[i][/i][center][i][color=1a7b30]"Redtree, Redtree guards the gateway Redtree, Redtree takes you away" [/color][/i] [h1][color=007236]Cedric Redtree, Prince of the Appleorchard[/color][/h1] [hider=Mirror, Mirror on the wall][img]https://img00.deviantart.net/b239/i/2013/067/5/9/suit_and_tie_by_marina_shads-d5xctrw.png[/img][/hider] [h2][/h2] [hider=Behind the Glamour][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/a986db141e464a5ce10c9110f3d7112a/tumblr_o8d3o6ozjx1v0zjkpo1_1280.jpg[/img][/hider][/center] [b]Age:[/b] [color=007236]"As old as sticks and stones, younger than my bones"[/color] It is quite difficult to measure the age of Fae since time does not seem to flow the same way in their world. However it is safe to assume that Redtree is several hundred years of age. [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Demonic [b]Sub-Class:[/b] Fae [center][i][color=1a7b30]"Redtree, Redtree gives an inch takes a mile Redtree, Redtree grants you jest, takes your smile" [/color][/i][/center] [b]Description:[/b] When one can choose his own looks through the magic of glamour it is just logical to choose a beautiful form. And even though the Fae don't really care for logic, some even despise the concept, this is true for most of them. Redtree chooses the Persona of Cedric Redtree when amongst humans. A almost supernaturally beautiful young man. His eyes are dreamy and promise strange worlds of pleasure, his skin pale and fair. [b]History:[/b] In the land of the Fae they rule supreme. They are bound by rules mortals cannot dare to understand and may seem nonsensical. It is a land of strange intrigue and wars that are indistinguishable from games. Nothing is at is seems. Redtree does not really remember the time of his own birth. The way he remembers it he always was prince of the Appleorchard, his own little pocket of the realm of the Fae. And since he remembers he ruled over this land, as is the nature of the Fae however he grew bored. Quarreling with other Fae did keep him entertained for some time but that also passed. That when he found the perfect playthings, humans. The truly divine creations and favorites of the All-Creator were so incredibly interesting, so rational yet driven by passion, ingenious but yet foolish. So Redtree caught them, he collected them. He ventured out into the world of man, as a beautiful young man seducing maidens or just a pair of trees standing left and right of an old wood path. But playing with humans could also only satisfy a creature as fickle as a Fae for a few century's. That is when he found a new way. Making deals with humans. Humans were willing to trade almost everything for riches, their children, their smile, memories and souls. And this is where Redwoods story still is. But times have changed. The fae are weak, their realm in ruins. Now he sits in the Goblin Market of Loom, offering artifacts of his lost homeland and favors. [b]Abilities/Skills:[/b] [list] [*] [b]Glamour:[/b] Glamour is the ability of the Fae to make one thing seem like another. These things do not only look another way, in a crude way they almost are. A Fae like Redwood that hides behind glamour does not only seem smaller, he is. [*] [b]Contracts:[/b] The Fae cannot create. This is an ability withheld for beings of divine heritage. Fae can only change things, their power comes from words and stories. This is most obvious with there ability to use contracts. A Fae use ancient contracts made with the natural by long gone Fae to make nature do their bidding. A Hedge could be asked to grow into terrible form or the ground to open up and shallow someone. [*] [b]Pledges:[/b] Like in the Fairytales of old a Fae can use language and words as their weapons. Accepting a deal with a Fae is binding by their strange laws. [/list] [b]Weaknesses:[/b] [list] [*] [b]Cold Iron:[/b] Iron is the bane of the Fae since a Fae once broke a contract with iron. It burns them and robs them of their power. [*] [b]His True Name:[/b] Anyone who knows the true name of a Fae can control them and bind them. [*] [b]Catches:[/b] Fae have to abide by certain individual rules, Redwood cant enter a house if he is not invited, church bells hurt him and he cannot harm anyone carrying a birch twig. [/list] [b]Notable Belongings:[/b] WIP [center][i][color=1a7b30]"Redtree, Redtree By your name he will bind you Redtree, Redtree in his world none will find you" [/color][/i][/center]