Byron
Name: Byron
Other Names: If he had some, they're as lost as The Lady's name since the time of Merlin.
Age: Remembers when Kings were just Chieftains... and "Time? Age? Do you realize how incredibly RUDE that is to ask me???"
Gender: Male
Side: "Side? I do not go for that 'good/bad' 'deity/deity' nonsense. I have better fish to eat."
Race: Kelpie
Forms: Waterhorse, human, water
Hair Color: Green and seaweedy. Blond with seaweed "decorations" as a human.
Eye Color: Green.
Skin: Green. Slightly greenish as a human.
Nationality: "Excuse me? I came from the ocean, thank you. My Clan is long gone now."
Language(s): (see the language map on Marsali's page)
Element: Water
Likes: MEAT! Eating the occasional human that's so irritating that it is warranted going against an ancient and uncomfortable geas. Fireside tales and romantic walks along the beach (What? Kelpies like loves too...), pie, good curry jobs, raising sheep, painting.
Personality: Changes. Sarcasm tends to stick with him no matter where he goes, unless he's speaking to Mara.
Bio: When Byron was young he had a very large crush on Marsali Marainion. However, she was a Selkie, and with he being a Kelpie, the temples that Marsali's lineage traced from certainly would not have allowed him to even make any intimation of thinking of courting her. It's too bad, she rather liked him and if she had caught on she might have found a way to make it work since both species shape shift. At any rate, Byron had to content himself with being her best friend and travel companion... which was rather difficult to deal with around the full moon...
When he had actually had to leave her side to deal with family business, including siring some foals along particular coasts to help keep the human population down, Marsali ended up getting her skin stolen. After FINDING her again he rarely left her side – to the consternation of her new husband. Byron did all he could to help Marsali find her skin, but neither of them ever figured out what happened to it. He's never forgiven himself.
Mara bound him to protect Marsali's descendants as punishment until such time as Marsali's skin "came full circle." Although many of the descendents have gained skins, the requirements have not been fully met to release him back to a mortal life.
He also went temporarily mad after Marsali died. Luckily he had started painting long before that, and knew how to give her essence a tether. This prevented her from fully moving on, but also gives her the ability to continue trying to regain her skin and "return to herself" so that she can enter whatever is beyond in a full state. It also gives him the benefit of not being the only ageless thing around Seal Point (other than the deities) and having a contemporary to keep him from going mad again.
After a few bad incidents, an organization that called itself The Ministry (which occasionally tries to usurp various country's governments) began taking over various areas of Europe... and he ended up bound in his waterhorse form. It seems that The Ministry did not particularly appreciate being infiltrated by what they thought was a human for the express purpose of freeing captured Selkies and trying to figure out exactly who was behind the targeted attacks on the Makay Clan.
Parents: He does not remember their names, though he remembers faces.
Descendants: He has bred with waterhorses like himself over the years, but also with regular horses.
Quirks: Paints a lot. Loves making people think he'll eat them. Has participated in a few jokes over the centuries during visits to Castle Carrick. Has explored every nook and cranny of the original house and the ancient (extinct, but reforming) village of the point. Or he at least thinks so, since the Makay House is a living entity (like the boats) and harbors its own secrets.
Other Names: If he had some, they're as lost as The Lady's name since the time of Merlin.
Age: Remembers when Kings were just Chieftains... and "Time? Age? Do you realize how incredibly RUDE that is to ask me???"
Gender: Male
Side: "Side? I do not go for that 'good/bad' 'deity/deity' nonsense. I have better fish to eat."
Race: Kelpie
Forms: Waterhorse, human, water
Hair Color: Green and seaweedy. Blond with seaweed "decorations" as a human.
Eye Color: Green.
Skin: Green. Slightly greenish as a human.
Nationality: "Excuse me? I came from the ocean, thank you. My Clan is long gone now."
Language(s): (see the language map on Marsali's page)
Element: Water
Likes: MEAT! Eating the occasional human that's so irritating that it is warranted going against an ancient and uncomfortable geas. Fireside tales and romantic walks along the beach (What? Kelpies like loves too...), pie, good curry jobs, raising sheep, painting.
Personality: Changes. Sarcasm tends to stick with him no matter where he goes, unless he's speaking to Mara.
Bio: When Byron was young he had a very large crush on Marsali Marainion. However, she was a Selkie, and with he being a Kelpie, the temples that Marsali's lineage traced from certainly would not have allowed him to even make any intimation of thinking of courting her. It's too bad, she rather liked him and if she had caught on she might have found a way to make it work since both species shape shift. At any rate, Byron had to content himself with being her best friend and travel companion... which was rather difficult to deal with around the full moon...
When he had actually had to leave her side to deal with family business, including siring some foals along particular coasts to help keep the human population down, Marsali ended up getting her skin stolen. After FINDING her again he rarely left her side – to the consternation of her new husband. Byron did all he could to help Marsali find her skin, but neither of them ever figured out what happened to it. He's never forgiven himself.
Mara bound him to protect Marsali's descendants as punishment until such time as Marsali's skin "came full circle." Although many of the descendents have gained skins, the requirements have not been fully met to release him back to a mortal life.
He also went temporarily mad after Marsali died. Luckily he had started painting long before that, and knew how to give her essence a tether. This prevented her from fully moving on, but also gives her the ability to continue trying to regain her skin and "return to herself" so that she can enter whatever is beyond in a full state. It also gives him the benefit of not being the only ageless thing around Seal Point (other than the deities) and having a contemporary to keep him from going mad again.
After a few bad incidents, an organization that called itself The Ministry (which occasionally tries to usurp various country's governments) began taking over various areas of Europe... and he ended up bound in his waterhorse form. It seems that The Ministry did not particularly appreciate being infiltrated by what they thought was a human for the express purpose of freeing captured Selkies and trying to figure out exactly who was behind the targeted attacks on the Makay Clan.
Parents: He does not remember their names, though he remembers faces.
Descendants: He has bred with waterhorses like himself over the years, but also with regular horses.
Quirks: Paints a lot. Loves making people think he'll eat them. Has participated in a few jokes over the centuries during visits to Castle Carrick. Has explored every nook and cranny of the original house and the ancient (extinct, but reforming) village of the point. Or he at least thinks so, since the Makay House is a living entity (like the boats) and harbors its own secrets.
