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Morgan Albaste

2014-04-01T00:21:48Z

Fee: Infobox themesong change~

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDbWm8NoL4I Siren Song] © Michael Dulin'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/The%20Seduction.png] - ''My own work. Here's an oldie but a goodie that originates from a long-defunct FF/KH crossover MU* ''(where I played Morgan/Malachy v.1)''. I did the line-art back in 2006 but revisited it present-day to tweak and darken it because really, it still applies perfectly to the Malachy/Morgan dynamic. Contrary to the mood and title, these two were not lovers; to Malachy, Morgan was simply a very useful doll. Had there been an attraction? Malachy took his answer to the grave, and Morgan cannot remember a thing. To note, too; Morgan's black hair does not /appear/ black in this piece, as I did not want to blot out the lines.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/ElvesofElfheimSM.jpg] - ''Wow! Drawn by the amazing [http://keelerleah.deviantart.com/ Keelerleah]; a beautiful commission that has been gifted by the player behind [[Zerum_Valos|Zerum]]. From left to right: Morgan, [[Seith|Seith]], [[Morrighan_Alazne|Morrighan]]. Thank you so much, Zerum!''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's intention to 'combat Darkness with Darkness' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
! scope="col" width="150" style="background: #efefef;" | Stats
! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDbWm8NoL4I Siren Song] © Michael Dulin''' - ''Moments of grace / being a 'lady'.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

User:Fee

2014-04-01T00:12:45Z

Fee:

''Nothing fancy, just some notations for the sake of convenience... (and to aide my pea-brain in remembering some points):''

'''EMAIL''': thetamecrow@gmail.com 
'''(PLEASE contact me via this address if there is anything very pressing, or if you need to reach me ASAP. Sometimes I don't get to @mail until it's 'too late', whereas I can access email pretty quickly on my phone... as I am, yes, a nerd with a smartphone.)'''

'''ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES:''' I'm a pretty easygoing person, and long story short I honor consent adamantly. I value your boundaries as both a player and the characters that you play, and in turn I expect the same. That stark disclaimer aside, all-in-all I'm approachable and friendly and if the weirdoes that I play have the potential to enrich your idea(s), by all means ask! '''I lead a life that is fairly hectic at this stage, so I very rarely partake in global plots to avoid holding people up. For now I am mainly all for personal RP / smaller plots.''' I enjoy many avenues of RP, though when it comes to combat please bear with me in these sorts of scenes. Through my RP career I've only had a few 'acquaintances' with coded combat so I'm not quite used to it. Especially on a game where it is so multi-faceted and complex. :)

'''My rating: G -> R'''! Swearing and violence do not irk me, but this is not to say that I am signing myself away to any and all dicey scenes that come my way. I consider myself to be a very open-minded RPer, but when it starts to get obscene and TRULY offensive, and on grounds with 'powergaming', then count me out. As for the other end of the spectrum, opposite violence, I'm not shy but prefer to 'fade' at the appropriate point. Thank you for respecting this. <3

'''TIMEZONE:''' Pacific Standard.

'''AVAILABILITY:''' 

*'''UPDATE, MARCH 31ST/2014''': 

Busy, busy busy times. I've had some pretty acute life changes that have put my availability in a tailspin for now... but mercifully my girls haven't had their toes dipped into major plots, so hopefully the disruption hasn't been too great. At this stage I cannot promise a set in stone schedule, not yet. The best I can offer at this junction is an invitation to set up a meeting to scene via email correspondence. Preferably on... Monday, Tuesday or Thursday evenings. Sorry for the inconvenience.

'''THE WEIRDOES:''' 
'''[[Morgan_Albaste|Morgan Albaste]]''' - Only /very/ few will recognize Morgan's predecessor concept, ''Fiell Chambliss'', from the now defunct FFMUSH. My stint on that game was '''very''' short.. barely a drop in the bucket compared to the oldbies. Still, I came away from that game with a few new friendships and for that, I am glad. Here on Final Kingdoms, Morgan is derived from Fiell but with a decidedly 'meaner' background. Rewind to 2006 when another defunct game, Fantasy Legends, existed. Also a KH/FF blend, I played a Morgan and Malachy set (V.1) over there too. In the porting of their concept to FK, I of course wanted to tone down the melodramatics a bit... but still leave that level of forebode. While Morgan V.1 was 'younger' and far more twisted, this darker, elegant take is more subdued in her turmoil.

Morgan can mesh well with most scenes I figure.. though she isn't one who wanders without much of a cause ICLY. More often than not she returns 'home' to Cornelia, but isn't above going where she is required (or asked ICLY). She /can/ be subjected to lighthearted RP, but it takes some IC prying to get her to 'let her hair down', so to speak.

'''[[Sassaral|Sassaral]]''' - Admittedly, I didn't intend to take on an alt.. not so quickly after acquiring Morgan. But the possibility of exploring this concept proved too tantalizing due to the fact that I play her big sister, Saiishuke, elsemu*. Anyone who frequents ''Final Fantasy MUX'' may recognize that jumble of a name from the WHO list! Saiishuke has existed since June of 2010 and ICLY, she mourns the loss of Sassaral ''(only a little girl in that setting, and the one who was killed)''. But honestly, I've always wanted to see things from Sassaral's POV.. what if the roles were reversed?

Case in point, porting Sassy over to FK! She is in no way tied to the 'AU setting' of Saiishuke over FFMUX way; in this case, Sassaral is the one who lived while Saiishuke lost her life. It's an interesting and macabre twist. But honestly? I apped Sassaral to be a carefree foil to Morgan and all of her demons and restrictions. That, and I just wanted to toss together the ironic pairing of a white mage and berserker into one small girl. I see her as a character that I can just 'throw' into many a scenario.. she'll be my token 'world wanderer'. c___Ca

User:Fee

2014-04-01T00:11:24Z

Fee: Bits.

''Nothing fancy, just some notations for the sake of convenience... (and to aide my pea-brain in rememering some points):''

'''EMAIL''': thetamecrow@gmail.com 
'''(PLEASE contact me via this address if there is anything very pressing, or if you need to reach me ASAP. Sometimes I don't get to @mail until it's 'too late', whereas I can access email pretty quickly on my phone... as I am, yes, a nerd with a smartphone.)'''

'''ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES:''' I'm a pretty easygoing person, and long story short I honor consent adamantly. I value your boundaries as both a player and the characters that you play, and in turn I expect the same. That stark disclaimer aside, all-in-all I'm approachable and friendly and if the weirdoes that I play have the potential to enrich your idea(s), by all means ask! '''I lead a life that is fairly hectic at this stage, so I very rarely partake in global plots to avoid holding people up. For now I am mainly all for personal RP / smaller plots.''' I enjoy many avenues of RP, though when it comes to combat please bear with me in these sorts of scenes. Through my RP career I've only had a few 'acquaintances' with coded combat so I'm not quite used to it. Especially on a game where it is so multi-faceted and complex. :)

'''My rating: G -> R'''! Swearing and violence do not irk me, but this is not to say that I am signing myself away to any and all dicey scenes that come my way. I consider myself to be a very open-minded RPer, but when it starts to get obscene and TRULY offensive, and on grounds with 'powergaming', then count me out. As for the other end of the spectrum, opposite violence, I'm not shy but prefer to 'fade' at the appropriate point. Thank you for respecting this. <3

'''TIMEZONE:''' Pacific Standard.

'''AVAILABILITY:''' 

*'''UPDATE, MARCH 31ST/2014''': 

Busy, busy busy times. I've had some pretty acute life changes that have put my availability in a tailspin for now... but mercifully my girls haven't had their toes dipped into major plots, so hopefully the disruption hasn't been too great. At this stage I cannot promise a set in stone schedule, not yet. The best I can offer at this junction is an invitation to set up a meeting to scene via email correspondence. Preferably on... Monday, Tuesday or Thursday evenings. Sorry for the inconvenience.

'''THE WEIRDOES:''' 
'''[[Morgan_Albaste|Morgan Albaste]]''' - Only /very/ few will recognize Morgan's predecessor concept, ''Fiell Chambliss'', from the now defunct FFMUSH. My stint on that game was '''very''' short.. barely a drop in the bucket compared to the oldbies. Still, I came away from that game with a few new friendships and for that, I am glad. Here on Final Kingdoms, Morgan is derived from Fiell but with a decidedly 'meaner' background. Rewind to 2006 when another defunct game, Fantasy Legends, existed. Also a KH/FF blend, I played a Morgan and Malachy set (V.1) over there too. In the porting of their concept to FK, I of course wanted to tone down the melodramatics a bit... but still leave that level of forebode. While Morgan V.1 was 'younger' and far more twisted, this darker, elegant take is more subdued in her turmoil.

Morgan can mesh well with most scenes I figure.. though she isn't one who wanders without much of a cause ICLY. More often than not she returns 'home' to Cornelia, but isn't above going where she is required (or asked ICLY). She /can/ be subjected to lighthearted RP, but it takes some IC prying to get her to 'let her hair down', so to speak.

'''[[Sassaral|Sassaral]]''' - Admittedly, I didn't intend to take on an alt.. not so quickly after acquiring Morgan. But the possibility of exploring this concept proved too tantalizing due to the fact that I play her big sister, Saiishuke, elsemu*. Anyone who frequents ''Final Fantasy MUX'' may recognize that jumble of a name from the WHO list! Saiishuke has existed since June of 2010 and ICLY, she mourns the loss of Sassaral ''(only a little girl in that setting, and the one who was killed)''. But honestly, I've always wanted to see things from Sassaral's POV.. what if the roles were reversed?

Case in point, porting Sassy over to FK! She is in no way tied to the 'AU setting' of Saiishuke over FFMUX way; in this case, Sassaral is the one who lived while Saiishuke lost her life. It's an interesting and macabre twist. But honestly? I apped Sassaral to be a carefree foil to Morgan and all of her demons and restrictions. That, and I just wanted to toss together the ironic pairing of a white mage and berserker into one small girl. I see her as a character that I can just 'throw' into many a scenario.. she'll be my token 'world wanderer'. c___Ca

Morgan Albaste

2014-03-28T01:07:43Z

Fee: /* Imagery */ Sharing a commish. <3

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fcjr046X2Dk Rebirth] © Two Steps From Hell'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/The%20Seduction.png] - ''My own work. Here's an oldie but a goodie that originates from a long-defunct FF/KH crossover MU* ''(where I played Morgan/Malachy v.1)''. I did the line-art back in 2006 but revisited it present-day to tweak and darken it because really, it still applies perfectly to the Malachy/Morgan dynamic. Contrary to the mood and title, these two were not lovers; to Malachy, Morgan was simply a very useful doll. Had there been an attraction? Malachy took his answer to the grave, and Morgan cannot remember a thing. To note, too; Morgan's black hair does not /appear/ black in this piece, as I did not want to blot out the lines.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/ElvesofElfheimSM.jpg] - ''Wow! Drawn by the amazing [http://keelerleah.deviantart.com/ Keelerleah]; a beautiful commission that has been gifted by the player behind [[Zerum_Valos|Zerum]]. From left to right: Morgan, [[Seith|Seith]], [[Morrighan_Alazne|Morrighan]]. Thank you so much, Zerum!''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's intention to 'combat Darkness with Darkness' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
! scope="col" width="150" style="background: #efefef;" | Stats
! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-12-11T03:15:39Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fcjr046X2Dk Rebirth] © Two Steps From Hell'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/The%20Seduction.png] - ''My own work. Here's an oldie but a goodie that originates from a long-defunct FF/KH crossover MU* ''(where I played Morgan/Malachy v.1)''. I did the line-art back in 2006 but revisited it present-day to tweak and darken it because really, it still applies perfectly to the Malachy/Morgan dynamic. Contrary to the mood and title, these two were not lovers; to Malachy, Morgan was simply a very useful doll. Had there been an attraction? Malachy took his answer to the grave, and Morgan cannot remember a thing. To note, too; Morgan's black hair does not /appear/ black in this piece, as I did not want to blot out the lines.''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's intention to 'combat Darkness with Darkness' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/The%20Seduction.png] - ''My own work. Here's an oldie but a goodie that originates from a long-defunct FF/KH crossover MU* ''(where I played Morgan/Malachy v.1)''. I did the line-art back in 2006 but revisited it present-day to tweak and darken it because really, it still applies perfectly to the Malachy/Morgan dynamic. Contrary to the mood and title, these two were not lovers; to Malachy, Morgan was simply a very useful doll. Had there been an attraction? Malachy took his answer to the grave, and Morgan cannot remember a thing. To note, too; Morgan's black hair does not /appear/ black in this piece, as I did not want to blot out the lines.''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's intention to 'combat Darkness with Darkness' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
! scope="col" width="150" style="background: #efefef;" | Stats
! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-12-11T03:01:26Z

Fee: /* Imagery */ Old/new art~

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/The%20Seduction.png] - ''My own work. Here's an oldie but a goodie that originates from a long-defunct FF/KH crossover MU*. I did the line-art back in 2006 but revisited it present-day to tweak and darken it because really, it still applies perfectly to the Malachy/Morgan dynamic. Contrary to the mood and title, these two were not lovers; to Malachy, Morgan was simply a very useful doll. Had there been an attraction? Malachy took his answer to the grave, and Morgan cannot remember a thing. To note, too; Morgan's black hair does not /appear/ black in this piece, as I did not want to blot out the lines.''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's intention to 'combat Darkness with Darkness' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-12-06T02:03:11Z

Fee: Done for now~

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's intention to 'combat Darkness with Darkness' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-12-06T01:58:47Z

Fee: /* Background */

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

... and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

Nuvian's claim that the best way to combat Darkness is 'with Darkness itself' would be a ridiculous, tragic failure.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-12-06T01:54:27Z

Fee: Nipping, tucking.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Out in the world... but where~?
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound similar.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a night owl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be grueling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavory beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn't been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn't know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn't fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn't underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn't at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn't noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn't have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn't even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-12-06T01:32:17Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihKVOtw3Uic Awakening] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpU0FoPsaes Blizzard] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of immense rage.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

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Morgan Albaste

2013-11-26T18:19:58Z

Fee: Still at it. Getting to know my gals again.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- ''Morgan's biological father'' -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, Nuvian had taken on only two pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan ''(his other pupil)'' was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

File:Nuvian.jpg

2013-11-25T00:49:20Z

Fee: Old but effective MS Paint scrawl of Nuvian, Morgan's Dark-aligned daddy.

Old but effective MS Paint scrawl of Nuvian, Morgan's Dark-aligned daddy.

Morgan Albaste

2013-11-25T00:48:33Z

Fee:

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

[[File:Nuvian.jpg]] 
'''(Sure, he looked fair and angelic.. but he was everything but.)'''

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- Morgan's biological father -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, aside from his daughter, Nuvian had taken on a minuscule array of pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-11-25T00:41:21Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- Morgan's biological father -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, aside from his daughter, Nuvian had taken on a minuscule array of pupils: one being the promising young Elf who would eventually become [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-11-25T00:39:04Z

Fee: Mostly for my own reference.. section added on Nuvian.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Notes on Nuvian=
==Daddy Digs Dark Magic==

Even more than her own mother, or the sweet influence of Gloria and Henri.. it had to have been Nuvian -- Morgan's biological father -- who influenced Morgan the most. Morgan has lived for many years, though she is to be considered a 'young' Elf.. but much of that time was spent in the shadow of the powerful Dark wizard who had been her father, Nuvian Faelwen.

