Player: Alice

Human Form: “Carolyn Laine” is a woman who always looks like she wants to be anywhere else. Her mouth is downturned, dark brows furrowed, and her hair is kept in a sort of pixie cut meant for a sleek and sharp Corpo cut, but is purely a pragmatic decision. Makes for easier hunting, after all. She possesses a strong jaw and sharp cheekbones that only lend to the image that she is not one to mess with. Anyone who spends more than 15 minutes with her quickly comes to the realization that this image is one “Carolyn” plays up entirely for her own amusement, utterly bemused by the novelty of business life–a reality that doesnt exactly inspire respect. Among the Prodigals and her Fae kin, this sort of whimsical appearance is only made more dramatic by her…

Fae Mien: Violet-eyed and hair the colors of Saharan dunes at midday, Aoife hits all the basic marks for classical Sidhe beauty, but only just. As far as her ilk go, she could be called “plain”, with even her Voile being relatively understated. “Understated” for an Arcadian still means she is draped in loose and flattering jewelry of brilliant golds, a ceremonial gown meant for a champion of the Wilds, and heavy heraldry of both her House and her position as Mistress of Hounds: Fangs and talons hang in spiraling rows along her skirt and collar, feathers of the same golden-brown and whites as the barn owl caress the length of her back and chest, and even her base physiology is affected. She has been granted a pair of beautiful cervine ears and her skin carries the brown with white spotting found in fawns, lending a distinct resemblance to a young doe–an image that certainly hasnt helped her appear as stately and noble as she so attempts to.

Aoife is a layered and contradictory person by human standards, a fact which makes her ironically much more human than she realizes. Equal parts cynical yet hopeful, condescending yet uplifting, and dour yet humorous, the Arcadian doesn't play by your rules and it's anyone's guess if they're her rules or someone else's. She is utterly delighted by the novelties of this world, finding small moments of joy in “human” things like riding a bus or purchasing a hot dog from a stand (with wheels, of course!) Even in the heat of battle, this attitude does not waver; the whistling of her arrow delights her as much the gurgling noises her dying prey makes. The easiest path to understanding her is that she simply *plays hard*. No one takes their fun as seriously as she, and no one has as much fun being serious.

Underneath all of this is a heavy current of bitterness. Something about her position irks her deeply, and as a creature prone to… extremes, Aoife reacts incredibly negatively to any slander against her honor or mockery of her ranking… even as she treats those beneath her questionably. Strikingly, she holds immense disdain for those who she sees as failing in their roles as leaders. Hypocrisy is not a rare trait among the Sidhe, and Aoife is no different.

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