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>> EVERY STARFALL >>

brought you to tears again

Created on 2006-01-14 19:01:11 (#9258226), last updated 2009-10-31

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Name:	Eriena//Brendan of Keirnan
Location:	(states/regions/territories)

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BASICS ;;

Name: Eriena
Age: 21 22 23 24
Country: Dentoria
Class: shaman --> sage
Family: Husband // Brendan (deceased), Father // Jeremy, Mother // Cate, Brothers // Hugh [30], Gordon [26], Derek [25], Sisters // Elissa [34], Rachaella [32], Jordania [29], Darcy [28], Leisa, Daughter // Emily [2]
Languages: Trade [fluent], Dentorian [fluent], High Dentorian [fluent], Old High Dentorian [passable], Megam [poor]
Mount Name: n/a
Weapon Proficiencies: Light Magic
Birthdate: February 20, 603 [pisces]
Blood Type: A

HISTORY ;;

House Rhia is not a place for a woman with ambition.

Born a younger daughter of a younger daughter, so far from any inheritance to speak of she may as well have been common born, Eriena of Rhia never fit in with most of her siblings and cousins. While the majority of House Rhia were sociable, boisterous, irreverant, self-indulgent, and hedonistic, Eriena was serious, proper, well-manners, and introverted. While she did form bonds with some of her more serious extended family members, especially her Aunt Eimear's youngest son, Lorcan -- once he outgrew his explosive temper, at least -- for the most part, she felt completely alone in Rhia, neglecting the social whirl her family lived for, opting to not attend the balls and parties and fetes, staying, for the most part, out of mind and out of sight.

Eriena found her solace in the finer pleasure afforded a noblewoman -- at least, what of them there were in Rhia. Art, music, magic, and literature, although never so much that she was seen as too smart, or bookish. The sparse libraries of House Rhia eventually ran out of romances and tragedies for a young noblewoman to read, so it was largely due to boredom that the young Lady Eriena turned to some of the nonfiction within the libraries. She read of kings and lords and the dance of politicians, how such things were done in other countries, and she began to wonder why she must spend her life in obscurity, where the only roles she could play were the loose harlots her cousins acted and the forgotten outcast she'd perfected herself.

When he Uncle Stephan began searching through his neices for a woman to wed the dying Brendan of Keirnan, Eriena offered herself.

Only three years the elder of the young lord, proper, to suit the subdued nature of House Keirnan, and practically the only virgin of marriagable age in the family, Eriena indeed seemed the ideal choice. After one of the shortest and most half-hearted courtships Dentoria had ever seen, Eriena married Brendan, with strict instructions to do whatever was in her power to conceive a child by him.

Things proceeded to go drastically wrong from that moment onwards, as Brendan seemed physically incapable of intercourse. Eriena retreated on herself, feeling as if it were her fault and desperately terrified of disapproval from her Uncle Stephan -- and also, of being left no more than the widowed wife of a suceeded House. It was all she could do not to praise the Dragons aloud when she was informed on the conspiracy.

After Brendan's inevitable death, Eriena's mourning was a facade for her relief; with herself, Lord Matthias, and the Council of Regents the only ones with full knowledge of the parentage of the child in her womb, she was certain that she was safe, and so long as she could carry her child to term and protect it, her future was secured.

That is, until, upon searching through her husband's remaining things, she happened across as peculiar journl, and soon found out that the bastard she bore within her was not the only heir to House Keirnan ...

PERSONALITY ;;

The most remarkable thing about Eriena is that she is incredibly serious, proper, and polite. Even the more subdued members of her family seemed to feel ill at ease in her presence, and it was often wondered how she had managed to reach such a point, growing up among the people she had. Regardless, her parents and siblings can attest that Eriena was always exactly as she is.

Afflicted with an inferiourity complex after being an obscure oddity for so long, Eriena is desperately glad to be rid of Rhia, and despite how she dislikes Keirnan's glorified fishing village feeling, its damp, salt air and the constant sound of the sea, she loved the peace and quiet it affords her.

Beneath her polite and courteous exteriour, Eriena is actually rather bitter at a great deal of things, and doesn't care much for people in general. There are a few exceptions, several of her cousins are within her good graces, she considers Lorcan a very dear friend and confidant, respects her parents despite their flaws, and bears a certain fondness for her Uncle Stephan, though she is somewhat afraid of him. However, she views most everyone else in her life with a mixture of avoidance and disgust: her grandfather is disgusting and her cousins are shameless, Brendan was juvenile and Matthias is disrespectful. However, she's nothing but courteous and demure despite any of her true feelings, falisfying deep mourning for her husband and showing all due respect for everyone else.

Eriena is terrified of failure, to the point where she'll purposely cover her mistakes to keep them from being found out. She's uncomfortable in the presence of authority figures for this reason.

More than a little stuck-up and selfish, Eriena believes herself to be far above the cunning of most Southern ladies and long due for some fortune, respect and recognition in her life. In truth, she's no more cunning than average, and something of a bitch, beside.

APPEARANCE ;;

Tall for a woman, with long blonde hair, green eyes, and large breasts, Eriena has occassionally been described as a Northern woman born to a Southern family. She enjoys wearing gowns more styled for the North, as well, despite the heat, preferring the more modest cuts. She wears her hair up almost all of the time, and has a taste for classy jewelery.