Though known to have taken on other pupils, whose skills were scrutinized heavily before being accepted, Nuvian's rigidity toward his daughter mirrored his love. His Dark magic had been cultivated early; as he had grown and strengthened, Nuvian came to believe that a resistance and aptitude for Dark magic was the best defense against the Darkness itself.

Had he not been killed, Nuvian undoubtedly would have fallen to his Darkness; so devoted was he to the seductive power of the element. He was well on his way to becoming Shadow Lord material, and he didn't even know it.

Before his death, aside from his daughter, Nuvian had taken on a minuscule array of pupils: one of whom being [[Seith|Seith]], to whom Morgan was especially close.

'''(More details soon. Section is mostly for Morgan-player's reference since her memory sucks. ~___~; )'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-11-25T00:26:45Z

Fee: d'oh, fixing something.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''Charismatic Voice:''' Not, she cannot control/ensnare others, but Morgan has a decidedly 'attractive' voice, depending upon one's individual tastes. To put it simply, the woman speaks eloquently; couple that with an appealing timbre, and Morgan may hold some sway in that department. Her tone is very feminine, and soothing.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-11-07T15:35:37Z

Fee: brraaaiiinnss.. :E

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars]''' © Fred Lykes
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}


''Ever close your eyes'' 
''Ever stop and listen'' 
''Ever feel alive'' 
''And you've nothing missing'' 
''You don't need a reason'' 
''Let the day go on and on'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJztsL4NNLc Wild Child] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Amazing
|-
|}

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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
</center>

=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
|-
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7D8tfGHJM4 Train of Thought Part II] © Mitchel Forman''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars] © Fred Lykes''' - ''A new home in a strange world: Rabanastre!'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

User:Fee

2013-09-10T15:05:59Z

Fee:

''Nothing fancy, just some notations for the sake of convenience... (and to aide my pea-brain in rememering some points):''

'''EMAIL''': thetamecrow@gmail.com 
'''(PLEASE contact me via this address if there is anything very pressing, or if you need to reach me ASAP. Sometimes I don't get to @mail until it's 'too late', whereas I can access email pretty quickly on my phone... as I am, yes, a nerd with a smartphone.)'''

'''ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES:''' I'm a pretty easygoing person, and long story short I honor consent adamantly. I value your boundaries as both a player and the characters that you play, and in turn I expect the same. That stark disclaimer aside, all-in-all I'm approachable and friendly and if the weirdoes that I play have the potential to enrich your idea(s), by all means ask! I enjoy many avenues of RP, though when it comes to combat please bear with me in these sorts of scenes. Through my RP career I've only had a few 'acquaintances' with coded combat so I'm not quite used to it. Especially on a game where it is so multi-faceted and complex. :)

'''My rating: G -> R'''; swearing and violence do not irk me, but this is not to say that I am signing myself away to any and all dicey scenes that come my way. I consider myself to be a very open-minded RPer, but when it starts to get obscene and TRULY offensive, and on grounds with 'powergaming', then count me out. As for the other end of the spectrum, opposite violence, I'm not shy but prefer to 'fade' at the appropriate point. Thank you for respecting this. <3

'''TIMEZONE:''' Pacific Standard.

'''AVAILABILITY:''' 

*'''UPDATE, SEPTEMBER 10TH/2013''': 
Honey, I'm home! My course was a fantastic success, and admittedly it came upon me rather quickly in August.. hence, my rather rapid departure from the game. As it stands now I'm settling back into full-time work, an imminent move and well... I'm just going to finally admit it: the past couple of months spelled 'RP burnout' for me. Mostly due to the changes (quarter life crisis, lol) that I've been through. I didn't want to initially own that I've been experiencing a burnout.. but that's the long and short of it. The good news is that I'm nowhere near wanting to throw in the towel... though I now have to get to know my characters again. XD

For now, I'm working to ease myself back into things, mostly with the intention to uphold the required hours of RP per week and going from there. I hope to nail down one day during the week and one, during the weekend, to start. I will post more on this soon as I figure it out. Thank you all, so much, for your patience with me.. it's been a rough, hectic, wonderful, enlightening year.

'''Foreseen times where my availability will suck even harder than it has in the past:'''

*'''OCTOBER, 2013''': I will be moving again.. I'm an old pro at this, lol. This will be my final transition, after which I will be settling indefinitely.

'''THE WEIRDOES:''' 
'''[[Morgan_Albaste|Morgan Albaste]]''' - Only /very/ few will recognize Morgan's predecessor concept, ''Fiell Chambliss'', from the now defunct FFMUSH. My stint on that game was '''very''' short.. barely a drop in the bucket compared to the oldbies. Still, I came away from that game with a few new friendships and for that, I am glad. Here on Final Kingdoms, Morgan is derived from Fiell but with a decidedly 'meaner' background. Rewind to 2006 when another defunct game, Fantasy Legends, existed. Also a KH/FF blend, I played a Morgan and Malachy set (V.1) over there too. In the porting of their concept to FK, I of course wanted to tone down the melodramtics a bit... but still leave that level of forebode. While Morgan V.1 was 'younger' and far more twisted, this darker, elegant take is more subdued in her turmoil.

Morgan can mesh well with most scenes I figure.. though she isn't one who wanders without much of a cause ICLY. More often than not she returns 'home' to Cornelia, but isn't above going where she is required (or asked ICLY). She /can/ be subjected to lighthearted RP, but it takes some IC prying to get her to 'let her hair down', so to speak.

'''[[Sassaral|Sassaral]]''' - Admittedly, I didn't intend to take on an alt.. not so quickly after acquiring Morgan. But the possibility of exploring this concept proved too tantalising due to the fact that I play her big sister, Saiishuke, elsemu*. Anyone who frequents ''Final Fantasy MUX'' may recognize that jumble of a name from the WHO list! Saiishuke has existed since June of 2010 and ICLY, she mourns the loss of Sassaral ''(only a little girl in that setting, and the one who was killed)''. But honestly, I've always wanted to see things from Sassaral's POV.. what if the roles were reversed?

Case in point, porting Sassy over to FK! She is in no way tied to the 'AU setting' of Saiishuke over FFMUX way; in this case, Sassaral is the one who lived while Saiishuke lost her life. It's an interesting and macabre twist. But honestly? I apped Sassaral to be a carefree foil to Morgan and all of her demons and restrictions. That, and I just wanted to toss together the ironic pairing of a white mage and berserker into one small girl. I see her as a character that I can just 'throw' into many a scenario.. she'll be my token 'world wanderer'. c___Ca

Morgan Albaste

2013-08-04T04:06:34Z

Fee: /* Trivia */

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

• While she has the intelligence to adapt well to technological pursuits, Morgan wants nothing of it. She knows that such things make everyday life easier, but she goes out of her way to savor 'old school'. ''(Ie. Her home is reasonably modernized.. well, as modernized as /Cornelia/ can get.. but.. it is tastefully filled with the trappings of romantic antiquity.. such as candles, lanterns, pendulum clocks.. etc.)''

• If anything is to send this composed Elf aflutter, knightly types tend to fluster Morgan. But as for her ideal type of romantic companion, this lady doesn't tell~

• Morgan is a total cat-lover. She would secretly love to have a housecat or two, but isn't home often enough to keep a pet. Yet.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-08-04T03:57:56Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars]''' © Fred Lykes
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}


''Ever close your eyes'' 
''Ever stop and listen'' 
''Ever feel alive'' 
''And you've nothing missing'' 
''You don't need a reason'' 
''Let the day go on and on'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJztsL4NNLc Wild Child] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
|-
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
|-
|}

<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.png Bright Eyes]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle!] Sassy is having a GREAT day! Please note, this was commissioned ages ago, before her concept was made complete. All that's missing are the tapered ears ''(uh.. concealed.. perhaps..)'' and the wolfish tail (hidden in skirt~) )''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7D8tfGHJM4 Train of Thought Part II] © Mitchel Forman''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars] © Fred Lykes''' - ''A new home in a strange world: Rabanastre!'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-08-03T23:34:48Z

Fee:

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars]''' © Fred Lykes
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}


''Ever close your eyes'' 
''Ever stop and listen'' 
''Ever feel alive'' 
''And you've nothing missing'' 
''You don't need a reason'' 
''Let the day go on and on'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJztsL4NNLc Wild Child] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
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|Magical Attack Power|| Average
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
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|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Physical Evasion||Above Average
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|Magical Evasion||Below Average
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|Physical Defense||Above Average
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|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.png Bright Eyes]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle!] Sassy is having a GREAT day! Please note, this was commissioned ages ago, before her concept was made complete. All that's are the tapered ears (uh.. concealed.. perhaps..) and the wolfish tail (hidden in skirt~) )''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7D8tfGHJM4 Train of Thought Part II] © Mitchel Forman''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars] © Fred Lykes''' - ''A new home in a strange world: Rabanastre!'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-08-03T23:30:35Z

Fee: /* Imagery */ Still alive~ .. new art.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars]''' © Fred Lykes
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
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=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.png Bright Eyes]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle!] Sassy is having a GREAT day! Please note, this was commissioned ages ago, before her concept was made complete. All that's are the tapered ears (uh.. concealed.. perhaps..) and the wolfish tail (hidden in skirt~) )''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7D8tfGHJM4 Train of Thought Part II] © Mitchel Forman''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars] © Fred Lykes''' - ''A new home in a strange world: Rabanastre!'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-07-04T15:28:06Z

Fee:

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars]''' © Fred Lykes
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Amazing
|-
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
|-
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7D8tfGHJM4 Train of Thought Part II] © Mitchel Forman''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5fIjSPgqao Journey to the Stars] © Fred Lykes''' - ''A new home in a strange world: Rabanastre!'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-07-04T03:45:54Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
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|Magical Attack Power|| Average
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
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|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Physical Evasion||Above Average
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|Magical Evasion||Below Average
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|Physical Defense||Above Average
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|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7D8tfGHJM4 Train of Thought Part II] © Mitchel Forman''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

User:Fee

2013-07-02T15:48:20Z

Fee:

''Nothing fancy, just some notations for the sake of convenience... (and to aide my pea-brain in rememering some points):''

'''EMAIL''': thetamecrow@gmail.com 
'''(PLEASE contact me via this address if there is anything very pressing, or if you need to reach me ASAP. Sometimes I don't get to @mail until it's 'too late', whereas I can access email pretty quickly on my phone... as I am, yes, a nerd with a smartphone.)'''

'''ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES:''' I'm a pretty easygoing person, and long story short I honor consent adamantly. I value your boundaries as both a player and the characters that you play, and in turn I expect the same. That stark disclaimer aside, all-in-all I'm approachable and friendly and if the weirdoes that I play have the potential to enrich your idea(s), by all means ask! I enjoy many avenues of RP, though when it comes to combat please bear with me in these sorts of scenes. Through my RP career I've only had a few 'acquaintances' with coded combat so I'm not quite used to it. Especially on a game where it is so multi-faceted and complex. :)

'''My rating: G -> R'''; swearing and violence do not irk me, but this is not to say that I am signing myself away to any and all dicey scenes that come my way. I consider myself to be a very open-minded RPer, but when it starts to get obscene and TRULY offensive, and on grounds with 'powergaming', then count me out. As for the other end of the spectrum, opposite violence, I'm not shy but prefer to 'fade' at the appropriate point. Thank you for respecting this. <3

'''TIMEZONE:''' Pacific Standard.

'''AVAILABILITY:''' 

*'''UPDATE, JULY 2ND/2013''': Back to the drawing board. Basically if you see me online mid-week, poke me. Same goes for the weekend, which will usually be on a Sunday (after 4pm PST) ... give me a nudge. If I'm online, I'm generally available to scene... the only time I will '''ever''' connect is when I'm sure I have two hours or more to hang around and be RPable. '''If there is anything pressing.. please email me;''' whether to share news or try coordinating a scene together! My (for the very best!!) quarter-life crisis has me headlong into a busy summer, but I should be able to score about three visits a week. More concrete details before long.

'''Foreseen times where my availability will suck even harder than it has in the past:'''

*'''AUGUST 10TH -> SEPTEMBER 6TH, 2013''': I'm going to be away on a 25-day course.. part two of what I had don in the fall. Now that I know (roughly) what to expect I should be able to maintain email RP in the evenings. MU*-side visits will be severely hindered, however. I will be at the mercy of the resort's iffy wireless connection as well but I will be able to respond diligently to email!

*'''OCTOBER, 2013''': I will be moving again.. I'm an old pro at this, lol. This will be my final transition, after which I will be settling indefinitely. From there I will figure out my new availability and finally have stability.

'''THE WEIRDOES:''' 
'''[[Morgan_Albaste|Morgan Albaste]]''' - Only /very/ few will recognize Morgan's predecessor concept, ''Fiell Chambliss'', from the now defunct FFMUSH. My stint on that game was '''very''' short.. barely a drop in the bucket compared to the oldbies. Still, I came away from that game with a few new friendships and for that, I am glad. Here on Final Kingdoms, Morgan is derived from Fiell but with a decidedly 'meaner' background. Rewind to 2006 when another defunct game, Fantasy Legends, existed. Also a KH/FF blend, I played a Morgan and Malachy set (V.1) over there too. In the porting of their concept to FK, I of course wanted to tone down the melodramtics a bit... but still leave that level of forebode. While Morgan V.1 was 'younger' and far more twisted, this darker, elegant take is more subdued in her turmoil.

Morgan can mesh well with most scenes I figure.. though she isn't one who wanders without much of a cause ICLY. More often than not she returns 'home' to Cornelia, but isn't above going where she is required (or asked ICLY). She /can/ be subjected to lighthearted RP, but it takes some IC prying to get her to 'let her hair down', so to speak.

'''[[Sassaral|Sassaral]]''' - Admittedly, I didn't intend to take on an alt.. not so quickly after acquiring Morgan. But the possibility of exploring this concept proved too tantalising due to the fact that I play her big sister, Saiishuke, elsemu*. Anyone who frequents ''Final Fantasy MUX'' may recognize that jumble of a name from the WHO list! Saiishuke has existed since June of 2010 and ICLY, she mourns the loss of Sassaral ''(only a little girl in that setting, and the one who was killed)''. But honestly, I've always wanted to see things from Sassaral's POV.. what if the roles were reversed?

Case in point, porting Sassy over to FK! She is in no way tied to the 'AU setting' of Saiishuke over FFMUX way; in this case, Sassaral is the one who lived while Saiishuke lost her life. It's an interesting and macabre twist. But honestly? I apped Sassaral to be a carefree foil to Morgan and all of her demons and restrictions. That, and I just wanted to toss together the ironic pairing of a white mage and berserker into one small girl. I see her as a character that I can just 'throw' into many a scenario.. she'll be my token 'world wanderer'. c___Ca

File:Sassybitty.jpg

2013-06-21T23:43:37Z

Fee: Fee uploaded a new version of "File:Sassybitty.jpg": Another fix.. resize. Smile, lil' wolf!

