[hider=Meredith Fong][b]Name:[/b] Meredith Fong

[b]Age:[/b] 19

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/mR6m853.png[/img]

[b]Attire:[/b] Meredith has a particularly "rough and tumble" style to her outfits, giving her a rather rebellious and nonconformist air. She has a fondness for fur collars (though admittedly, it's more likely to be faux fur) as well as leather from time to time, as well as boots of all varieties. It's very rare (especially after she graduated from high school) for her to be found in anything that could be construed as even [i]semi[/i]-formal, so it's pretty much all-casual all the time for her.

[b]Arcana:[/b] II ~ The High Priestess

[b]Weapon:[/b] An oar.

[b]Personality:[/b] Despite her taste in clothing and seemingly punkish demeanour (accentuated by her naturally serious expressions), Meredith is in actuality a pretty amiable (albeit somewhat flighty) youth. She's welcoming, considerate and never seems to be actively malicious in any way. Anyone talks to her usually considers her to be a rather nice girl, and indeed, she is always happy to engage patiently with anybody who talks to her. An avid conversationalist, she takes to any topic with the utmost honesty, meaning that she can serenely do her best to keep up with every word thrown her way.

There isn't a moment where she isn't thoughtful, always musing on the nature of everything in existence, no matter if it's seemingly pointless or of a more esoteric nature. Meredith is an understanding girl, making use of her intuition and all the bits and bobs of knowledge she's picked up in a way that makes her a surprisingly good at giving out advice and mediating any issues you got. She's welcoming, after all, and it's like she really tries her best to "get" people.

Of course, that's not to say that people "get" her.

While it's not hard to strike a conversation up with Meredith, many are quick to realise that the young woman doesn't exactly prioritise the same things as what most would. They would describe her as somewhat ... ditzy and airheaded, her random musings sometimes completely dissociated from what's important at the time. She sets her own pace and follows her own instincts rather than simply accepting what's expected of her; the mind she has is incredibly open, so she sees no problem with just taking everything in and doing what she thinks is right in her own way. Sometimes she might seem insulting if she says what's at the forefront of her mind, but she's undeniably somebody with very few bad bones in her body.

She'll apologise immediately.

She's a good-hearted young woman, after all.

[b]Backstory:[/b] Originally a resident of the ex-British colony of Hong Kong (and thus having started as somebody in possession of a "British Overseas Territories" citizenship), Meredith Fong was born to a pair of native Cantonese speakers from Yuen Long, spending the first few years of her life in the Hong Kong New Territories until her family moved across the world to the British Isles sometime around the handover, settling down in the city of Cardiff. While there were a few growing pains in adjusting to living in a completely different city with all its unique cultural and linguistic mores, the Meredith of then was young enough that she was quickly able to adapt to her new environment, treating Britain as equal a home to her as Hong Kong was (though she would frequently head back whenever the school hols came around to visit her cousins).

Most of her life was spent in relative normalcy. She knew nothing of the strange and occult (beyond reading up on some fun hocus pocus type books and dabbling with some Wang Long fortune telling with her cousins in HK when she was ten), nor was she much affected by the Apathy Syndrome that gripped many. She was curious of course, and sometimes worrying, but it was a distant mystery to her, and no matter how much she mused, no answer came that would explain why there were such unexplainable events occurring across the world.

So instead, she graduated from high school.

Meredith Fong was accepted into the History and Politics undergraduate course at Cambridge University, but instead of leaping straight into her post-secondary life, the young woman decided that she would defer. That she would take a year off, see the sights of the United Kingdom and have some nice and happy memories and experiences that would help her breathe in the positive vibes of life. Leaving Cardiff behind with a wave goodbye to her parents, she set off into the countryside, with nothing but some money, her beloved motorbike, and a head full of petty dreams.

She picked the wrong time to roll into London, however.

The capital was somewhere she thought would provide many experiences.

But as the P3 Syndrome continued without any sign of abating, Meredith arrived in a city down on its luck, a bleak, depressing pall having fallen over its great towers like the Great Smog of over half a century prior.

She had no clue what was going on.

But there were kids missing, and there were people who seemed pretty sad.

So she guessed she'd try her luck at messing with the occult again. Maybe she could bring a little more faith to people around her.

[b]Theme Song:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_aYibUx1B8][i]Rhiannon[/i] - Fleetwood Mac[/url]

[b]Note:[/b] Her name in Chinese is 馮羽傑 (Pinyin: [i]féng yǔjié[/i], Jyutping: [i]fung4 jyu5 git6[/i]).
[hr][b]Persona Name:[/b] Rhiannon [color=#2E2C2C](will evolve into the Morrígan)[/color]

[b]Persona Appearance:[/b] A tall figure with the overall shape of a woman, the Persona that has taken the form of the goddess Rhiannon is a strange sight, having incorporated the traits of both horse and raven into its body. Two large, feathered wings begin from the shoulder blades and drape over to grip across the front of its body, overlapping in an armour-like fashion to grasp onto both sides of the waist, tightly guarding its entire chest. This dark, foreboding colour is contrasted by the snow-white of a mane that flows majestically down its head, extending out to cover the entirety of its back. The hairs begin at the top of a crow's head, also black, which replaces what should've been a human's head. However, there is a distinctly human element to the avian body part (one that admittedly makes it more inhuman), as the red eyes are those of a woman's, and when the golden beak opens, one may catch a glimpse of human lips within. Her clothing is made up of silken brocades where there are no feathers or mane, the golden fabric decorated with pure white stylised horses in the vein of the prehistoric figure found at Uffington.

[b]Persona Skills:[/b] Eiha, Dormina, Patra

[B]Persona Traits:[/b] Resist Phys, Resist Dark, Weak Fire, Weak Nuclear, Weak Psychic

[b]Character Relevance:[/b]
[quote=The First Branch]'[i]Ah, boy, I can see the lady on horseback coming![/i]' said Pwyll '[i]Bring me my horse.[/i]'

Pwyll mounted his horse, and no sooner than he had done so, she had passed him by. He turned after her, and let his lively horse prance at its own pace. He guessed that he would catch her up on the second or third bound. [But] no nearer did he get to her than [any of the times] before. He spurred on the horse as fast as it could go. But he saw it was useless following her [in this way].

Then Pwyll spoke: '[i]Maiden,[/i]' he said '[i]for the sake of the man you love the best, wait for me![/i]'

'[i]Gladly I'll wait[/i]' said she '[i]but it might have been better for the horse if you had asked me a good while before.[/i]'[/quote]
Like the Rhiannon of the Mabinogi, who begot the hero Pryderi with Pwyll of Dyfed and later wife of Manawydan, son of Llŷr, Meredith is a young woman who follows her own pace in life, seemingly unbound and unfollowable. However, it is pretty clear that she is always welcoming the approach of others, and it is then that they will know of her compassion and kindness. She is a kind and intelligent girl like the Great Queen, and the image of that Briton has thus become the shape of her will.[/hider]