[[eriena is played by leah_lightwing for himitsu_sensou. her pb is some girl from over the moon with like three pictures of her on the whole internet lol.]]

[[ .d.e.c.e.a.s.e.d. may 20 . 624. ]]

"I'd prefer the release, and not the passing, but I suppose we never get what we want."

BASICS ;;

Name: Brendan
Age: 18 deceased
Country: Dentoria
Class: mage (unpromotable)
Family: Father // [?] (deceased), Mother // Myrna (deceased), Sister // Alyson ("deceased"), Wife // Eriena, "Daughter" // Emily [infant]
Languages: Trade [fluent], Dentorian [fluent], High Dentorian [fluent]
Weapon Proficiencies: Fire Magic, Wind Magic, Lightning Magic
Mount Name: n/a
Birthdate: November 25, 605 (saggitarius)
Blood Type: A

HISTORY ;;

Born on a bright, calm, winter morning, Brendan of Keirnan was predicted to be great, to be strong, to be brave and righteous, a man of justice and presence. However, when he was finally brought from his mother’s womb, quiet, sickly Brendan seemed to have the same curse afflicted on many dead brothers and sisters before him. It was said he would never live to be a man, said that he was cursed by his only living sibling, Alyson, ten years his senior, the stormbringer.

Growing up was a trial. The simplest of tasks, so easy and natural for any other child, drained all of Brendan’s little energy. Climbing stairs. Getting dressed. Even being out in the bright sun was hard on his sensitive eyes. Attempts to train him in Keirnan’s signature style of mounted archer-mages failed, as he couldn’t handle the weight of a bow, and hard riding was impossible for his fragile bones.

Despite Alyson being much older than he was, and all the whispers that it was her fault he was what he was, Brendan loved her, and was very close to her. His life was always hard, but the first time he ever hated living it was when news reached Keirnan that while she was travelling to the capital of Hanalan with their mother, their ship was brought down in a storm. Both were swept overboard and died at sea.

Only weeks after that, his father died of illness, and Brendan was left was nothing.

For 16 years, he was been Lord of Keirnan in name, while a council of regents did the ruling for him. He spent his time reading, learning, and waiting to die, like all said would happen at any time. And yet, either through mercy or punishment, the Dragons never took him, and he continued to live.

Recently turned 18, Brendan now has complete control of Keirnan’s lands and assets, and all near him are making every possible attempt that they can to save it’s line from dying out. Pilgrammages, unorthodox treatments, hasty marriage preparations, anything that can be tried will be tried. However, after his wedding to Eriena of Rhia, it was found he was incapable of producing an heir. A conspiracy formed by Stephan of Rhia was quickly put into place, to have Eriena impregnated by Matthias of Diarnay, a youngest son of a nearby House who spent most of the year in Korin at the university there. Brendan strongly protested these plans, but his reservations were ignored.

It was about this time that Brendan discovered the Captain Alys on the magic journals with his sister Alyson, never drowned at all, now completely different and unwilling to return home. As his health continued to spiral downwards, he convinced her to come to Keirnan and see him one last time before he died, after she refused to take her rightful place as the last surviving member of House Keirnan. However, Brendan could not hold on in time. He scribbled out a affidavit to Alyson in the journal, testifying his acclaimed child to be a bastard with no blood of Keirnan, and Alyson to be his true heir.

He died as Alyson's Stormbringer docked.

It's impossible to say if she brought his end like it was claimed she would, or if he only lived as long as he did so that he could know she was alive and he was not alone.

One can only live on borrowed time for so long.

PERSONALITY;;

Upon first meeting Lord Brendan of Keirnan, it was easy to assume he was what he seemed to be, an unfortunate young man, who, despite having been delivered a horrible lot in life, was polite, well-spoken and courteous.

Of course, that’s not exactly as things were.

As one would expect, from one who has spent his entire life waiting to die, Brendan was often bitter, and held an extremely pessimistic and morbid view of the world. Everything dies, all beauty fades, night always follows day, the sky is only clear until there is a cloud. He was prone to sullen or angry outbursts, often throwing childish tantrums when things didn't go his way.

He was easily controlled, used to taking orders, don’t do this, do that, rest now, sit down, take this medication. It became a somewhat unconscious reflex to him, to immediately obey whenever he was given an order. However, he sometimes had bouts of stubborn childishness where he stoutly refused to do anything that he was asked, in a futile attempt to exert some control over his life. He was also very easy to intimidate, tending to cow the moment a firm hand was used against him.

He honestly believed that he loathed the way he was treated like a porcelain doll, but was completely incapacitated without constant attention and panicked when there is not constantly someone nearby to serve his needs.

Brendan found a peace before he died, a peace in knowing Alyson still lived and his House would survive, and that when he passed into the Dragons' embrace, the pain would finally end.

APPEARANCE;;

Brendan looked younger than his eighteen years, frail, small boned. His blue eyes were watery and often unfocused, and his skin pale. He spoke with a rasp, and often fell into coughing fits. His hair was dark and cut short.

SORTED

[[after like five months of waffling, leah_lightwing finally decided to play brendan for himitsu_sensou. his pb is the souma yuki from furuba.]]