Quick doodle of Sassaral's mugshot. Will do for now~

Morgan Albaste

2013-06-21T23:32:52Z

Fee:

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-06-21T23:28:25Z

Fee:

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtR1lSzIWIs Stepping Stars] © David Arkenstone'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}


''What is the dark;'' 
''shadows around you,'' 
''why not take heart'' 
''in the new day?'' 
''Ever and always.'' 
''Always and ever.'' 
''No-one can promise a dream for you,'' 
''Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.'' 
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya


== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

=Desc Overview=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Sammy_Colt|Sammy Colt]]''' - '''(Pending)''' - ''(Pending; scene in progress! 6/21/13)'' 
"..."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-06-11T23:43:45Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-06-11T23:35:29Z

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{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Sassaral is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
|-
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-06-11T23:28:39Z

Fee: /* Imagery */ New artwork by Kitchiki@DA <3

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Sassaral is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
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|Magical Attack Power|| Average
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
</center>

=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
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|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Physical Evasion||Above Average
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|Magical Evasion||Below Average
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|Physical Defense||Above Average
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|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
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=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/LilWolf.png Concept Full-Body]''' 
''(Another one of my scribbles... speedpainted, a rough look at Sassy as-a-whole. Nothing fancy or detailed.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Playful.jpg Playful]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://kitchiki.deviantart.com Kitchiki!] A sweet piece to portray Sassy as a darling little wolf.)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

An unexpected hero

2013-05-24T04:02:47Z

Fee: Fixed a quick lil' typo on my part

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2013/04/21
|Location=Cornelia
|Synopsis=Seith wanders into Cornelia looking for a hero. What he finds is... far worse.
|Cast of Characters=Morgan Albaste, Seith
|pretty=yes
}}
:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Cornelia has been fairly peaceful as of late. Nice white idyllic clouds crowning over its head and a nice blue sky to go with it. Heartless are kept at bay by the brave soldiers of this kingdom. There's of course the upheaval now and again when a Shadow breaks through, but vigilance is at an all time high! Yet, nothing can be done about things when a Shadow Lord decides to bring some 'interesting moments' to the kingdom. Enjoying nothing less but to put 'heroes' to the test, a man in black heavy armored garb and horns steps into the kingdom through its front gates, throwing the two guards that stand at its entrance aside as if they were nothing with the power of Gravity - and continues further into the city. A series of heartless pop from the ground and quickly spread out to keep soldiers busy and strike terror into the hearts of those that live within the city. And the man - Seith - continues forwards until he stands at the plaza at the center of the city, and raises his voice; "Dare a Hero stand up to me!?" It is a very simple message. Timeless perhaps, even. An evil that challenges as hero. But is there a hero to be found in this ancient kingdom?

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' Mayhaps Cornelia, even in days of old prior to the matter of 'Heartless', is accustomed to 'good versus bad'; 'light versus dark'; etcetera, etcetera. To think of this ancient kingdom going head-to-head with such an ordeal, one may consider a classic storybook tale... a knight charging off into battle, a King sounding the call. Oldschool. Right...? Case in point: Heartless. A new Evil; still a grand unknown to those who live in this backwater kingdom. Cornelia, though perhaps destined to pony up and figure out better defenses, is for now prone to the activities of the Heartless and their leaders. The two guards, as they are flung aside, are a prime example of this. Cornelia just /isn't/ properly equipped... and the denizens -- for there are quite a few -- who witness Seith's arrival are quick to be stirred into a panic. Some try to flee, shuttering themselves away into houses and storefronts. Other guards, having seen their comrades flattered by that nasty spell, hesitate just /barely/.. like nervous cattle, they skirt the center of town and try to figure out the best manner in which to approach. They're not afraid, they're just uncertain.. blind-sided. What other sorcery is afoot here?! One Cornelian 'felt' this energy even before it came through the gates... it was a feeling that was enough to pull her from a /very/ in-depth project and sit at her sewing table, white as a ghost, for a few minutes. WHat is it about this aura that Morgan Albaste finds so frightful, and so familiar...? One must give the Elf credit, alas; she did not stay indoors. She left her home, as if drawn out via means beyond her control. She just cannot hide from this feeling anymore, this fear that has governed her life and left her stagnant with murky memories. "What do you hope to gain by troubling a small kingdom such as this? Where is the challenge? For shame!" Flutes a woman's voice, responding to Seith with the barest bit of trepidation. Should he glance in the direction of the jab, he will see a tall Elven woman in dark, feminine robes of wine red and black. Though she strives to hold her head high, she appears a touch pale due to nerves. THose at Morgan's side stir uneasily... why is the town seamstress calling this foreboding man on his intrusion?!

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' The man has brought out a massive staff by the time that Morgan dares bring herself outside of her own home, and is pointing it at the guards who are circling him with uncertainty. Heartless rush them, trying to weed out the weak. Anyone who could not deal with a few soldiers and shadows was not enough to face him. When that female voice touches the air, Seith stands with his back towards her. "The challenge is to find a Hero in a small kingdom such as this! To find strength! It is that simple." He declares and then slowly turns around, letting the metalic staff come to life; two massive purple-energy blades appearing on either side, making it appear as a double-bladed scythe. The man turns, and points it at the woman, hoping to see a female warrior of some sorts. But what he finds instead is... "... Morgan." His heart skips a beat, and his lips press firmly together after speaking that name. It's obvious that her presence has moved this man. It has moved him to be entirely, and completely... /still/. Like a statue in impressive armor. His gaze captures the entirety of the woman. The red and black robes. The pale skin. The perfect lines. And elf. How long had it not been, besides the Dark Elf that is Morrighan, that he'd seen one of his own kind. But far more dire... How long has it been since he'd seen Morgan? His brow furrows, and he tries to shove aside his moment of weakness. "I desire to see a warrior! Not a pup that has lost its master." He sounds angry, like she is something personal to him. But does she even recognize him? Never in this armor, that is certain. Not with these horns.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' Indeed! The Guards now have more than enough to deal with, especially when the Heartless see fit to swarm and create a fiasco. More denizens flee; the situation really does appear dire here. When Seith draws that formidable staff, Morgan tries not to flinch. She wields /no/ weaponry; there is no hope of that whatsoever, for the sharpest articles she wields in her home are knives, forks, and sewing needles. Pretty pitiful.. But there's always that power... it awakens with her in the morning and lays with her at night. It's always there... and it seems that the very presence of this Shadow Lord causes the Darkness within her to stir. It's different from what she 'feels' in the presence of Heartless grunts.... it's... older. Deeper. A small ache automatically begins to arise behind her eyeballs, troubling her further. But it is in stoic behavior, true to her Elvish race, that Morgan responds to this physical problem: she tries not to let on that she is both hurting and afraid. Seith, who recognizes Morgan right off the bat, shall see that she is essentially unchanged from when he had last seen her.. at least physically. Yes, that last time.. had she not, by Malachy's urging, destroyed the sorceror's love, his life? THere is a lie afoot here: Morgan /has/ changed a bit.... the vacant hate, the malice that she wore during that terrible time... is gone. Seith says her name and her stoic countenance fails just a tad.. she looks completely taken off-guard. "My name, how do you know it...!" Morgan snaps, her eyes wide, her bit of bravado faltering. Seith's further words do not help matters much, and the lady Elf stamps her foot once in frustration. "What do you mean by 'master'..! I have no master! How dare you... take your dark designs elsewhere!" She calls out, trying (and failing) in her attempt to save face. Her upset results in the shifting of her own energies, her Dark aura pulsing once, twice. Even in this armor, and with those horns... Morgan does not recognize Seith...!

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Yes. She has changed. And Seith can see it. She has become 'better' than whom she had become with Malachy's influence. He's glad, very glad, that he'd been right in his decision to leave her be. To have dispelled his magic and let her wander in this world. But now she stands here, and he's blabbing his mouth! What is he doing!? He'd promised he'd never see her. That he'd tear her from his life. She is a distraction! She's... Morgan. That ache in his heart grows, and the man lowers his head a little and raises his posture. "Of course I know your name." The man declares, swinging his weapon around mightily to make for a simple display of power, the ground being 'cut' where the blade touches it. Yet that darkness. It still remains within her. She still has that beautiful darkness he'd loved so much. That gift they had shared. The ache in his heart, it's drawn by something that he's missed for such a long time. He knows that it is tempting him. The man slowly steps back. Away from her. As if he somehow were afraid of her. Deciding that makes him look weak, he turns his back on her. "Leave my sight, elf. You indeed have no more master."

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' It really is quite sad -- as much as it is merciful -- that Morgan's memories have been fractured. Though she had done a grand series of travesties while under Malachy's rule, there /were/ some very rich memories prior to that. Times spent with a peer, a close and dear friend, whose aptitude with dark magic ran parallel to her own. They learned together; they were once upon a time very close. It's not to say that the lady Elf is fated to never remember persay; it would have to take an immense catalyst. Something immense enough to break down the barrier that was built following Malachy's destruction, and the healing that followed... But one thing for sure: Morgan's response to this terrifying man's acknowledgement of /her/ is still very vague. HOW does he know her...? How--- As startling as his stillness had been in the moment of recognition, Seith's swiping of that awful weapon breaks the Elf out of her trance and she flinches again, her lips pressing together into a tense line. The dust kicked up by the energy blades' movement -- smelling 'burnt' -- makes her pale eyes water a bit. "There is something I am missing, here.... something eluding me.." Morgan says levelly, though her calm voice does not match her stricken expression. If this exchange is enough to stall Seith and allow Cornelia to bolster itself, so be it... even if this exchange /disturbs/ her. It's like her emotions are contradicting themselves; she is both incredulous and so deeply, /deeply/ disturbed. "What do you mean by this---" What! He's turning away?! Morgan, triggered by this blatant dismissal, charges forth.. her skirts forming a black froth of lace at the heels of her boots, so harried are her movements. "Tell me more.. who are you and how do you know me?" Morgan demands, her voice faltering as she physically gets closer to the man. Her hand reaches forth in an attempt to grab at his shoulder and try to /make/ him face her. Frustration has made her brave, and stupid... but even gentle Morgan can be at her wit's end and act erratically. For months now, she has been in the dark.. in more ways than one.

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' "It is nothing that matters." The man declares with certainty, but he lies. And as a man who refuses to lie... it is so obvious from his tone. As much as he loves to be an actor and play up things, he never goes out of his way to lie. The fact that she can't see his face is maybe his only grace in that moment. To lie to his friend. But it's better that way! A white lie! "Step away and let a true hero come face me!" He raises his weapon. "WILL NO HERO FACE ME!?" He's trying his best to dismiss her. But then the girl has to go and do something foolish. She runs towards him. Every step, the sound of her foot touching the ground each time... creates more pain in his heart. "Don't come near me..." He whispers. But then she reaches out. She grabs for his shoulder. And the man's reflex is so instinctive! She touches him, and he turns around while shouting at her; "DON'T TOUCH ME!" And pulls his gravity-magic reflexively into his hand and tries to thrust her away from him! The moment he does, wether it makes contact or not, guilt begets him. "No... Morgan!" His blade being let go of and reaching his hand out towards her.... before an anger overcomes him. Damnit! This is wrong! This entire interaction should not be going this way! He should leave! But... What if she got hurt? All he'd done would be for nothing if she got hurt.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' This man speaks to Morgan as if she is a trivial being to be dismissed, but yet.. why does his body language speak otherwise? Wouldn't so powerful a being -- unbeknownst to Morgan, a Shadow Lord -- see fit to just smite her and go on his merry way with terrorizing Cornelia...? Seith has had a couple of opportunities, by now, to have really shown the lady Elf exactly how much business he means....! ... So why, pray tell, does he turn away from her as if shielding a great hurt? Sure, his mask with those ghastly horns hide the real depth of Seith's expression, but his movements speak volumes. As Morgan runs to him, Seith hollars for a 'hero to face him' as if desperate for that intervention. It is too late; Morgan has reached for his shoulder, grabbed at it---the shout may as well have been a strike from the energy blades! Morgan's eyes widen, fringed by long black lashes; her breath comes in one brief, sharp gasp. "Wait---" She starts, and then... an abrupt, jarring force causes the svelte woman to stumble back! In a rare display of clumsiness, brought on by Seith's burst of magic, Morgan scuffs backwards and with a quick windmilling of her arms, just /barely/ avoids falling onto her rear! The native Cornelians -- many of whom are usually so very polite so as to help a lady keep her footing -- have already fled by now. As the Guards face off with the Heartless and the square rapidly empties, it is only Morgan and Seith in this focal point. In complete contrast to the scene between the two Elves --- almost a mockery, really -- the town's lovely stone fountain continues to gurgle and splash merrily with ribbons of water. Morgan isn't quite so happy. Something has shifted in her expression; she does not look aghast, or upset... no. A hardness has arisen in her gaze, and it is as if the blue of her irises has paled to that of a terrible, stark gray. Her full lips pull back into a sneer. THe Gravity spell (or even just a portion of it that Seith had used to buffet her) appears to have set off a reaction; Morgan's mind is currently overwhelmed by an anger that is /not/ quite her own. A fair hand snaps forth, palm out and facing Seith as he too seems to be warring with emotions. Especially that of anger. "How DARE you...!" Morgan hollars, her voice forceful as magic that is much akin to Seith's own bursts forth in the Dark Sorceror's direction! A low humm, a sudden sense of heaviness... and much in the same fashion as he had sought to shove Morgan, the woman strikes out at Seith with a Gravity spell of her own! Mayhaps the very same incantation...

