Aithnye

Mortal Name: Aithnye
Fae Name: Widdershins
Age- Apparent: mid 20's
Age- Real: 134
Height- Human: 5'1
Height- Fae: 4'11
Weight- Human: 102 lbs
Weight- Fae: 97 lbs
Eyes- Human: blue
Eyes- Fae: bright silver(sometimes glowing)
Hair- Human: Auburn
Hair- Fae: Black
Kit: Fae
Court: Seelie
Affinities: Fire: Stir Passion, Wield flame
Geas: Any mortal that recites her true name may ask for any one favor, once.

She was one of the few that was held in high regard with the Royal court in The British Isles. A favorite with her Queen and King, even though she was one that caused much mischief. They always said, that was one of the reasons why they liked her, she made them smile, laugh, and feel simply wonderful. She was light and laughter, with the right hint of mischief.

They also said it would be the reason why she'd get into trouble. They enjoyed the mischief she caused among her own kind. But when she started to meddle with moreals. They warned her, time and again, she'd find trouble.

And trouble she found. Sent away from her home, to teach her a lesson, her King said. She was shocked. Never did she expect them to be rid of her. She was, after all, their favorite. How could the send her, of all 'people' away. At first she thought it to be a joke, only to be told again, to get out. She pleaded, told them she'd do better. But of course, she'd said that before. And the knew she'd said it before.

Banished to Paris, France, for an unseeable amount of time. She was told to behave and perhaps, soon, she'd be able to come home. She made a promise to keep herself out of trouble, she was already missing her home, her land, her King and Queen.

She'd promised herself, she'd behave. But, really..how could she when there were mortals around. And she had the ability to 'stir passion'. Mortals..they were so much fun to play with.

Claiming: Nichole Kidman