Post by Queen Morag on Jan 21, 2007 17:30:54 GMT -5
Accepted!!! Welcome to The Emerald Isle, my Queen....
Name:
Morag Finniel
Race:
Fairy
Apparent Age:
35
Gender:
Female
Date of Birth:
December 23
Type:
Sidhe
Residence:
Morag lives in the Fairy Palace with the King and the Princess
Class:
Noble
Title/rank:
Queen
Alignment:
Good
Occupation:
Queen of the Fairies
Appearance:
- eyes ~ high, arched eyebrows and sweeping lashes frame stunning eyes that change color with her mood, ranging from light grey to deep sapphire
- hair ~ long, extremely straight blond locks are usually up in elegant dos, but she tends to let them down when she's relaxing
- body ~ very straight, proper posture, athletic build, tall for a Sidhe, average weight
- face ~ high forehead and cheekbones, aristocratic nose, full pink lips
Attire:
Morag loves elegant gowns and wears them every chance she gets, (which means she wears them most of the time.) But she has been known to dress down for picnics and family outings.
Personality:
She tends to emphasize her aristocracy around strangers, because she's very self-conscious. Because of this, she sometimes comes off as vain or stuck-up. She always worries a lot before meeting someone or trying something new. But once she gets to know you, she's very happy-go-lucky and friendly.
Fears:
Meeting new people/Trying new things/Losing her husband
Likes:
Elegant clothing and furnishings/Painting
Dislikes:
Giving speeches/Leprechauns
Quirks:
She always brushes through her hair 100 strokes before putting it up.
Inventory:
Her wardrobe and a beautiful crystal globe that she uses to keep track of her kingdom.
Strengths:
She is very strong when it comes to protecting her family and kingdom and in sports.
Weaknesses:
She falls ill too easily, making her weaker than she used to be, much to her chagrin.
Goal:
She's queen! What more could she want?
Family:
Boric - Husband/Alive/Noble/King/Fairy Palace
Aine - Daughter
Isla - Mother/Alive/Noble/Noblewoman/Countryside
Lover:
Boric - Husband
Word Verification:
Of course I have, because I'm wonderful!
History:
Morag was born to a single mother, Isla. Isla was shunned because of her unexplained pregnancy and moved to the countryside to escape the scornful glares and gossip. Morag was raised to be a noblewoman, despite her home. But the only thing she ever enjoyed about the countryside was her freedom. Since she liked sports, she put up with the country bumpkins she had been tossed in with at birth.
As soon as she could, she moved into the city. She found she much preferred elegance and grace even while she missed the open freedom. More than once a handsome young man caught her eye, but she only ever saw him for a fleeting instant before he would disappear in a sea of people. One day she bumped into him at the park while she was out for her morning walk. They ended up talking under a tree for hours. But at the end of the day, she realized she still didn't even know his name. After a time she gave up hope she would ever find out who he was. Then one night she was at a party. She spotted him and asked her hostess who he was. The woman looked at her in surprise and replied: "Why, the crown prince, Boric! He'll be king one day, you know." Morag was shocked. This kind young creature she had so much in common with was the crown prince?! He spotted her and came over to say hi. For weeks she was utterly tongue-tied around him. Finally he got exasperated with her and told her the only way she would ever be normal around him again was if she married him. So she did. They had a grand wedding in the city and then a long honeymoon in a palace right on the beach, before moving into the Fairy Palace. They had one child, Jessica.
Writing Sample:
Morag looked up from her tea and stared out the window at the pouring rain. She sighed.
"Boric, I want to visit Mother. I haven't seen her in two years."
He glanced back over his shoulder at her. "Sweetling, I need you here, though!"
She shook her head. "No you don't. The only thing I've done in a month is drink tea with noblewomen while you badger their husbands! No, you don't need me here. I'm going to see Mother, whether you like it or not."
She stood and stormed out. Boric smirked at his wife's spunk and called after her, "Have a good trip, honey!"
Name:
Morag Finniel
Race:
Fairy
Apparent Age:
35
Gender:
Female
Date of Birth:
December 23
Type:
Sidhe
Residence:
Morag lives in the Fairy Palace with the King and the Princess
Class:
Noble
Title/rank:
Queen
Alignment:
Good
Occupation:
Queen of the Fairies
Appearance:
- eyes ~ high, arched eyebrows and sweeping lashes frame stunning eyes that change color with her mood, ranging from light grey to deep sapphire
- hair ~ long, extremely straight blond locks are usually up in elegant dos, but she tends to let them down when she's relaxing
- body ~ very straight, proper posture, athletic build, tall for a Sidhe, average weight
- face ~ high forehead and cheekbones, aristocratic nose, full pink lips
Attire:
Morag loves elegant gowns and wears them every chance she gets, (which means she wears them most of the time.) But she has been known to dress down for picnics and family outings.
Personality:
She tends to emphasize her aristocracy around strangers, because she's very self-conscious. Because of this, she sometimes comes off as vain or stuck-up. She always worries a lot before meeting someone or trying something new. But once she gets to know you, she's very happy-go-lucky and friendly.
Fears:
Meeting new people/Trying new things/Losing her husband
Likes:
Elegant clothing and furnishings/Painting
Dislikes:
Giving speeches/Leprechauns
Quirks:
She always brushes through her hair 100 strokes before putting it up.
Inventory:
Her wardrobe and a beautiful crystal globe that she uses to keep track of her kingdom.
Strengths:
She is very strong when it comes to protecting her family and kingdom and in sports.
Weaknesses:
She falls ill too easily, making her weaker than she used to be, much to her chagrin.
Goal:
She's queen! What more could she want?
Family:
Boric - Husband/Alive/Noble/King/Fairy Palace
Aine - Daughter
Isla - Mother/Alive/Noble/Noblewoman/Countryside
Lover:
Boric - Husband
Word Verification:
Of course I have, because I'm wonderful!
History:
Morag was born to a single mother, Isla. Isla was shunned because of her unexplained pregnancy and moved to the countryside to escape the scornful glares and gossip. Morag was raised to be a noblewoman, despite her home. But the only thing she ever enjoyed about the countryside was her freedom. Since she liked sports, she put up with the country bumpkins she had been tossed in with at birth.
As soon as she could, she moved into the city. She found she much preferred elegance and grace even while she missed the open freedom. More than once a handsome young man caught her eye, but she only ever saw him for a fleeting instant before he would disappear in a sea of people. One day she bumped into him at the park while she was out for her morning walk. They ended up talking under a tree for hours. But at the end of the day, she realized she still didn't even know his name. After a time she gave up hope she would ever find out who he was. Then one night she was at a party. She spotted him and asked her hostess who he was. The woman looked at her in surprise and replied: "Why, the crown prince, Boric! He'll be king one day, you know." Morag was shocked. This kind young creature she had so much in common with was the crown prince?! He spotted her and came over to say hi. For weeks she was utterly tongue-tied around him. Finally he got exasperated with her and told her the only way she would ever be normal around him again was if she married him. So she did. They had a grand wedding in the city and then a long honeymoon in a palace right on the beach, before moving into the Fairy Palace. They had one child, Jessica.
Writing Sample:
Morag looked up from her tea and stared out the window at the pouring rain. She sighed.
"Boric, I want to visit Mother. I haven't seen her in two years."
He glanced back over his shoulder at her. "Sweetling, I need you here, though!"
She shook her head. "No you don't. The only thing I've done in a month is drink tea with noblewomen while you badger their husbands! No, you don't need me here. I'm going to see Mother, whether you like it or not."
She stood and stormed out. Boric smirked at his wife's spunk and called after her, "Have a good trip, honey!"