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Seith's instinctive reaction is to reach out to help her, a feeling that spawns for years and years of having spent with this girl. For all the atrocities she'd committed, she was still his childhood friend. As she stumbles back, he draws his hand back quickly to not show this moment of weakness. The heartless might notice it and target him. He must not allow weakness into his heart! Still, the horned magician lets bits and pieces show on his expression. That initial reaction wipes quickly off of his face, and turns into a different one however. Her gaze - the way in which she beholds him! He feels that 'crackle' of magic coming. 'No...' he thinks to himself, realizing that the girl is drawing on her memories of the past. That she's drawing on her /past magic/. The man brings his hand quickly forwards at the same time that she pushes her gravity-swpell forwards, and launches one of his own. The two spells slam into eachother - at first invisible, then suddenly fiercely struggling as purple lightning carves hairline fractures across the ground all around the impact point. The man digs his feet in and watches as the ground sinks beneath the force of their two spells, until they finally cancel eachothother out with a sickening sound of air being 'sucked' into the little anomaly they created together, and the pebbles they'd crushed and pulled up are shattered every which way. Seith, in his heavy armor, is in little danger. "HOW DARE /YOU/ STRIKE AT ME!?" Seith shouts at the girl with a tone rather reminiscent of Malachy; something caused by the sheer surprise that she would strike at him. Something deep within his heart sinks. After all this time... he'd become the catalyst for her to awaken a bit of that what lies within her? The man quickly tries to use his gravity-magic to 'rush' himself towards her so he might grab her two hands and push her up against a nearby wall; to try and prevent her from casting any further magic. "Stop that this very moment, Morgan! Go to sleep! Forget this day!" He starts demanding of her, attempting to bring a spell of sleep over her. But surely, her magical resistance might very well overpower his dark sorcery.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' It is a substantial reaction, this meeting of magic. What results is a tiny fracturing of some of Cornelia's pretty little cobblestones... had she the sense of what just happened, Morgan would feel /terrible/ about it. The pebbles, cast asunder by the culmination of the spells, bounce off of the lady Elf's body... some of the dust even causing her eyes to water. However, she blinks the irritation away; that quicksilver stare continues to pin Seith even as he shouts at her in his rage. THAT is enough to startle Morgan out of the trance that she had fallen into... And in that span of seconds, Seith deepens the parallel comparison to that one doomed Shadow Lord... he does the very thing that Malachy /would/ have done.. had ALWAYS done: he rushes in, and he grabs the woman. Not /overly/ violently, but with intent to bind and control... Yes, yes; that does it. As she is pressed up against the wall and restrained, Morgan's mind vaults into a series of quick, 'stabbing' images: flashes of memory, though were one to view them they would see them as if they were overexposed photos. Morgan's head jolts back, her mouth opening in a guttural gasp... who is this man in her mind, with the sharp features? Who is /this/ man holding her now, demanding that she not strike him? And 'lo.. what is this... .. one memory bearing a pain so acute that it /physically/ hurts. A sunlit grove, an aquiline Elven man with silver-blonde hair and icy eyes 'speaking'; another boy, on the cusp of adolescence... dark hair, speaking companionably... as if a peer. Speaking to /her/...? What, WHAT? Eyes flying open, Morgan opens her mouth wide and /shrieks/..! Screams violently as if she were a woman possessed. Seith may very well feel the tension in her arms, straining, live-wiring. The high-pitched scream wanes into a low howl, and the Shadow Lord may then begin to feel a distinctly icy chill in the space that both he and the woman occupy. Morgan is so upset, that the Sleep spell has difficulty catching (and mayhaps due to some help from resistance, too) ... and if he does not try again, or give her a good shake at least, a Blizzara spell will be coming to pass. Morgan's skin feels as cold as ice. But the scream may have been the worst attack of all.

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Seith's knowledge of Malachy was small. All he'd known was that the man had been cruel, and had wrecked much of Morgan's mind and identity. It's when he has her pinned to that wall and feels the shock of the two of them hitting it, that he realizes that he's being the very same cruel person that he had hated with every inch of his Heart and Spirit. Still, he can't break away from this moment. He is trying to stop the girl from remembering. Yet, for all his attempts, he is only making things worse. "Stop it Morgan!" He demands of her. "Stop thinking." The demands continue, until the girl suddenly opens her mouth and stares straight at him. A disgusting feeling overcomes the man. Sickening. A hatred... a hatred of himself. Right now, he's being the very thing he'd sought to protect Morgan from those many years ago. He instinctively lets go as she screams. Guilt overcoming him fast. The loud shriek hurts his sensitive elven ears and he continues to back up forther when the icy spell comes to form. He can feel it coming as it 'takes time' to build, and is quick to wrap his robes around himself in order to defend himself of the spell. And when it finally does wash forwards, the icicles ripping into his robes and tearing small fractures into his armor - the man is forced back once again, letting out a pained sound. He's stopping himself - finally. Stopping himself from lashing back out.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' Few, these days, know much about the Shadow Lord formerly known as Malachy. Back in his day, his reign had been an insidious one; manipulation and fear were two of his favored techniques. He did it well, and when the time came to really bring the heat... well, that's when a certain Elf came into his employ. Woe be to Morgan if she every remembers, completely, the siege she helped to create. Indeed, Malachy had been cruel. His cruelty yet remains at this very moment in the form of the very agitated Morgan. Seith, try as he may to prevent snippets of memory from arising in the Elf's fractured mind, is unfortunately not given to a complete victory. Morgan is thinking, and she just cannot stop. Following her terrible scream, and the involuntary preparation of Blizzara, Morgan can only stare balefully at Seith as he retreats from the shriek and prepares himself for the icy fallout. Her full lips move, though nigh-soundlessly, as she wills the spell into culmination. The jagged lancets of ice erupt from around her, frost settling upon her dark robes and into the immediate vicinity.. dusting the cobbles and masonry of old structures. Morgan's eyes, now dark and enraged, pinion upon Seith as she wills the ice projectiles in his direction. She can /see/ him going on the defense... and in the back of Morgan's mind, her /true/ self is seeing that he is trying his hardest not to retaliate. Yet one lithe, alabaster hand rises to command another maelstrom of icy magic... preparing to strike this man when he is 'vulnerable'.. it's as easy as breathing, to call Blizzara back---- Yet Morgan cannot... /will/ not. A thought, as sharp as a knife, rips through her mind and she crumbles again, palms flying to her face as she emits another sharp cry. She was about to do EXACTLY what Malachy would have done: strike someone when they're compromised/down.. strike them until they die horribly. The shock of such brutality is all Morgan can take, and she falls to her knees upon the frosty ground. "Oh.. no, no no..." She chokes out, head down and hair hanging in black hanks to obscure her features. "Why.. who am I trying to remember.."

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' It takes a lot for the mage not to strike back - not to just try and snuff out the life that threatens him at this very moment. But he's built up enough guilt and sorrow over the years to pull his instinctive reflex and keep himself from doing something he'd /never/ be able to forgive himself for. Slowly, he breaks pieces of ice off of his body, using his guantletted hands to pull off larger pieces, slumped over just midly, staring out at her with a hard to read expression. After all, she has prepared further projectiles to pierce him with; and his armor can only take 'so much' punishment. "Stop it Morgan... please." Seith asks, finally 'falling so low' as to beg for something, or... no, not beg. Ask. Politely. His eyes are wide, as it looks like she's just about to throw the spell, bringing his hand up to protect his chest and face... but what he expects to come fails to be delivered. There, in that moment where she cries and lets the spell falter, he recognizes something. A sight he remembers from that day... so very long ago. [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Years Ago [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) The body of Malachy lies on the ground, and Heartless are swarmed around Morgan - pulsing with power. Yet the wave slowly parts as a thin and pale skinned elf steps through their ranks. They part, pushed away by black magic that swirls around his body in a spherical shape, until he finally steps close enough. When he stands before her, the sphere expands, pushing heartless further away, and leaving an 'area' for just the three of them. "Morgan Albaste..." The younger elf speaks to her, offering one hand to the distraught girl. The mark slowly disappearing. He'd prepared so long for this day. The day of his revenge... the day he could free Morgan from this man. "It is better you never remember any of this..." Seith whispers, feeling a heavy feeling in his heart. Right now, he stands before Morgan, his life-long friend... and right now, he's about to cut the very last person out of his life that is still alive. He tries to step besides her; to kneel down onto one leg and offer his hand. "Take my hand, and I will free you from the pain."

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' "No more, no more.. I nearly.. I acted so.." Morgan whispers, as if trying to talk /herself/ back into sorts. "Beastly." She chokes out. She's still cradling her head in her palms, still hearing Seith's plea to 'Stop it...' echoing in her mind. Sure, this fearsome man came into town seeking trouble, in the first place... sure, he meant ill for the denizens of Cornelia... but... /but/. Seith has knelt, not to beg but ask her to just STOP. Will he retreat? Will he just go and leave Morgan to slither off to her home, hole herself up and hide for days? Though after THIS behavior, Fates only know /when/ the Elf would show her face again. Specks of snow continue to dance and spiral around both kneeling Elves.. an oddly pretty 'end' to what could have been another nasty dose of Blizzara had Morgan not called it off. The square around the two seems oddly deserted.. which is pretty absurb considering the Heartless which accompanied Seith into town. Mayhaps they continue their seige farther off, as they contend with the guards. But here, it is only Seith and Morgan in this bizarre and terrible conflict.. Morgan's mouth opens and she goes about gulping in air in a fashion that she would not -- on a normal day -- consider to be lady-like. Something about this Shadow Lord's voice, the 'feel' of his aura.... why does it call to the entirety of Morgan? [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Years Ago [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) As the waves of Heartless part to admit a lone male Elf, Morgan looks up slowly from the body that is at her feet. Her expression is dead, for the most part; the glassiness in her eyes may as well be akin to that of Malachy's open, dead stare. He looks ferocious even in death, though his physical body has long since been wasted and withered as a result of his reign. The Seal of Heresy remains emblazoned upon Morgan's sternum even after the death of her master, and so too does the red ring around her pupils, signifying the pulsing state of rage that Malachy has always left her in. Morgan lifts her bejeweled head, her hair long and loose; a golden headdress, consisting of delicate golden chains and blood red jewels, chimes with her movements. Malachy, though he has treated her cruelly and used her.. has nonetheless outfitted Morgan to resemble some sort of grand warrior queen, a puppet... she looks beautiful and terrible. It is this vision that meets Seith, and she pulls her lips back in a nervous sneer, eyes flitting to his hand as he extends it. She yet remains upon one knee at Malachy's body, but her attention is entirely upon this Elf.. whom she /should/ know... did know, and indeed love as a dear friend. However malicious she may look, Morgan is terrified, and that remnant of her true self within her wills her hand to lift, and seek out Seith's. What could /he/ do...?

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Seith can do many a thing. After all, time had passed since the girl and her master had mercilessly murdered his family. Time that went by thinking. At first, it was sheer and utter desire for vengeance that carried him forth. From desert to desert, world to world that he could find. Following the signs of the Shadow Lords, hitchhiking in Corridors of Darkness. Waiting for worlds to fall, so he might find his way to a different place again. Will, pure will power had been what kept Seith going. But that desire for Vengeance had slowly grown and turned into something else as well... twisting until finally he realized that Morgan... was a prisoner. And that he perhaps was the only one who could ever break those shackles. That is the very reason that he now kneels before her, holding a small gem, knowing that he can help. His heart beats fast, his body strained by the magic he keeps up - pushing away those Heartless. Soon, he would join them. He would take his name and become a Shadow Lord himself. But before that, he had to commit to this one task. He'd take this girl's place. The man watches her, taking note of those very same rings of red he'd once seen so many years ago. It hurts his heart to see her like this. To be dressed up like a doll like this, some kind of... perverted dream of a perverted man. "I will make you forget, Morgan. I will make you forget all about Malachy... about all that you've done. I will return you to who you once were. Clean you of sin... and make you pure again - just like you were when we were younger." The man takes her hand gently and lays his other on top of it as well, drawing her up to her feet. "No matter what... you must forget about me... you must forget about this day - Morgan. The world as it is now - the universe. It isn't right. This isn't a place I want you to live in. But I promise you, I will make it a better place." He pauses for a moment, tears starting to well up and pour down his cheeks. "I will make this a better place for you." He whispers, the very second before the gem he held earlier comes to glow a pure white glow, and a sigil forms beneath them. White wisps of light draw up from the ground, wrapping around the two of them. "Forget, Morgan... forget about me. Forget, and never look back. I will carry your burden from now on." Those white wisps begin to pull from his body, transfering into her. Slowly, wiping memories. The now... Malachy's mistreatment. The Shadow Lords, Hollow Bastion, little wisps of those visions traveling through his mind, allowing the future Shadow Lord to learn of the Hollow Bastion. And then slowly, the effects of the spell begin to show on Seith. It's not a spell one just goes and casts. Slowly, his once beautiful 'white' hair loses some of its life, growing grayer. Though elven - she can tell the signs. Those small bits as the man visibly grows older. A human would certainly die casting this spell... Further memories leave, until finally her killing Seith's daughter and wife... and finally all before that until even her departure from Elfheim is gone... Seith has no more tears to shed the moment the spell completes. After all, it is done. And with the last 'Shadow Lord' gone from this place, the Heartless too disappear. The Mark of Heresy would remain on the girl, but it would lose any use - for Malachy is dead, and he had been the one to place it on her. Such is a magic that Seith can not remove yet.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' Ah, the ultimate 'black mark' on Morgan's record: the destruction of Seith's family. Under Malachy's direction she had killed quite a few, or at least sent them on the path of becoming Heartless minions... but before and after the fall of Seith's loved ones... she never once destroyed a child. Seith's late daughter had been the only youngling to fall by Morgan (Malachy's) hand... right at the zenith of power for both Shadow Lord and Puppet. That dreadful act yet remains a black space in the lady Elf's memories... and were she to know of it... it may well destroy her. It had been Malachy's direction that warranted the death of mother and child... both �t�radiel and Caladhiel had come into Seith's life after Morgan had been lost. What should have been a new beginning, filled with light and love, had quickly been dashed away by Darkness. Oh yes, for Morgan to know that she destroyed the family of a man whom, in younger years, she loved so dearly... what a terrible thing. Her dearest friend; her peer. Seith's wiping of Morgan's memories, in his bid to 'take her place', had been substantial... but... .. had it been total? In this soiree back into the past, the decorated lady Elf continues to watch Seith; she remains motionless even after he draws her up to her feet and holds her hand between his own. He may very well feel the cruel points of the rings upon her bejeweled fingers grating into his palms... everything about 'this' Morgan is angular, and sinister. "Why do you weep for me.." Morgan asks of Seith prior to his incantation, inklings of her former softness imbuing a voice that had been made husky from power and rage. "Burden...?" Her last words, before the magic takes hold. Her body jerks once as her mind's eye is quickly filled with a stark, white brilliance. Wisps of shadows, seen only by Morgan, 'flee' from this mental image... if Seith watches her face while he wields this magic, Morgan is looking at some point beyond his shoulder.. then, skyward... then, to the ground... every which way. It's as if she is 'watching' something depart. Her mouth opens partly as a deep, shakey breath is drawn. As the haze begins to clear, her eyes flit to the strained face of her childhood friend. To look into Morgan's gaze now is to see the diminishing of the ring of red; all that remains is the cool, clear blue of her natural eyecolor. In an instant, Morgan recognizes him.. it's as if she has woken up from a terribly long slumber... she knows nothing, now, of her months in Heartless Hell. "Alastor..? Alastor.. what..." She trails off, shaking her dark head once. The jewels in her circlet tremble like miniature windchimes, catching her off guard and causing her free hand to reach for what makes such a sound. Fingers knitting into her hair, she feels the delicate golden bands.. her eyes widen. "What is this.. where are we---" When Alastor's -- soon to become 'Seith' -- hair loses it's pearly lustre and becomes gray, Morgan's shock becomes complete. Her hands move now to reach for the man's shoulders. "What is happening to you?! Alastor, what is this! You're hurting yourself.. why are you doing this?!" She cries, indeed knowing the signs of what her father had always called 'forbidden magic'. Not necessarily to never be cast, but... just the gravity of such spells.. how terrible they can be for the caster. Paying no mind to the landscape around them, or to the body at their feet, Morgan looks upon her changed friend. IT's not the reality check of 'coming back' that warrants her tears now, but rather... what has Alastor done?

