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    On the far reaches of society, lives a maiden uncorrupted by vile creations of man. While some may call her a witch of the wood, she is in fact a mere herbalist in matter of trade. An air of hospitality and general warmth surrounds the young woman, possessing a skip to her step and curiosity in those keen eyes of hers. Yet, she is anything, but satisfied with the life that was handed to her. Deep down, a sense of wanderlust bids her to go out so that she may experience the world for herself. The cause of this stems from her heritage. A collective of druids and fairy doctors. Her strong connection with nature and the world of Fae have molded her into what she is today. A maiden who seeks to fill the world with dreamy wonder. Her magic mends wounds and brings joy to downcast hearts, and the realms she protects are gleaming, fruitful places, where dream and reality blur together and where the weary can find rest.
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  • Name: Imogen Lennon
    Nickname: Linne
    Alias: Ithlinne
    Age: Early twenties
    Astrological Sign: Pisces & Dog
    Gender: Female
    Species: Fey
    Lifestyle: Modest
    "Beloved is she who walks the path of the hedge; voice for those of two sides. Purest of heart, true to virtue; whose only desire is to maintain prosperity to the balance of both mankind and nature – paying no mind to her own comfort or the progressing blight that plagues her mortal shell."
    Occupation: Fairy Doctor & Druid
    Pastimes: Florist, gardener, & baker
    Languages: Multilingual
    Dialect: Irish Gaelic; Connacht
    Ethnicity: Caucasian
    Origin: Fae Realm
    Current Residence: Material Plane
    Alignment: Neutral Good; Actively Good
  • Height: 5ft2" | 62 inches | 157cm
    Weight: 105 lbs | 7.5 stone | 48 kg
    Physique: Gracile | Small-boned
    Build Type: Ectomorph
    Hair: Flaxen, waist-length, braided
    Eyes: Mint green, deep set shaped
    Skin: Pale, pearlescent
    Vision: 20/20
    Distinguishing Marks: Calloused, scratched
    Disabilities: Allergic to iron
    Affliction: Monophobia
    Vices: Workaholic
    Mannerisms: Chews on the pad of her thumb
    Health: Exceptional
    Mentality: Stable, recovering; DPD
    Diet: Omnivore
    Scent: Cinnamon, nutmeg, & vanilla
    Blood Type: AB Positive
    Handedness: Ambidextrous
    Gait: Proper | peppy | skip in her step
    Voice: Lyric soprano | feminine | soft and gentle
    Spirituality
    Aura: Green | Calming | Faint
    Spirituality: Animistic
    Belief Structure: Polytheist
    Indoctrination: ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○
    Devoutness: ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○
    Involvement in Institution: ○ ○ ● ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○
    Importance: ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○
    Belief in Other Religions: ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○ ○
    Traits Influenced: Respectful to everyone, kind to the cruel, accepting towards bias
    Actions Influenced: Do onto others as others do to you
  • An unusual sight is to be beheld when one lays eyes upon Ithlinne. With skin the color of marble, one may mistake her for an animated statue. A visage of beauty, as if to sculpted to be the ideal image of the fairer sex. Ithlinne possesses scrawny shoulders connected to long arms, round supple breasts of small size, a thin waist with a slight curve to the hips, her ribs barely visible under her delicate skin, and long, slender legs.

    Diamond shaped face, with full, pale lips, a button nose with an upper curl to its tip, a faint rose shade on gaunt cheeks, almond eyes that hold the color of mint green with a warmth in their depths, slight-arched eyebrows that frame the deep-set sockets. Hair is as vibrant as pale gold, surrounding her waist in waves. Her voice is soft and gentle; soothing to one’s ear, as if listening to a lullaby that touches a wary soul.

    In present time, her choice of style can be best described as folksy, following her roots with a rustic attire. She almost always wears free flowing dresses and barefoot if she can help it. In the past, when preparing for the day, Linne would designate a certain amount of time to dressing in the many layers of clothing.

    The woman wears shades of rich browns, blues, and greys. Beneath the layers of clothing, her pale form is gracile yet bares the markings of hardships once faced and conquered. Callous hands from hard work, freckles lining her appendages, and small nicks decorating the length of her body.
  • Ithlinne, or Linne, is a peculiar girl in terms of demeanor and nature. Being that she was raised in a sheltered environment – her experiences with the world are lacking. A naïve air surrounds her as she observes her surroundings with curious wonder with only a hint of madness. Coin means nothing to her, for she will merely give it away to the next person she sees who appears to be in need of aid.

    There is a skip in her step wherever a path takes her, be it through the greenest of meadows or the darkest of dungeons. When the occasional foe crosses her path, the herbalist greets them with open arms and will attempt to hold a conversation before going into battle, treating them with an amiable nature despite tensions that lie heavy in the air – only to unleash a storm of assaults upon them or merely steps back to offer support to her companions.

    The female speaks no lies, treating all with warmth and respect even when wronged – believing that even those who are evil can do good and change for the better if guided correctly. If faced with ideals that counter her own, Linne will start a discussion – curious of these different methods and desiring to see the common sense of such.

    Words will be spoken in the midst of battle, attempts made to persuade the enemy to lay down their arms for their own good. If they will not heed her words, a saddened smile will be offered as the duel continues. In the end, she will apologize but go on her way with her companions. Truly, she is a woman too good for this world. A lone shrinking violet in a garden of petunias.
  • Personality
    ISFJ-A The Companion Phlegmatic
    Goofy ○ ○ ● ○ ○ Serious
    Energetic ○ ○ ○ ● ○ Calm
    Sarcastic ○ ○ ○ ● ○ Direct
    Intelligent ○ ○ ● ○ ○ Dumb
    Introvert ○ ○ ● ○ ○ Extrovert
    Creative ● ○ ○ ○ ○ Analytical
    Active ○ ● ○ ○ ○ Lazy
    Leader ○ ○ ○ ○ ● Follower
    Careless ○ ○ ● ○ ○ Careful
    Logical ○ ○ ○ ● ○ Emotional
    Apathetic ○ ○ ○ ○ ● Compassionate
    Generous ● ○ ○ ○ ○ Greedy
    Loyal ● ○ ○ ○ ○ Fickle
    Moral ○ ● ○ ○ ○ Shady
    Emotionality
    Stable ○ ● ○ ○ ○ Unpredictable
    Insecure ○ ○ ● ○ ○ Confident
    Polite ● ○ ○ ○ ○ Rude
    Conflict resolution:
    Poor ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○ ○ ○ Excellent
    Grief Management:
    Poor ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ Excellent
    Handling of Change:
    Poor ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○ Excellent
    Coping with Loss:
    Poor ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○ ○ ○ Excellent
    Temper:
    Volatile ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● Calm
    Judgmental:
    None ● ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ Excessive
    Ease of Embarrassment:
    Difficult ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ● ○ ○ Easy
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