Name: Fernleigh Ogden

Age: roughly 50 in human years but is only around 20-21 to his people, still retaining a very youthful appearance.

Gender: Male

Species:  the ‘lost ones’ a race still existing in the shadows but almost entirely forgotten about but for in fairytales and myths. Little is known about them but they are often thought of as a form of ‘siren’.

Relationships: None, open

Orientation: unsure, hasn’t really been allowed to have relations so he hasn’t figured it out yet.

World: current

Personality: Despite being a ‘young adult’ he’s surprisingly level headed. Fernleigh likes to play a little game, playing into the whole ‘nieve sheltered ward’ angle and acting like an innocent oblivious young man, often using this to charm his way into or out of things, but the true Fernleign is quite different. When he’s comfortable around others Fernleigh can act very much like a protective older brother, and when needed the ‘defenseless’ ward can be quite the force to be reckoned with, more than capable of protecting himself in a fight.

Appearance: Fernleigh is a lean young man with fair skin, amber eyes, and long uniquely tinted hair (green tinted, ashy dark hair) that he often keeps pulled back into a ponytail. Fernleign stands at about 5’8” and despite his lean build, he is far from ‘skinny and weak’ instead he’s more muscled like a cat, ideal for speed, stamina, and sudden bursts of power.

History: roughly 35 years ago Fernleigh was handed over into the king’s care as a ward, a representation of allegiance between the king and the ‘lost ones’. While the allegiance didn’t fall through it also didn’t go anywhere. The ‘Lost Ones’ withdrew entirely from humanity, leaving just the king and some higher up nobles to still interact with them. In all appearances, Fernleigh had been abandoned, except for the occasional meetings with his people he was allowed begrudgingly by the king who was under the assumption that without these meetings and training Fernleigh would lose his abilities and youth. This was a complete lie but the king was so invested in keeping Fernleigh as his ‘pet’ he would do anything to keep the boy pretty and powerful. For years Fernleigh was secretly trained by his people, working as a sort of spy while the king simply viewed him as a pet and a tool, something to admire and look at, utilizing his abilities to influence the court, having the boy perform and enthrall the higher up nobles, securing their favor for you see, along with possessing a beautiful form Fernleigh also possesses a powerful magic. Naturally, Fernleigh puts off a constant ‘enchantment’, almost like a sent that will affect those around him. He can’t consciously control them but has learned to influence them via his emotions. Along with that, he has a mental and physical influence over others, able to touch someone's mind and ‘whisper’ to them, mentally manipulating them with what the victim will assume was their own thoughts. He, however, can’t do it to anyone, this is where the physical part comes in. With a touch of skin on skin, he can affect a person’s emotions. The king would use Fern’s natural draw to allow the boy to get close to a ‘target’ touching them and calming the person until he could establish a mental link, from then on as long as he wasn’t too far away he could ‘whisper’ and influence them.

While Fernleigh was a useful pet for the king he was never viewed as much more than that, leaving the kid at the king’s whim, often getting locked away and ignored when the king didn’t need him. Simply being forgotten by the man would have been fine, but because of his nonhuman heritage and uncontrollable influence, he was kept away from other people, only having a single servant who cared and raised him until he was old enough to take care of himself. Gradually the king would let him wander more, giving him his own small wing of the castle. This caused many rumors about a ghost in that part of the castle, causing most servants and staff to avoid it as often as possible. Despite his isolation, there was one person who kept Fern sane, the king’s brother. He was kind and gentle with the ‘ghost’ of the castle, something the king didn’t like but also didn’t put a stop to.

When the king’s brother stopped visiting Fernleigh was heartbroken, unaware of what was actually happening as the king steadily became colder and colder to him, seeming more reserved during his visits and during parties when Fern was brought out to influence the guests.

Eventually, Fern was locked up and never called on again, that is until now when he was told to pack for a journey and for the first time in a long time allowed past his usual areas of the castle.

Pets: none