Curvy

Tattoos: None
Piercings: Ears
Scars: None

Physical Description: Eren stands at 171 centimeters in height, average for a woman of her nationality. Her figure is curvy and shows no sign that she has birthed children in her human life. She is not buxom, again of average build, but has wide hips. She has bright red hair, almost brassy, that falls below her shoulders in a riot of curls most days. Tendrils of hair often escape any type of confinement. Her skin is a pale peach, cheeks soft pink as if touched by the sun. Her blue eyes turn from an ice blue to a deep blue depending on mood. Her lips are a soft red, almost rose in color, with a thin upper lip but a full bottom lip that she may sometimes catch between her teeth when in thought. She has a light lilt to her voice when she speaks, sometimes reverting back to her native Gaelic when upset or in a rush. At one time she smiled often, but as of late she has a melancholy look on her face from a recent heartbreak.

PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAITS

Merits: Responsible, hard working, down to earth

Flaws: Reserved, hard headed, trusting

Personality: At one time outgoing and quick to laugh, of late Eren has been quiet and reserved. She is very sweet and giving, because of this she falls easily in love. She takes her position as a Scion of Brighid very seriously, so at times seems reserved and aloof. She is very industrious, always working the small garden at her cottage, or walking the city to heal those in need. She is very approachable and curious, so will ask questions if she does not know something.

BACKGROUND

Family: Deceased
Friends: None yet
Enemies None yet

Backstory: Nickname: Eren. Born on or around the 20th of July, in the year of our lord 1758, two years after the Jacobite rising, in Forfarshire, Scotland. Trained in herbology and healing, she spent much of her time roaming the lands surrounding her village in search of healing plants, becoming one with nature, while also tending the small altar to Brighid, the Celtic goddess she felt most attuned with and whom her village also revered. One fateful summer night, in her 26th year, Eren was changed forever...

The last thing she remembers was tending the altar. There was a will- o-the-wisp that led her down a path away from the altar, away from her village, and into the woods. She pressed down the path, following the wisp, not paying attention to where she was going, or seeing the arch that she passed through. Suddenly the wisp disappeared, leaving her in the middle of a clearing, golden light shining down from above, but no light source visible. Confused, she looked around, but could see no discerning landmarks. Distraught, she found a soft patch of grass in the center of the clearing, and laid down to rest, falling into a deep slumber.

When she awoke, Eren knew something had changed. She felt different. She could not place her finger on it, as she did not look any different, but she FELT different. She found a dirt path that looked like it would lead her out, and placed her feet upon it. The world shifted and changed, she did not move but the path moved her forward until she was standing in front of the caves of the Druids. They greeted her and explained that she had been welcomed as a Druid. They had watched her and decided she was worthy of being one of their own. The world as she knew it no longer existed for her.

Eren has watched the centuries pass living with the Druids, the passage of time holding no meaning for her. Times change, seasons pass, and the world becomes something different. Through every rising and falling of the sun, she pondered on why the Druids blessed her as she did. Perhaps it was her connection with Brighid, she did not know. All she knew is she was now in a new world.

Light God

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