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Alastor. How long had he not chased this woman and her master, he can barely remember the time that has passed since that day. But that is a word that stands out amongst everything. It takes him a small moment to recognize it, a name he'd long forgotten. His own name. When she'd asked him why he weeped, he'd not answered. The question was too cruel. How could he /not/ weep? How could he not weep for the memories he was erasing? His lips opened, but no sound leaves him. But when she speaks his name... the ritual ends prematurely. The wash of white light collides against his body, shocking against his chest and leaving him buckling back for a moment. A sorcerer he is - one of the most powerful and darkest kind. He is the kind of sorcerer that would lead to the fall of a world for certain, thanks to the events in his life. He /has that power/. But where he is right now, magic like this requires so much concentration still. "Morgan..." 'Alastor' whispers to the person who would now have the memory at the point of where they were still considered an elven /girl/. He looks at her with sorrow in his eyes. More questions, questions he hadn't felt prepared to answer - and would never be prepared to answer. "You are home now." Is his answer. Mysidia - he knows the place. He'd been here once. To think that this final chapter... or this prologue to his own life... would be in the same world they'd left. Somewhere out there is Elfheim. Somewhere, /out there/. Yes, he can feel it in his body. He is hurting himself. He's hurt himself. But this pain - no matter what - he still feels that this is worth it. But this girl... she will remember him. She will remember this moment, won't she? This moment of goodbye. He will erase this moment too - he will erase /himself/ from her memory. That is the last thing he must do. Can't he at least give himself this one moment? The sorcerer slowly kneels down onto one leg and bows his head before Morgan. "Please, don't ask me why." Soon, he will begin this spell anew, and he will give a part of his life once more for that final push.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' "Home.." She whispers, and the mere uttering of that singular word results in another bombardment of memories. It's as if such mental images were waiting in the wings; cast aside by the enveloping Darkness and held there. Now that the 'barrier' is gone, that which had been pure and good is left to trickle into her psyche. Though Morgan (in the 'real' world beyond this flashback) has yet to even know if her parents are alive or dead -- for Malachy had taken her before thusly wiping out her kin -- .. the Morgan in said flashback is filled with an abrupt loneliness. A great, empty, whistling expanse of lonely pain that fills her stomach and chest. To awaken from such Darkness and rage.. into so vulnerable and raw a state. And there before her, holding her hand and weaving such tragic magic, is Alastor. One look at his graying hair causes the Elven girl to gasp again.... the uttering of her friend's name seems to have stymied the spell, catching Alastor off guard. THere is still time to stop this madness! Morgan's heart -- having been suspended for so long by way of such diabolical means -- is filled to capacity with feeling, it seems. Everything /hurts/. She meets the sorrow in the man's eyes with her own, and in doing so something rather.... profound happens. Somewhere 'out there' /is/ Elfheim... [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) Present Day, Cornelia... [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) As Morgan and Seith's physical bodies continue to lock themselves into this shared flashback, in the Cornelia of the 'real' world, it seems that a byproduct of this feat is coming to pass. Morgan's entire mental process is engaged by this experience; the two 'like minds' of Seith and Morgan may as well be likened to a handshake, so enmeshed are they. So long story short, Morgan's own mind has the ability to 'shift' this flashback much like Seith was able to engage it... and in doing so, the lady Elf taps into the Shadow Lord's mind while he is, perhaps, in so vulnerable a state... [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) Years Ago... (Flashback) [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) "Home..." Morgan whispers again, in exactly the same fashion as before. The reddish skies of the dying evening, the sight of Cornelia -- spared from onslaught -- on the horizon.. Malachy dead at their feet. This all seems to shift as if the scene were a single slide in a show, and someone has deigned to overlap the slide with a completely different one.. distorting and muddling the two until one begins to fade. THe scene before Cornelia dissipates and is replaced with... you guessed it... Elfheim. Morgan and Alastor remain in their huddle, with the latter still attempting to will forth the magic that will erase memories and sacrifice his own 'life'. THis is not the idyllic, recluse, beautiful Elfheim of their educational years. This is an Elfheim that is under siege, much as it had been briefly when Malachy had first come calling and had taken Morgan with him. This attack is far more brutal; homes are being invaded and peaceloving Elves set upon by all manner of terrible little creatures. As the scene intensifies in it's madness... as Elves flee only to be caught and attacked.. one thing is for certain: there is absolutely no sign of Morgan in this fray. Following Malachy's death and Seith's takeover as a Shadow Lord, Morgan had not returned 'home' to Elfheim.. .. no, she had fled to Cornelia. She hadn't returned to the death trap that Elfheim ultimately became. As the small township continues to fall and the scene becomes darker, Morgan continues to look down upon Seith/Alastor as he kneels before her, head bowed. It takes everything in her not to watch the siege and weep anew, so terrifying is this scene. "This.. is what happened to our home.." Morgan, still bedecked in Malachy's crimson and black finery, whispers. "I do not recall being here for... f--for this... but... I am seeing it all now. Am I looking into your mind...?" She asks the stricken man, and again seeks to give his shoulders a quick shake. "I shall ask why! Am I seeing what you have seen? Answer me, Alastor! Were you admist this chaos... did you run free to escape it?" She asks quickly, flinching as an Elf can be heard shrieking nearby. Morgan still has no idea that Alastor hadn't been a victim here but rather... he had been Seith.

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) A Few Years Ago [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) Both of them move to the very center of Elfheim. Heartless swarming around them every which way. And there, Seith - dressed in full black armor, those demonic horns, and that beautiful cape waving in the wind behind him. He's obviously looking for someone. His mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out. But Morgan knows what he's saying. The man grabs an elf by the arm, asking her something. But when the girl shakes her head, he throws her to the side and continues to search - the heartless immediately swarming the poor woman. Seith - Alastor - looks around and notices what they're looking at, and then turns his sights on Morgan. "Stop it Morgan! This isn't for you to see! Go back! Go..." The scenery changes, as Morgan's mind grabs onto one more memory so tightly woven into Seith's search. That moment where the world started to fall, darkness all around Morgan. Her own experience. Only, she's seeing it from a different perspective. From Alastor's perspective. Rushing towards her amidst the heartless just before they manage to get to her, his hand reaches out desperately. "Morgaaaan!" The man calls out his clawed and gauntleted hands reaching... and helping her open a corridor of darkness just before she leaves. Maybe she saw them. That gray hair and those eyes amidst the swarm of darkness and heartless. That expression in his eyes... that absolute... and utter... Desperation. [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) Years Ago: Moments before the Ritual's Completion[[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Then they're back there, before Cornelia - Alastor in his dark clothing, new tears having formed at the man's eyes who has yet to finish the ritual in its entirety. A man who doesn't yet know what his future will hold; except for one thing. It must be one without Morgan. His head is turned down towards the ground, he dares not stare her in the eyes. He feels ashamed.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) A Few Years Ago [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) THe sight of that man in the fearsome armor, seeming to search for something or someone... Morgan, spying from a distance and invisible to Seith, can see his mouth working as he asks questions of a terrified female Elf. Not getting what he looks for, he tosses her----Morgan cannot watch; her head turns back to the kneeling man before her -- Alastor. He tunes back in at this moment and realizes, with some alarm, what the scene has evolved into! Morgan's eyes widen as he bids her to 'go back', to /not/ see! She opens her mouth to speak, to ask /again/.. to--- The scenery changes again, shifting and morphing into.... yes, this feels familiar. Yet, it is... what is seen here is /not/ of her own perspective. What Morgan can discern now is, much like the previous glimpse.. the theme here is not only that of a world's ruin but also.. of 'searching'. The desperation and pain that is afoot here, as the world spirals into termination, is cloying... Morgan, as she bears witness to it.. feels it so very heavily. It's enough to almost warrant pain that is felt so deeply that she may as well be sick. Heartsick, perhaps. THe cry of 'Morgaaaan!' is piercing... but nowhere near as painfully poignant and striking as... .. that gray hair. Those eyes--- [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) Years Ago: Moments before the Ritual's Completion [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) ... and indeed, they're back. Together before Cornelia, Malachy once again lolling nearby. Morgan's body jolts once, in conjunction with a sharply drawn breath that is akin to the gasp taken when coming up from air, from underwater. Shivering once following this /gauntlet/ of realizations, Morgan looks down at Alastor as he continues to will forth this dreadful magic. She looks upon that very same gray hair; the eyes that are indeed as stricken as those of the armored man's.... as seen in the previous flashback. Alastor looks away from her, and the shame that he resonates with is enough to put the final pieces together for Morgan. She lowers her svelte body down so that she may kneel at Alastor's level, alabaster arms lifting to wrap around his shoulders, forehead pressing against his own. Or, if his hear remains turned, against his temple and nestled into his hair. "You... you became that Shadow Lord... to save me from him---" A feeble nodding of her head in the direction of Malachy's body. "I--is that so...? You meant to free me..." Malachy goes on laying there, looking both fearsome and pitiful... quite the oxymoron.

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Back then - the true past, he'd bid her farewell before ending her memories of himself. But here, this tainted flashback in which she interacts with him... she lays her head to his. It feels so real - her warmth, her hair, all of that laying against him in that moment. This moment feels good - her words showing that she understood his actions, as twisted as they might have been. "You must remain free, Morgan. I can't let you remember, even if I must cast aside more of my life to do it." Alastor answers her. The scene shifts, the flashback ending. Things were too distorted - history being 'overwritten' by Morgan's will and the clash with reality causing [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Now [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) "You mustn't remember, Morgan." Seith tells the elven and beautiful woman, his eyes staring straight at her own. His fingers tremble, and a series of guards suddenly rush the plaza, having taken care of the remaining heartless. Seith looks behind him as the guards shout at him; "Halt! You stop right there, Demon!" They call out at him.

:'''[[Morgan Albaste]] has posed:''' "B--but..." Morgan starts, head tilting downwards just that bit more, the circlet jingling again. Abruptly annoyed by it, Morgan grips it with her fingers and pulls it off of her head without fanfare, throwing it viciously to the side. It lands haphazardly across Malachy's upturned chin, and there it remains.. how symbolic! The lady Elf dips down again, in her attempts to plead with Alastor to reconsider. It's all so real that it doesn't even occur to Morgan that this /is/ a tainted/altered memory... Morgan is so addled in memories returning to her, while others are withheld, that she cannot determine true realities. "Please don't go, please don't do this... we've been through so much. Please, I can take it, I can---" [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) Now [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Abruptly, suddenly... they are back in Cornelia, and Morgan's ears hone in on the sounds of Cornelian guards securing the upper hand. Mayhaps while their master was occupied with Morgan, the strength of the Heartless faltered... the perfect opening. Morgan blinks hard, breathing in the cool air. Gone is the finery of what Malachy had outfitted her in... she stands now in her calm, sedate Cornelian attire. Seith -- for now there is only Seith -- urges her to never remember. But how can she go with these wishes when she was just privy to.... .. Alastor. That name is a benchmark, a point of light in a black void of damaged thoughts. She looks directly into the Shadow Lord's eyes, holding the gaze.. her lips a flat, tremulous line upon her pale face. If she were to pursue the knowledge withheld from her.. would she in turn lay insult to Alastor's sacrifice for her? But at the same time.. how /can/ she just accept this and live her life 'normally'? How. Can. She?! Stricken, Morgan gasps once in surprise as the guards hollar out. "Go--" She utters under her breath to Seith, begging this Shadow Lord to leave as opposed to be caught. "Run. Go--" She begs, for his sake. But one look at her expression tells an unfortunate tale: Morgan will not, cannot, let this go..

:'''[[Seith]] has posed:''' Damnit. Seith turns towards the guards. He could dispose of them, crush them, rip them apart with the magic of gravity. Yet should he bloody these streets before Morgan? Is Cornelia going to be off-limits for this man from here-on out, just to save the woman? And her memories. Some of them had come back. He looks back to her. He wants to seal them again - he wants to seal all of it. To stop her from remembering. But there she is, asking him to... run. Had it been anyone else, he would have laughed... but this girl... [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Flashback [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Malachy grabs hold of the young Morgan before Seith, pulling her with him. Seith tries to strike, but fails... followed by Morgan yelling something at him. To run? To run before Malachy might snuff out his life? [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) Now [[User:Oathkeeper|Oathkeeper]] ([[User talk:Oathkeeper|talk]]) 14:13, 22 May 2013 (CDT) The man turns away from Morgan in his entirety and opens a dark portal before him, and walks through it, looking back to Morgan for one last moment. "You mustn't...." He tells her, and then follows this up with a promise. "I will be back." A promise that he would come back to erase her memories...

Morgan Albaste

2013-05-24T03:55:19Z

Fee: playlist tweaked

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}

== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
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! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; facing/abducted by Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZSzFnVrelo Upon the Wings of Night] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; [[Seith|Alastor]] wipes Morgan's memories.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Morgan's freedom, meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''Moments of reflection regarding Malachy's control.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-05-24T03:43:02Z

Fee: Nuvian (Relationships, Past) linked for imagery.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan (Morgaine)
|lastname=Albaste (Faelwen)
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}

== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
! scope="col" width="150" style="background: #efefef;" | Stats
! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Dark%20Mage%20Nuvian.jpg Nuvian Faelwen]''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-05-24T03:38:21Z

Fee: Housekeeping~

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan
|lastname=Albaste
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}

== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or brilliant commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg] - ''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg] - ''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg] - ''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png] - ''My own work! Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png] - ''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
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|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''Nuvian Faelwen''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-05-22T19:33:13Z

Fee: Recent events, Relationships (Current: Seith), (Past: Alastor)

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan
|lastname=Albaste
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Seeking answers...
}}

== Recent Events ==

With the recent arrival of [[Seith|Seith]] into Cornelia, Morgan has been jolted out of her self-built bastion of stagnant comfort. Now, more than ever, she knows there is more to her life -- ''and memories'' -- than what she has forced herself to believe. Even after the Shadow Lord's departure and desperate plea for her ''"to not remember.."'', Morgan is determined to pursue this matter.

Long story short, Morgan is sick of being in the dark, and now prepares to set out into the world to find more pieces of the puzzle.

She may not like what she finds, but it all starts with Seith.

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A little gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or (predominantly) commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg A Quiet Moment]''' 
''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg The Many Faces Of...]''' 
''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg Pale Frost]''' 
''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg At One With It All]''' 
''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg A Thoughtful Stroll]''' 
''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg Darkness Becomes Her]''' 
''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg Shadow Lord Malachy]''' 
''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner, and uglier.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png His Puppet]''' 
''Yup.. I'm still at it, kids. Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png The Sorceress]''' 
''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
! scope="col" width="150" style="background: #efefef;" | Stats
! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - Present =
== Relationships - OC/FC/NPC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Seith|Seith]]''' - '''(Wary/Intrigued)''' - ''In an attempt to fight this Shadow Lord off when he descended upon Cornelia, Morgan got more than she bargained for. After being cast into flashbacks and urged to 'never remember', Morgan wants more than ever to get to the bottom of who this man is, and why he wants to protect her from herself. In the wake of Seith's departure, Morgan has made it her cause to seek him out again when she is prepared.'' 
"Why do you seek to protect my mind.. are the memories really so grievous that I would fall into ruin upon revisiting them? I must find you again..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - Past =
== Relationships - Past ==

'''[[Seith|Alastor]]''' - '''(Adoration (Past/Pre-Heartless) / Confusion (Present Day/Post-Heartless)''' - ''Once upon a time, before all of this madness with Shadow Lords, Heartless, and the World of Ruin... there had been days of growth and education in Elfheim. A male Elf, the same age as Morgan, had been her peer under the tutelage of the Dark Mage known as Nuvian. Long story short, Morgan had grown up with Alastor in those relatively innocent days, and as a result they became the best of friends. Following Morgan's abduction by Malachy and the resulting months of chaos, the amnesia that followed her freedom from the Shadow Lord's clutches has left Morgan with little recollection of her best friend. It is only the name of 'Alastor' that strums the barest chord of memory in the lady Elf's mind... for now..''

