AMITYVILLE ACADEMY ENROLLMENT FORM Name: Wylfenne Gethoht, my lady of Gerytaina
Nicknames: Wyllie, Wylfenne, Fennie (or, despicably, that Fae)
Gender: genderfluid (has both male and female forms)
Age: Mentally about 17, but faes do not always keep track of their years, you know.. ))
Faction: Demon - Fae
Race: Unseelie
Natural Ability: Gender-shifting. Wylfenne has both male and female forms.
Personality: S/he is haughty and arrogant, but icily polite. Won't talk, unless addressed to; in conversation uses somewhat more archaic forms of language and honorifics, but you can feel s/he is mocking you though her real intentions are unfathomable. Wylfenne's face is often cracked with a mirthless smile, one with no sympathy nor kindness, but at the same time it leaves you with an awkward feeling that this glacial though somewhat apathetic contempt is fragile and insecure.
Trained to forget all about personal feelings and emotions, s/he strongly believes in the law of order and the honour of her family, and is ready to sacrifice anything to that honour, though this eagerness of hers has never been put to real test.
Even if s/he's deeply conflicted, s/he won't easily give way to her real emotions pretending to act calmly and regally as expected from a high-ranking fae. Though as a teenager she might from time to time succumb to her temper and quite unexpectedly can show sparkles of impatience (s/he hates people being late, or not knowing the answer, or not conforming to the rules) and quite a sadistic humour which manifests itself in cruel pranks and ability to mortally wound her opponent with a couple of non significant words. Her best weapon is her ability to assess strong and weak points of her opponent, and so far she has been quite perceptive to earn a good reputation even among her mischievous and unpredictable kin.
Due to the wealth and social position of the family, Wylfenne had a predictably unhappy childhood. "Remember, you are not quite real in the eyes of those around you," her father often said to her while securing it was quite a painful memory. "You are a mirror in which people, especially those inferior to you, should see their fears. That is the only way to be strong; that is the only way to succeed in the world". So now s/he is used to hiding his/her fears and insecurity under the armour of impermeable pride. It is quite ironic though that her family feeds on social fears, including that of appearing clumsy or unworthy or not being up to the situation - the same fears that actually haunt Wylfenne (though s/he will never accept it). A more than perceptive person can guess that his/her cruel temper sprouts from masochistic questioning of personal abilities. But don't you ever dare to question it yourself!
S/he does not feel lonely - s/he is quite sure she does not and will never need anyone around, but she seeks for powerful allies and useful connections for her family. Thus s/he is prepared to serve you as a loyal friend/ally herself - at least, as long as your existence is deemed necessary by her family.
Depending on the mood, Wylfenne can present oneself as female or male, usually contrary to what is expected at the very moment.
Why are they enrolled in Amityville Academy? Wylfenne is from a high-ranking, though quite isolated unseelie family which have decided to mingle more with other clans and families of the Halloween, and thus sent their offspring to the Academy in a futile hope that it will allow wielding new powerful alliances and securing a prominent place in the Halloween society. As a creature (despite all its natural aversion to emotional bonds) blindly loyal to family honour the offspring could not even imagine disputing the decision of the family.
FEAR Ability: Wylfenne creates a small tornado of a limited power that makes an illusion of distorting reality so that the opponent looses perception of temporal and spacial reality, and skips its turn. (TYPE: Headlights)
Physical Description: Eye Colour: Blue-grey with sparkles of silver and steel.
Hair Colour/Style: Long and dark.
Skin Colour: Translucent snowy-white.
Clothing Style/Colours: FEMALE FORM: Slightly outdated long black or white flowing robes (bearing a slight resemblance to willow branches under the wind).
MALE FORM: Encaparisoned in black spiky armour resembling black thistle.
Extra: Strong, almost metallic claws (as due to her kind); JUST SLIGHTLY pointed ears, sharp features; face as a carved ritual mask, seems to glow with a light of its own; fae wings, black as that of a raven, but usually kept hidden.
References: male/female,
male,
male,
female.