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G i v e n N a m e:: Eidel (AY-del) Schüler.
O t h e r N a m e s:: Aya, Butterfly.
A g e:: Twenty-one, in my third life-cycle.
B i r t h d a y:: February 15th
O r i g i n:: The tulip fields of Holland.
S p e c i e s:: Butterfly Spirit
H a i r C o l o u r:: Soft pink with white stripes.
E y e C o l o u r:: Lilac.
H e i g h t:: 4' 11"
B u i l d:: Petite and much lighter than I appear. My limbs seem longer than a regular humans, and I have a warm, creamy complexion. I'm quite toned, but that's only because my kind naturally don't have much body fat, except in the regular female places.
S e x u a l i t y:: Heterosexual... Strictly.
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C o l l a r:: Leather or lower. I can't handle someone who is too violent.
C h a r m s:: Bow & Arrow and Shield are most important, and Numbers. An X, Knife and Blood Opal are strictly no-go.
C o l o u r s:: I'd like someone happy, as long as there is no Black, Maroon or White we're good.
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L i k e s::
☑ Sunshine // Warm Weather
☑ The Outdoors
☑ Natural/Organic Foods
☑ Sweet foods
☑ Her Sanctuary
D i s l i k e s::
☒ Blood
☒ Violence (unless it's necessary)
☒ Overly Hot or Cold Weather
☒ Elemental Extremes (strong wind, fire, ice etc.)
☒ Being in hiding
T a l e n t s:: I can cook... As in, I can really cook. You give me three ingredients and I'll make you a five-star meal. I don't know if this is really a talent, but I'm quite... flexible. I'm like a gymnast, I can bend pretty well... I can do mathematics quite well too.
Q u i r k s:: I chew my thumb nail when I'm nervous - I don't bite my nails, that's terrible. I just bite down on the end of the nail. I play with my hair when feeling shy and/or embarrassed... I also.. I was brought up in a very proper society, so I'm rather OCD when it comes to house manners and the "womanly role". I like cleanliness and order is all..
S k i l l s:: Being a Butterfly Spirit I have a number of... Odd skills. I can grow wings for either decorative purposes (as in finding a mate) or to actually flitter about; I can only get about four feet off the ground, so it's nothing special. I can gather pollen on my fingers and pollinate flowers, and even collect the pollen to create honey - I know that's more of a bee trait, but I learned how to do this over a number of years. My colours change depending on my surroundings and seasons, and the closer I get to the end of my life cycle, my colour begins to disappear and turn grey; I'm barely into my adult cycle so my colours aren't too vibrant yet. I can take the form of a cloud of butterflies when necessary; either when I'm scared, or need to hide... Or when I have to travel a very, very long distance. If a few butterflies in the cloud die while I'm in this form, it won't kill me, but it will make me ill - the more that die, the more I get sick. I can die if too many of them die before I can turn back to normal. I think the most interesting thing is that when my kind die, we melt into a cloud of butterflies and fly off to the thickest bush possible. The large mass of butterflies cover the bush, and as they start to break down, they encase the entire bush in fibres and sticky fluid to create a type of cocoon. The bush is broken down, and three days later we emerge, reborn. We are reborn about the same age as a human toddler, but we age rapidly through the 'larval' cycle. It takes three weeks for us to become 'juveniles', which is like a human teenager, and then our aging slows down. We become 'adults' around the 15-18 human year mark... Actually, that's not so weird, that kind of matches up...
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P e r s o n a l i t y:: I'm pretty gentle, if I was to be honest. I don't feel the need to inflict pain or sadness onto any one. Live and let live, my fellow beings. I'm very proper in the way I act; I don't interupt, I cook and clean, and my house must always be ready for guests. Yet... Saying that, and please don't think ill of me, I won't let people push me around. I know when I need to get tough, and while it's not generally who I am, I can rationalise when I need to... exert some strength. Butterflies are gentle and delicate, but don't be fooled.
I'm the kind of lady that likes to sit outside and read, dance in the sunshine and cook a sunday roast every weekend. I'm rather no-nonsense, I like to sit down and chat at the end of the day, and I tend to put others first before myself. I'm somewhat shy at first, I do get a little worried about what people think of me because I tend to be somewhat submissive, but I will open up if we get to talk and learn about each other. I know being a submissive type gives people the illusion I can be walked all over... But please, don't make me prove you wrong. I promise I'll never harm you, though.
H i s t o r y:: I don't have the most interesting history, sorry. At least, I don't believe I do. I was born in the tulip fields of Holland about two-hundred years ago. Because we take human forms, my kind mate and reproduce just like humans, but we managed to hide our presence from the humans thanks to our ability to break our bodies into a cloud of butterflies. Because we have such short larval phases (when we're first born as babies, we grow quite rapidly for safety reasons) it wasn't hard to hide my initial form until I could change like my parents. Living in the fields of Holland was great fun. But we never stayed in one place long; large masses of butterflies tended to make humans suspicious. So we moved every so often, always to country towns so we could be around untainted flora.
When I hit my adult phase, I left home. It was tradition, and we were very focused on tradition. I travelled so far and learned so many things, but France was my favourite place. There, I learned how to cook and bake, and was praised for my sensitive tongue (when you're basically a butterfly in a human form, you learn quickly that your tongue has a much better sense of taste than humans). I went to etiquette schools and followed the fashion trends. But, as my life cycle came to an end, I decided it was time to move on. I had spent too long here to come back reborn, so I left to travel until it was time for me to go. I never really stayed in one spot after that, until I found a lovely little town in a country village. They were surrounded by wild flowers, but never had butterflies. So, I created a butterfly farm. Living in a new environment, my colouring from my last home still remained, so I knew I could live out my first life cycle and another before being caught. Or so I thought.
I managed to attract an admirer, a fellow nature spirit. I didn't know any other non-humans lived in the village, but apparently I was quite naive. Living half an hour out from the village meant I didn't spend much time there, but I never really socialised, so finding out that most of the other people who lived on the outskirts like me weren't actually human. Nearly all were nature spirits - dryads, wood elves, and other spirits, so it was nice to know who was who and not feel quite as alone. The admirer I accidentally attracted was a Faun, but only a halfling. He didn't have the goat attributes, but he had the powers to influence tree growth and to encourage them to grow. He was nowhere near as powerful as some of the tree spirits in town, but he was useful. When he began to get a little too full-on, I told him I wasn't interested; while I found him attractive... I didn't feel the same. He accepted and I thought that was the end of it. I focussed on building my farm, which soon grew so large I could release the native breeds back into the wild. I re-populated the region, and the spirits that lived in the town that couldn't be happier. My life cycle ended, and I continued my work when I reached my juvenile stage.
I created a visitors centre on my property, away from my house. Exotic butterflies came to me, and some were donated, and the village soon had a tourist attraction. We were still nice and quiet, but the slowly growing number of tourists gave birth to more jobs, and the village began to thrive. Everyone thought I was someone new, the child of the woman before who took over when her mum died; the non-humans knew the truth, but it seemed to upset the man I'd caught the eye of. He thought I'd tried to trick him, to get rid of him and shoo him away. He's begun to threaten me, and has tried to destroy my farm. I have a few Dryads that live nearby to keep him at bay, and to keep the trees safe from his anger, but I don't feel safe in my house alone. I didn't mean to make him angry. I need to find someone to help me set up something to keep my butterflies safe, and to keep my house safe. I don't want someone who uses brute force or will kill him... I just need something better than the picket fence and the hedges around my property. I don't want the butterflies to suffer.
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