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.''

'''Nuvian Faelwen''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

User:Fee

2013-05-07T17:16:02Z

Fee: I live!

''Nothing fancy, just some notations for the sake of convenience... (and to aide my pea-brain in rememering some points):''

'''EMAIL''': thetamecrow@gmail.com 
'''(PLEASE contact me via this address if there is anything very pressing, or if you need to reach me ASAP. Sometimes I don't get to @mail until it's 'too late', whereas I can access email pretty quickly on my phone... as I am, yes, a nerd with a smartphone.)'''

'''ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES:''' I'm a pretty easygoing person, and long story short I honor consent adamantly. I value your boundaries as both a player and the characters that you play, and in turn I expect the same. That stark disclaimer aside, all-in-all I'm approachable and friendly and if the weirdoes that I play have the potential to enrich your idea(s), by all means ask! I enjoy many avenues of RP, though when it comes to combat please bear with me in these sorts of scenes. Through my RP career I've only had a few 'acquaintances' with coded combat so I'm not quite used to it. Especially on a game where it is so multi-faceted and complex. :)

'''My rating: G -> R'''; swearing and violence do not irk me, but this is not to say that I am signing myself away to any and all dicey scenes that come my way. I consider myself to be a very open-minded RPer, but when it starts to get obscene and TRULY offensive, and on grounds with 'powergaming', then count me out. As for the other end of the spectrum, opposite violence, I'm not shy but prefer to 'fade' at the appropriate point. Thank you for respecting this. <3

'''TIMEZONE:''' Pacific Standard.

'''AVAILABILITY:''' 
'''UPDATE, MAY 7TH/2013''': ''I SURVIVED!! Move finished! Unpacking, nesting, figuring out my new digs... but the tough stuff is done! As it stands, life is still hectic... lots has changed in my personal and professional life, but I can say in full confidence now that I can pick a few days through the week to connect and visit/RP. If I can manage a sporadic visit on any of the 'N/A' days, I will do so.. but I just can't promise those particular days. :)''

(REGARDING Tues/Weds, please note... these days alternate. If I connect Tuesday evening one week, then the Wednesday evening is out... or vice versa. If I'm lucky, I can make it the mornings of both of those days.. but I cannot do both in a row. The best thing to do is plan in advance.. please contact me via email (best option) or @mail in-game and we can set something up. Sunday is a pretty solid day, though it cannot run TOO late as I typically work early on Monday morning.)

'''Monday:''' N/A 
'''Tuesday:''' Available after 4pm PST. '''(See note above)''' 
'''Wednesday:''' Available after 4pm PST. '''(See note above)''' 
'''Thursday:''' Tentatively available. ''(This is a 'weird' day.. sometimes I work, sometimes I don't.. playing it by ear mostly.)'' 
'''Friday:''' N/A 
'''Saturday:''' N/A 
'''Sunday:''' Available after 4pm PST, until 10pm PST at latest.

'''THE WEIRDOES:''' 
'''[[Morgan_Albaste|Morgan Albaste]]''' - Only /very/ few will recognize Morgan's predecessor concept, ''Fiell Chambliss'', from the now defunct FFMUSH. My stint on that game was '''very''' short.. barely a drop in the bucket compared to the oldbies. Still, I came away from that game with a few new friendships and for that, I am glad. Here on Final Kingdoms, Morgan is derived from Fiell but with a decidedly 'meaner' background. Rewind to 2006 when another defunct game, Fantasy Legends, existed. Also a KH/FF blend, I played a Morgan and Malachy set (V.1) over there too. In the porting of their concept to FK, I of course wanted to tone down the melodramtics a bit... but still leave that level of forebode. While Morgan V.1 was 'younger' and far more twisted, this darker, elegant take is more subdued in her turmoil.

Morgan can mesh well with most scenes I figure.. though she isn't one who wanders without much of a cause ICLY. More often than not she returns 'home' to Cornelia, but isn't above going where she is required (or asked ICLY). She /can/ be subjected to lighthearted RP, but it takes some IC prying to get her to 'let her hair down', so to speak.

'''[[Sassaral|Sassaral]]''' - Admittedly, I didn't intend to take on an alt.. not so quickly after acquiring Morgan. But the possibility of exploring this concept proved too tantalising due to the fact that I play her big sister, Saiishuke, elsemu*. Anyone who frequents ''Final Fantasy MUX'' may recognize that jumble of a name from the WHO list! Saiishuke has existed since June of 2010 and ICLY, she mourns the loss of Sassaral ''(only a little girl in that setting, and the one who was killed)''. But honestly, I've always wanted to see things from Sassaral's POV.. what if the roles were reversed?

Case in point, porting Sassy over to FK! She is in no way tied to the 'AU setting' of Saiishuke over FFMUX way; in this case, Sassaral is the one who lived while Saiishuke lost her life. It's an interesting and macabre twist. But honestly? I apped Sassaral to be a carefree foil to Morgan and all of her demons and restrictions. That, and I just wanted to toss together the ironic pairing of a white mage and berserker into one small girl. I see her as a character that I can just 'throw' into many a scenario.. she'll be my token 'world wanderer'. c___Ca

Morgan Albaste

2013-04-29T01:21:16Z

Fee: How.. did I miss these piddly mistakes.. c.c

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan
|lastname=Albaste
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Doing a great impression of a hermit, in Cornelia.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Unsettled by past events as experienced on the Tramdine Fens ''(regarding Heartless)'', Morgan has since sequestered herself away in Cornelia as she 'figures everything out'. A grand, difficult task of course.... but for now, she keeps busy with commissioned seamwork and tailoring.

''(RP Footnote: Working on a project for [[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo]], backscene paused.)''

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Morgan is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A little gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or (predominantly) commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg A Quiet Moment]''' 
''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg The Many Faces Of...]''' 
''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg Pale Frost]''' 
''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg At One With It All]''' 
''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg A Thoughtful Stroll]''' 
''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg Darkness Becomes Her]''' 
''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg Shadow Lord Malachy]''' 
''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner, and uglier.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png His Puppet]''' 
''Yup.. I'm still at it, kids. Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png The Sorceress]''' 
''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
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|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzaga''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - OC/FC =
== Relationships - OC/FC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - NPC =
== Relationships - NPC ==

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.

'''Nuvian Faelwen''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-04-29T01:17:53Z

Fee: Quick fix.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan
|lastname=Albaste
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Doing a great impression of a hermit, in Cornelia.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Unsettled by past events as experienced on the Tramdine Fens ''(regarding Heartless)'', Morgan has since sequestered herself away in Cornelia as she 'figures everything out'. A grand, difficult task of course.... but for now, she keeps busy with commissioned seamwork and tailoring.

''(RP Footnote: Working on a project for [[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo]], backscene paused.)''

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Morgan is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A little gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or (predominantly) commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg A Quiet Moment]''' 
''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg The Many Faces Of...]''' 
''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg Pale Frost]''' 
''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg At One With It All]''' 
''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg A Thoughtful Stroll]''' 
''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg Darkness Becomes Her]''' 
''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg Shadow Lord Malachy]''' 
''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner, and uglier.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png His Puppet]''' 
''Yup.. I'm still at it, kids. Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png The Sorceress]''' 
''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
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|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - OC/FC =
== Relationships - OC/FC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - NPC =
== Relationships - NPC ==

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.

'''Nuvian Faelwen''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-04-03T16:39:52Z

Fee: Relationships (PC), new section: Her Pack ... done for now!

{{Character Infobox
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|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Sassaral is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Her Pack=
==Side-notes on Sassaral's Wolf Pack==

Sassaral's coloration in her Hume and Wolf forms hold a degree of congruency, and there is a reason for this: her pack. The wolf pack from whence Sassaral came was situated in a relatively recluse part of Wonderland. Specifically: a low valley, filled with golden fields and fertile land. There had also been a moderately sized lake, fed by a small river leading into the sea.

The pack was large enough to be diverse in mated pairs but small in comparison to some other packs that were settled throughout the world. This often resulted in members of Sassaral's wolf pack having to seek out mates from neighboring packs.

However, there was still a very strong presence of that which made these salt-of-the-earth wolves distinct:

'''Typical Jobs''': Farmers, hunters, carpenters, artisans. 
'''Taboos''': Mages ''(tolerated, but met with nervousness)'', aggressive warriors ''(this pack was peaceful)'', thieves ''(rare instances were often killed/exiled)''

'''Key Physical Features''': Hair and fur colors were mainly of 'warm' colorations... auburn, mahogany, fiery red, hues of brown, honey-gold, strawberry blonde. Skin tones, for hume forms, were often imbued with a slight tan. Eye colors ranged from gold, crimson, brown, hazel and green.

'''Physical Exceptions''': Save for foreign wolves coming into the pack by way of adoption or one half of a mated pair (and the children reared), there weren't many instances of silver, white or black haired/furred wolves.

'''Notable Wolves''': 
* Rupei the Elder ''(Mage, received with mixed feelings but nonetheless a holder of status due to her sheer age before she was killed.)''

''(Pending)''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - '''(Fond/Awe)''' - ''Prior to their actual meeting in the kitchen at Fluorgis, Sassaral had only heard tale of 'another wolf' in the midst. Her skeptical response had been well and thoroughly dashed when, in said kitchen, she encountered Skoll while he made some breakfast! By sheer innocence Sassaral remained ignorant to the 'differences' inherant in this mysterious wolf, and it was all she could do to share breakfast with Skoll and come to know that no, she is NOT alone.'' 
"I... I can't believe it! He has been so good to me.. too good! H--have I now found a brother in this scary world...?

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
|-
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/LilWolf.png Concept Full-Body]''' 
''(Another one of my scribbles... speedpainted, a rough look at Sassy as-a-whole. Nothing fancy or detailed.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-04-03T16:16:04Z

Fee: Relationships (NPC) expanded

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Sassaral is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - ''(Opinion pending upon scene completion. So far: Fond)''

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Prior to her death, Saiishuke had been both a skilled huntress and by contrast, a wonderful songstress. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Sallarai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older brother, who was rapidly following in the footsteps of their father by way of a vested interest in the land and how best to work it. Before his death, the adolescent Sallarai nurtured a knack for carpentry.. and this made up for the boy's difficulties in hunting (was too impulsive). Sassaral and Sallarai got along well enough, with the typical brother-sister squabbles... but though he loved her til' the abrupt end of his days, Sallarai was unnerved by his little sister's lessons with elder Rupei.''

'''Solilai''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's father, who had been a harvestman and alternatively, an expert hunter. Like many in the valley wolf pack, he lived for the land and had been very skilled in reaping it's boons. Solilai, seen by some as a no-nonsense and occasionally hardened man, nonetheless harbored a soft spot for his youngest girl, Sassaral.. even in the wake of the girl exploring the oddity known as 'magic'. He tried his best to rescue others in the pack, before Omega wiped the village away with a single blow.''

'''Kinverra''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's mother, who had been a medicine woman and devout mother to her 'pups'. While she sought to pass on her lore of herbs to her daughter, she was one of few who condoned Sassaral's lessons in the arcane by way of the ancient wolf, Rupei.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
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|Magical Attack Power|| Average
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
</center>

=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
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|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
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|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Physical Evasion||Above Average
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|Magical Evasion||Below Average
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|Physical Defense||Above Average
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|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
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=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/LilWolf.png Concept Full-Body]''' 
''(Another one of my scribbles... speedpainted, a rough look at Sassy as-a-whole. Nothing fancy or detailed.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-04-03T16:02:58Z

Fee: BG notes adjusted, at-a-glance section edited.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Sassaral is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

'''(OOC: BG kept concise for ease of reading.. more in-depth version to be posted soon on a side-page.)'''

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of the three children born to mated pair Kinverra and Solilai, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs.

Life was good to the wolf pack that was settled in low valleys and golden fields; they were made distinct by their pelts of ruddy red, brown and honey gold. Sassaral and her family, like many of the wolves that comprised this small pack, were a salt-of-the-earth sort who worked hard, hunted hard.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - ''(Opinion pending upon scene completion. So far: Fond)''

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
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|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
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|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
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|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
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=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
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<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
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=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''(Hume:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''(Wolf:)''' 
'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Fur:''' A ruddy red (mahogany), with a touch of gilt coloration in sunlight. Tail tip and bell are of a cream coloration. 
'''Distinguishing features:''' ... she's a big frickin' humanoid wolf, likely on a rampage. That should suffice! 
'''Favored attire:'''Liiiiikely shredded at this point. 
'''Short description:''' A large, bi-pedal humanoid wolf; svelte shape with curves marking her as female. Red-furred with twin braids of darker brown hair crowning a lupine head. 
'''Manner:''' Pissed off! 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/LilWolf.png Concept Full-Body]''' 
''(Another one of my scribbles... speedpainted, a rough look at Sassy as-a-whole. Nothing fancy or detailed.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Sassaral

2013-03-25T04:03:47Z

Fee: Recent events for lil wolf, too. Nothing exciting

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Sassaral
|lastname=
|image=Sassybitty.jpg
|age=17, looks a bit younger (16)
|caption=
|species=Werewolf
|sex=Female
|height=5'3"
|weight=Slight
|series=Final Fantasy Unlimited
|styles=White Mage (Human), Berserker (Wolf)
|hometown=Wonderland
|alignment=Forces of Restoration
|group=Shard Seekers{{!}}Shard Seekers
|occupation=Errand Girl, Healer.
|themesong=[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds]''' © Yoshida Brothers
|quote="Hold on, I have something for that...!"
|footer=Sassaral currently calls Fluorgis home.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Life, for this little wolf, has remained quite docile. Well, as 'docile' as things can get in this crazy world! Sassaral has been between Fluorgis and Rabanastre, running errands and keeping as busy as possible. By now the girl has found her niche, and has regained every bit of the vitality she had lost during her transition into the World of Ruin.

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Sassaral is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

With her world, family and pack lost to her via catastrophic means, one would think Sassaral's spirit to be broken indefinitely. Not the case. Though she misses her loved ones greatly and thinks herself (as a werewolf) to be alone in this world, Sassaral was raised to be strong and optimistic. Mind you, in the wake of a world and race's destruction.. optimism is a /pretty/ big order! Sassaral still has her sad moments; her points of reflection. But for the most part she does her very best to present an honest, sweet face to the world. Her loved ones would want her to do so.

To encounter Sassaral in the street is to happen upon a rather chipper, well-meaning girl. Given to laughing and crying openly and easily, she wears her heart upon her sleeve but shouldn't be mistaken as flimsy. Seen easily in the girl's eyes, there is much intelligence to be spoken for, and when faced with a task she tackles it gusto. This makes her a reliable presence when help is asked of her.

In the meantime, when the need arises in her, the self-sufficient Sassaral is given to travelling and exploring. At present she calls no city or town 'home'.

'''Skills''': ''Survivor, Omega Wolf, Healing Mojo, No It's Not Hormones It's Just a Wolf Side, Sassaral SMASH, Genuinely Sweet and Helpful, Throws a Mean Punch, Small Girl Big Appetite, Beware Sad Puppy Eyes, Eases The Pain, Likes Being Busy.''

== Personality Overview ==

Sassaral was raised to love and be loved. While her immediate family hadn't subscribed much to the art of magic, as a little girl Sassaral came into the influence of one of the pack elders and it had been through that werewolf that her seed of holy magic had been nurtured. The result of these years of training is a girl who absolutely, /positively/ strives to see the goodness in others /and/ do well by them. To those she outright cares for, whether peers or family, Sassaral exhibits an almost slavish devotion. She just cannot comprehend anyone (or thing) she cares about stumbling into 'hard times'. This could be both endearing or, to those who do not like to be coddled.. almost annoying. But, Sassaral means well.

Despite her need to people-please, Sassaral is a fairly confident girl. While her siblings (all missing and/or presumed dead) were more aloof and shy, it had been Sassaral who was always the first to step forward, to say hello.. etcetera. While not one to place much stock in conceit, Sassaral meanwhile knows that she is a healthy, vibrant girl and it shows in her every mannerism. She is in possession of a personality that can change from polite and calm to playfulness in a heartbeat. She is unafraid of indulging in the 'simple' things in life.. and when one isn't looking, nothing beats a run in the forest as a wolf.

She is very sociable, to boot... not one to hide away by herself, Sassral thrives in crowds and each and every person she meets -- be it a kind soul or otherwise -- is likened to an adventure. Coming from a group of beings who were both communal and pack orientated, it only makes sense that Sassaral longs for company. This is a good thing but, alternatively... somewhat bad. Sassaral, when devoid of contact with others for /too/ long, becomes skittish and upset.. almost desperate. That is just the wolf in her.

Still, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sassaral feels things deeply, and sadness touches her to the very core. When she cannot 'ease the pain', whether physically or emotionally, the girl dwells upon it. To tell her an upsetting story is to, perhaps, leave her pondering and fretting for days after. As for anger, Sassaral /is/ capable of it, though this is the one emotion that she tries to keep at bay, at all costs. She wears her heart on her sleeve and will gladly laugh -- or cry -- freely.

But what, you ask, /does/ anger mean for this girl? Anger, felt as a hume, is a worrisome thing for Sassaral. She goes out of her way to not let people push her, but when things get grievous she has no choice but to tangibly address her anger and approach it via her.... 'other half'. Her 'wolf' form.

In direct contrast to her behavior as a hume, the wolfish Sassaral walks the line between civility and rage. Berserk status, or something akin to it, is never too far off and though she has control over herself in this form, it doesn't take much provoking to send her off the deep end. In this bipedal, hulking form Sassaral gives herself over well and wholly to rage.... and it is something that the girl tries to avoid, unless truly necessary. She does not like what she becomes... but to note, it is one of her very best defenses.

All-in-all, if one overlooks the other half of Sassaral's existence, she is simply a big-hearted, sweet girl who wants to make the best of her time in this world. She upholds the secretive mission of trying to track down any survivors of her family and clan.. but she's not holding her breath. A sad thought, but Sassaral tries her best to keep positive.

=Possessions=
==Possessions==

'''(Pending)'''

=Trivia=
==Trivia==

* Envisioned voice actresses: (ENG to be determined), [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMEiIz9Xz5o Yamazaki Wakana] (JP)

* Name pronunciation: pretty much sounds the way it's spelled... ''Sass - ah - ral''. Though, her people sometimes elected to use ''Sass - erell'', speaking it fairly quickly.

* Don't let the diminuitive size fool you, Sassaral can throw a punch and eat like a horse. Being a werewolf, she has a very demanding metabolism... and a way to see a 'grumpy' Sassaral is to starve her. On the flipside, she derives energy from that which she eats and her body, a finely-tuned machine of digestion, makes the very best of what she eats.

* Sassaral rarely experiences indigestion. Again, epic werewolf ironguts.

* In conjunction to the previous points, the girl is a pretty decent cook. No gourmet chef, but that good sniffer has to account for something. She will try almost anything, as well, when it comes to foodstuffs.

* Favorite snacks: Beef jerky, bacon, almonds, any manner of 'tart' fruit.. whether berries (cranberries) or citric (she loves oranges) 
Favorite meals: Hearty stews (ie. beef barley) and/or chicken noodle soup. 
Dislikes: Shellfish, celery.

* The kid is an affection junkie. She loves nothing more than to be held and hugged; in turn, she is affectionate with those she trusts. Strangers receive ready handshakes and touches to the shoulder or wrists, but Sassaral knows when Not To Touch by way of observing body language.

* Seeing people and/or creatures running does not instill into Sassaral a need to chase and hunt but rather, makes her extremely anxious.

* Though she has not been blessed with an excess of feminine curves, Sassaral harbors little to no insecurity over the matter. She is content in her own skin and sees superficial longings as a 'waste of her brainpower'. Raised around all manner of peers, of all shapes and sizes, the girl is not at all superficial.

* Hidden beneath the copious over-sized dresses is, in fact, a proportionately fluffy wolf's tail! This appendage grows when she shifts to her berserker form. As for her ears, Sassaral keeps them hidden within her tresses. They are mildly tapered, though not as overtly as an Elf's.

* Noteworthy irrational fear? Though she enjoys close-quarters with others, Sassaral can be somewhat claustrophobic. She hates being bound and/or pushed into corners.

* Speaking of fluffy dresses, Sassaral loves 'em. She doesn't let on much about it to others, but lil' wolf loves to dress up and she has an eye for flouncy, cute ensembles. While she harbors enjoyment for such things, the girl is frugal and she would be hard-pressed to spend the money. Still, Sassaral is not above window-shopping and dreaming~

=Background=
==Background Summary==

===I. Golden Fields===

In a recluse corner of the multi-faceted world known as Wonderland, in a tiny realm inhabited by werewolf folk, Sassaral came into being. The youngest out of three children, the little girl had been raised by parents who were stable in both body and mind. She had two older siblings: the eldest, a sister known as Saiishuke and the 'middle' child, Sallarai. Life wasn't all milk and honey as indeed, siblings fight and life throws curveballs. Life happened.

But for the most part, little Sassral had been so well and thoroughly adored by her kith and kin; her pack. Days were spent in golden fields, running in the mornings and losing herself in the wilderness... though never left to wander /too/ far. Sassaral, though of an unorthodox race, grew up enjoying all of the fancies that many little girls favored. She sang, she danced.. and when she became old enough to consider her innate gifts and desires, the child nurtured a profound love for helping others. A calling toward the art of holy, pure magic had arisen in her, and as the girl had grown this gift was nurtured by her elders.

More than anything, Sassaral enjoyed seeing the strain leave one's face, when any manner of 'pain' is relieved. While her sister had been an artisan, given to song and dance.. and her brother both a hunter and builder, Sassaral branched off into a more arcane calling. With the support of her family, and the teachings of one werewolf in particular -- a nigh-ancient medicine woman known as Rupei -- the little girl approached adolescence with a knack (and passion) for curative magic. Life, for Sassaral had been busy and comfortable... perhaps even a bit predictable.

That suited her just fine.

===II. Rip and Tear===

As many stories go, there is always a 'pivotal' point.. be it a silver lining in difficult beginnings or alternatively, an idyllic life being undermined by tragedy. Unfortunately Sassaral's tale leans moreso toward the latter, and upon the girl's comfortable transition into adolescence /everything/ hit the fan. It had been on a clear day; a day that began to unfold like the countless many before it. A touch of warmth, the twinkling reflection of the sunlight upon the water, fellow wolves savoring routine...

.. and abruptly, catastrophically, the skies darkened and before most knew what was upon them, the wolves' village was decimated by an entity. Those who weren't in the line of fire for Omega's first strike had only the barest chance to run, and as the fragment carried on with it's blind, destructive search others fell. Sassaral, bid to run for her life by her family, very reluctantly took that desperate chance. Her parents already decimated, Sassaral and her siblings made for the edge of their village. Sallarai had been the first to fall, his sturdy boy's body wiped out by Omega's flailing. Next, had been Saiishuke.. but Sassaral's elder sister had been instrumental in the younger werewolf surviving.. almost miraculously.

Before the next strike, as both girls ran, Saiishuke had forcibly shoved Sassaral from behind and down a rather steep, grassy incline. The last thing Sassaral witnessed before falling into that rut in the earth was that of Saiishuke being decimated. For awhile, Sassaral knew nothing more. When she closed her eyes and saw darkness, surely it was the blackness of death...

===III. By the Skin of Her Teeth===

.. the best way to describe Sassaral's survival. For a day and night the girl laid partially buried in the shattered earth of her homeworld; her village destroyed, most of her people destroyed, and even the lake razed dry. When the girl opened her eyes once again, however.. it hadn't been emptiness awaiting her.. but.. some manner of room.

A small, dark, 'mechanical' space throughout which a dull thrum resonated.

An engine..?

Heartsick and broken, Sassaral had awoken upon the Interdimensional Train. An enigmatic machine (entity?) that, ironically, bore a piece of the very calamity that destroyed the girl's people and home! Driven by that 'portion' of Omega, as the train crossed over the ruined world of the decimated werewolves, it had been by sheer fluke that the girl laying amidst the desolation be spotted by one of the wayward souls riding the craft. Or.. had it been the train itself...? The strange sort of 'consciousness' that the machine exhibited..?

Was there even a real /reason/ behind collecting this lone girl? In so diverse and strange a world as Wonderland, when did all thought have to be logical..?

Rather quickly after this stop, the Train moved on.. continuing it's steady journey amidst the individual worlds of Wonderland. Sassaral, lost, confused and heartsick, remained inconspicuous and kept a low profile during the journey. In some remote part of the Interdimensional Train, the little werewolf slept.. was too exhausted to even contemplate her next course of action, let alone what world she could seek out as refuge.

===IV. Conclusion===

''(NOTE: Another note.. it is stated upon the wiki that the Interdimensional Train crashed during the merging of worlds. It does not state exactly 'where'.. would it have been in the Darkness? World of Ruin? I didn't imply much in this section in regards to 'where', bnut tried to indicate heavily that Sassaral found her way to The Crossroads by way of worldly portals and her own volition.)''

Bearing a piece of Omega at it's helm, which therefore operated the Train itself, undoubtedly the other pieces that composed the entity saw to it to harass the Train at every turn. This would not spell out the Train's ultimate undoing, alas... for it had been the monumental meshing of worlds -- and the maddening whirlwind of magic -- that disrupted the Train's journey and sent it crashing down into a 'new' world.

To cap off Sassaral's murky, peculiar journey.. from the comfort of family to the mismatched surroundings of a new world... the girl departed the vicinity downed Train and stepped forth into the something especially curious: a sort of.. portal. Thinking herself to have nothing left to lose -- and admittedly, wondering how she was still /alive/ -- the addled werewolf stepped forth...

.. upon The Crossroads. It wouldn't be long until Sassaral's vacillation ended, and she set off blindly into the world by way of the strange portals...

=Relationships (OC/FC)=
==Relationships (OC/FC)==

'''(OOC: A blurb and quote on how people jibe with Sassy! A note, too; if you and Sassy have ICLY met but only at-a-glance (no further interaction), please take no offense if you're not up here right away. She just needs more of an opportunity to get to know you. <3)'''

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''One of two helpful individuals who happened upon Sassaral in the barren desert near Fluorgis. Sassaral had little time to forge much of an opinion of the Ember Knight before passing out due to exhaustion... especially after she tried to heal some of Katyna's wounds.'' 
"Who dealt you such a grievous wound...? Sorry I couldn't be of much help.."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''During her recovery at Fluorgis, Sassaral spied this Knight on many an occasion. During the 'flower-picking' escapade in the Golmore Jungle, she really got to see him in action! Though she has yet to come to know Ivo better, Sassaral thinks kindly enough of him.'' 
"Did I do something amusing..?" *O_O*; 
(^- Regarding Ivo's amusement, at her tail wagging beneath the hem of her dress.)

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Fond/Shy)''' - ''Having also been present to find Sassaral wandering tired and sickly in a desert, Reize came to the werewolf's aide along with Katyna. The boy surprised Sassaral with his knightly code, but she wasn't able to consider it for long before falling into unconsciousness. Since then a few encounters in Fluorgis -- ''mostly in the gardens'' -- have resulted in moments of cute fluster for this hapless little werewolf and the boy adventurer.'' 
"I'm not offended, honest... it was an accident, afterall.." *.___.*;;;

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang]]''' - ''(Opinion pending upon scene completion. So far: Fond)''

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Fond)''' - ''Sassaral met Zia upon returning to the girls' dorms in Fluorgis, one day. An amicable conversation followed between werewolf and gargress, through which each came to know of the other. It had also been through Zia that Sassaral came to know of the existance of another werewolf! As it stands, Sassaral is acutely curious of the fair gargress, and can very easily call her a friend.'' 
"What a striking being you are! Are all gargoyles so neat looking..? I hope you stick around Fluorgis!"

=Relationships (NPC)=
==Relationships (NPC)==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Saiisnip.png Saiishuke]''' - '''(Love/Deceased)''' - ''Sassaral's older sister, and the one who -- through a brash, yet simple action -- saved the girl's life. Along with the rest of Sassaral's family and peers, Saiishuke had been swiftly destroyed by Omega's carnage. Though she harbors equal love for all members of her lost family, it is Saiishuke whom Sassaral misses terribly. She tries not to let on, but to allow her thoughts to drift toward her doomed sister fills Sassaral with acute sadness.''

'''Rupei''' - '''(Respect/Deceased)''' - ''Old as dirt even before being decimated by Omega, Rupei had been a pack elder and a somewhat controversial prescence. Shunned by some for her arcane ways and proclivity for 'magic', it had been Sassaral who gave the old woman more than just a wary greeting. It was from Rupei that the girl acquired her knowledge of white magic, and truly found a calling. Sassaral misses the old wolf, but takes comfort in knowing she had led an extensive, full life.''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Two Sides of a Coin:''' Sassaral must trade two sets of abilities between forms, and she suffers consequences as a result. As a girl (mage), she is small and easy to physically beat around... but obviously, magic is a boon. As a wolf (berserker), there is no magical know-how... there is only brute force and a very short fuse that can push Sassaral into erratic behavior... but the strength and staying power is a boon.

'''Sensitive:''' Sassaral is hurt easily, and dwells for quite some time as a result. As noted already, she gets squirrelly when left without social contact for a Very Long Time (ie. a week at most) .. so therefore this alludes to a fear of being abandoned. She cares greatly about how people perceive her, despite her sense of self-worth.. and this can be quite the drawback.

'''Elemental: Darkness:''' If Sassaral were to have an elemental affinity, of course it would be Holy. Naturally one would consider Holy's polar opposite to be the girl's weakness.. which /is/ true. Not only does dark-aligned magic sting, but it's nefarious nature can affect her wolfish half and very effectively ensnare it or lead it to madness.

'''Elemental: Fire:''' Fire instills in Sassaral immense fear, when it is cast magically. Even huge naturally-occuring blazes frighten her, and as a result of her emotional turmoil in regards to this elemental, Fire-aligned attacks harm her acutely.

'''Poison:''' When successfully administered via cast magic or other means (injection, tainted weapon, etc), Sassaral experiences a rough time as a result of these detrimental effects. Attacks of this nature frightens Sassaral, and though she has the curative magic to soothe such maladies it troubles her immensely when she becomes inflicted.

'''Impressionable:''' Strong, confident personalities make Sassaral stand at attention. This can be beneficial, for if a good-hearted, strong-willed individual seeks to influence Sassaral there is no question of her being receptive. However! Should those with darker designs impose a confident will upon the girl --- ie. an Alpha mannerism -- she could very well be sucked in. This is all due to, you guessed it... her wolf.

'''Swimming:''' As it stands, Sassaral does not know how to swim. Though she enjoyed a very full, active childhood... for whatever reason, she could never bring herself to go into the lake near her village or any other body of water that covers the top of her head. Somewhere along the lines of her childhood, 'Something' (woooOOOoo...) happened to sour the girl's thoughts of swimming. Save for bathing, Sassaral does not tread deep water if she can help it; not if she runs the risk of being submerged. Sassaral is nearly phobic when it comes to the thought of drowning, and one can only wonder when and if she will every learn how to truly swim. When it comes to putting her feet in water or sitting on a beach, however, Sassaral is comfortable.

=Abilities=
==Abilities - In and Out of Combat==

'''Shapeshift (Hume/Wolf):''' Should she ever find another of her kind, Sassaral is able to shift between forms upon looking into their eyes. In the meantime however, any manner of reflective surface -- typically a mirror -- shall do! Upon doing just that, as a girl, Sassaral morphs into a humanoid wolf. Though she acquires a couple more inches in height, the most substantial gain is to be found in a bulking up of musculature, the acquisition of fierce teeth and claws, and amplified senses. When not in action (ie. battles) Sassaral can maintain this form for a couple of hours before tiring out. However, should she fly off the handle and fight, she is typically left absolutely wiped out. Sassaral's 'wolf' is her last defense, and not frequently employed.

'''Enhanced Strength (Wolf):''' Exclusive to Sassaral's wolf form. While as a hume girl she is petite and not much to flinch at, when wearing her moreso 'furry' guise Sassaral jettisons all magical knowhow and pours all of her energy into beating the Fates-fearing snot out of targets. She goes from flimsy to brick sh*thouse, and in the short time that this form is available to her Sassaral takes advantage of this.

'''Enhanced Senses - Smell, Taste, Sound:''' Strong enough as a girl, especially acute as a wolf. Of the three, Sassaral's sense of smell proves to be the strongest in either form.

'''Endurance:''' As a girl, Sassaral can run and jump until the cows come home. She can handle repetitive activities with little duress. The same extends ten-fold to her wolf form, though the key difference is her ability to have the stuffing beaten out of her.. whereas, as a girl, Sassaral falls easily. Should Sassaral receive grievous injury as a wolf and is not healed immediately, when she shifts /back/ she is left in a world of pain.

'''Locomotion:''' Sassaral is very limber as a girl, and is able to run and jump effectively. As a wolf, this is of course amplified, and powerful legs grant her excellent mobility in leaping and sprinting.

'''Resistance - Natural Illnesses:''' Sassaral enjoys a very strong immune system, and due to this she has a much easier time fighting off naturally occurring illnesses.. even keeping them away in the first place. Poison status as inflicted via magic or artificial means can still reap havoc upon her, however.

'''Resistance - Cold:''' Sassaral holds up very well against frigid temperatures. In both forms her body temperature runs much higher than what is commonplace for Humes, therefore she can buffer chilliness quite well. She is almost always warm to the touch, and those who do not know any better may think her to be feverish.

'''Pain Tolerance:''' Applicable to both forms... Sassaral is able to 'suck it up' when she is in immense discomfort. Though admirable in hume form, as expected wolf!Sassaral can weather grievous levels of pain.

'''Empathy:''' A nod to Sassy's white mage calling.. the ability to be acutely perceptive in gauging peoples' moods.. most typically, their upsets. Sassaral has pretty good judgement, and is very adept at reading body language and reactions. Even through touch, the girl is able to tell when things 'aren't entirely right', to which she can respond accordingly.

=Combat Details - Style I=
==Combat Details - Style I (Hume/White Mage)==

''Sassaral's typical form; the hume guise that she shows to the world and strives to maintain. As expected she is both a strong healer and dealer of beneficial Buffs. She is a peace-loving soul, but she nonetheless packs a few offensive Holy-aligned spells.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Below Average
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Average
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Above Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Average
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|Magical Evasion||Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
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|Magical Defense||Amazing
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'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Magic Barrier 
Potion

'''Capabilities:''' 

Bright Eyes 
Healer 
White Mushroom 
Rock Solid

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Esuna''' - 0 - ''Does away with those pain-in-the-butt Debuffs!'' '''(BUFF: Esuna)''' 
'''Cure''' - 3 - ''Primary level of curative magic.'' 
'''Cura''' - 5 - ''Second-tier curative magic, plain and simple.'' 
'''Curaga''' - 8 - ''Third-tier healing goodness.'' 
'''Curaja''' - 10 - ''Fourth-tier! Begone, pain!'' 
'''Empowerment''' - 0 - ''An enchantment that empowers a target, raising a random 'stat'.'' '''(BUFF: Bless)''' 
'''Regen''' - 0 - ''Bestows the incrimental health (HP) gain.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Pearl''' - 4 - '' Low level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Holy''' - 6 - ''Mid-level Holy elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Soul Fire''' - 0 - ''Bolsters magical defense; heightens white mages' magical potency.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Defense Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: White Haze''' - 8 - ''High-level Holy elemental damage, that also compromises Burst costs.'' '''(TYPE: Super Balanced; DEBUFF: Silence)''' 
'''LIMIT: Wall''' - 0 - ''A benevolent enchantment that amplifies a target's defenses.'' '''(TYPE: Super Buffing; BUFFS: Physical Defense Up and Magical Defense Up)'''
</center>

=Combat Details - Style II=
==Combat Details - Style II (Wolf/Berserker)==

''Used only in situations of emotional duress and/or emergency circumstances. Sassaral is very self-conscious of the beast that she becomes, upon looking in a mirror... but when the going gets tough, the beastly, brutish side of this small girl can come in handy. While favoring magic as a girl, by inverse Sassaral subscribes moreso to 'might' in this humanoid wolf form. It is to be noted that she cannot hold this form extensively.. while at rest, she can manage two hours at most. But in battle? Either until K.O, or approximately 40 IC minutes. Curative magic is jettisoned, replaced by the profound ability to beat the fates-fearing crap out of prone targets.''

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|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Bad
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Below Average
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Below Average
|-
|Physical Defense||Above Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Below Average
|-
|}

<center>
'''Bursts:''' 

Rave 
Unlimited! 
Haste 
Lucky Striker

'''Capabilities:''' 

Close Combat 
Ground Fighter 
Stalwart 
Roulette

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Raise the Hackles''' - 0 - ''Getting angreh... =_='' '''(BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''Claw Swipe''' - 5 - ''With a swipe of mighty claws, Sassaral tries to knock an opponent down.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Sonic Howl''' - 6 - ''Partly physical, partly magical... an ear-splitting howl that buffets a target with raw magic and may stun.'' '''(TYPE: Flashy; DEBUFF: Stun)''' 
'''Endurance''' - 0 - ''A technique that restores health incrimentally.'' '''(BUFF: Regen)''' 
'''Bite and Shake''' - 8 - ''A brutish technique, self explanatory!'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking)''' 
'''Intimidation''' - 0 - ''The lowering of a target's physical defenses.'' '''(DEBUFF: Physical Defense Down )''' 
'''Throat Grab''' - 5 - ''Comboed with the following attack, Sassaral grabs a target by the throat, lifts them up....'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Up)''' 
'''Body Slam''' - 7 - '' ... and throws them back down! Choke-slam!'' '''(MOVEMENT: Knock Down)''' 
'''Throw Stuff''' - 4 - ''Self explanatory... the heaving of lesser items at a target, ie. rocks, smaller chairs, small appliances... etc etc. c__c;;'' '''(TYPE: Quick; BUFF: Physical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Throw Heavier Stuff''' - 8 - ''Similar to the previous... only bigger scale: tables, stumps, BIGGER rocks....!'' 
'''LIMIT: She-Wolf Smackdown''' - 10 - ''Sassaral beats the living crap out of a target... all the while growing angrier and stronger.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Physical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Slaughter Defenses''' - 0 - ''By way of a strange force, a target's physical defenses are compromised.'' '''(TYPE: Super Effective; DEBUFFS: Physical Defense Down and Physical Evasion Down)'''
</center>

=At a Glance=
==At a Glance==

'''Eyes''': Amber'' 
'''Hair:''' Dark 'chocolate' brown with reddish highlights; no discernable part atop head, hair is pulled back into two low-hanging (butt-length) ponytails. Pieces frame her face; style is rather carefree. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, slightly tanned.'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Eyes, elongated canine teeth, tapered ears (usually hidden in hair). 
'''Favored attire:'''Practical, loose-fitting stuff... colorful dresses and alternatively, tunics and slacks. Sassaral dresses predominantly for ease of movement. 
'''Short description:''' A pretty, healthy girl who is of a petite (spritely) build. Loose-fitting attire has a bohemian aspect to it. Has a very approachable look about her. 
'''Manner:''' Friendly, gregarious, lively. 
'''Favored elements:''' Holy ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Helpful 
• Affectionate 
• Trust-worthy 
• Dutiful 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Naive 
• Separation Anxiety 
• Sensitive 
• Trusts too easily 

=Timeline=
==Timeline==

''OOC: More for reference, a brief layout of Sassy's IC experiences.)''

• Sassaral is revived, and deposited into the World of Ruin. Terrified and alone, she ends up wandering aimlessly. Stubborness and fear leave Sassaral tired and worn out. She continues to drift...

• Collapsing in the heat of the Dalmascan sands, Sassaral is soon discovered by Reize and Katyna. Gathered up, she is taken to Fluorgis -- the stronghold of the Shard Seekers -- and it is there that the little wolf recuperates. For days, and days. Throughout this process, she comes to know the routines of the place and see people come and go.

• Deemed well enough to set out, Sassaral joins a group on a journey into the Golmore Jungle to procure the flower from atop the Blind Ochu's head! Calamity ensues! .... Back to bed, in Fluorgis, for Sassy. c_c;

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== Imagery ==

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Sassy.jpg Concept Mugshot]''' 
''(Drawn by yours truly... a speedpaint upper-bust doodle of Sassy. Bigger version of her profile bitty, up there. Bear with anatomical issues.. I'm rusty! This is Sassy's only 'adolescent' portrayal for now. Her Elsemu* self (an NPC) has always been portrayed as a younger child.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/LilWolf.png Concept Full-Body]''' 
''(Another one of my scribbles... speedpainted, a rough look at Sassy as-a-whole. Nothing fancy or detailed.)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Caught%20in%20the%20Act.jpg Caught in the Act!]''' 
''(... of what, you ask? Running in the woods, you say? Presenting [http://painted-bees.deviantart.com Painted-Bees'] adorable version of lilwolf! An awesome speedpaint commish... the colors and mood in this piece capture Sassy well. <3)''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/Scribbly%20Sassy.jpg Scribble Wolf]''' 
''(My own hastily sketched art.. nothing fancy. Sassaral.. hair down, go! Mostly unfinished, but still worth showing. XD; )''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Sassaral/WeeDancer.jpg Wee Dancer]''' 
''(Commissioned via [http://ardanae.deviantart.com Ardanae!] A darling Sassy looking coy in a new fluffy dress. <3)''

== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Sassaral's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkfKJi3Xxhc Window on the Soul] © Patrick Kelly''' - ''Sassy's general theme; instrumental - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enUEqxN1RAE Painted World] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate general theme; instrumental - II'' 
''(Pending)''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUPY5XIUim4 Remember Me] © Thomas Bergensen''' - ''(Memories of) Saiishuke.'' 
''(Pending)''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ufphj5P-uw (Theme from) The Blood and the Life Eternal] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Sassaral survives; saved by Saiishuke.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCFjToDk4lM Facing the Sun] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Riding upon the Interdimensional Train.''
''(Pending)''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbYgIxYdSrA My Heart Holds] © Yoshida Brothers''' - ''Moments of contentment.'' 

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-03-25T04:00:36Z

Fee: /* Recent Events */

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan
|lastname=Albaste
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Doing a great impression on a hermit, in Cornelia.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Unsettled by past events as experienced on the Tramdine Fens ''(regarding Heartless)'', Morgan has since sequestered herself away in Cornelia as she 'figures everything out'. A grand, difficult task of course.... but for now, she keeps busy with commissioned seamwork and tailoring.

''(RP Footnote: Working on a project for [[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo]], backscene paused.)''

'''(OOC Note for March/April 2013: Basically what Morgan is up to while I, her player, am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A little gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or (predominantly) commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg A Quiet Moment]''' 
''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg The Many Faces Of...]''' 
''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg Pale Frost]''' 
''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg At One With It All]''' 
''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg A Thoughtful Stroll]''' 
''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg Darkness Becomes Her]''' 
''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg Shadow Lord Malachy]''' 
''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner, and uglier.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png His Puppet]''' 
''Yup.. I'm still at it, kids. Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png The Sorceress]''' 
''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

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''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - OC/FC =
== Relationships - OC/FC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - NPC =
== Relationships - NPC ==

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.

'''Nuvian Faelwen''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
{{Character Logs|Cutscenes}}

= Logs =
{{Character Logs}}

Morgan Albaste

2013-03-25T03:56:39Z

Fee: New section.. recent events.

{{Character Infobox
|firstname=Morgan
|lastname=Albaste
|image=Nummy_Nummy_Tea.jpg
|age=Appears 20.
|caption=Travesties aside, there's always time for tea.
|species=Elf
|sex=Female
|height=5'8"
|weight=Slender
|series=Final Fantasy 1
|styles=Dark Mage
|hometown=Elfheim (Former), Cornelia (Current)
|alignment=Wandering Force
|group=Unaffiliated{{!}}Unaffiliated
|occupation=Seamstress, incognito mage.
|themesong='''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAhuxRmnC0w Glacier and Flower] © Jim Jacobsen'''
|quote="Mn, do pardon me. I... tend to drift away in my thoughts..."
|footer=Doing a great impression on a hermit, in Cornelia.
}}

== Recent Events ==

Unsettled by past events as experienced on the Tramdine Fens ''(regarding Heartless)'', Morgan has since sequestered herself away in Cornelia as she 'figures everything out'. A grand, difficult task of course.... but for now, she keeps busy with commissioned seamwork and tailoring.

''(RP Footnote: Working on a project for [[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo]], backscene paused.)''

'''(OOC Note: Basically what Morgan is up to while I, her harried player (XD;;), am finishing up my hiatus.. ie. moving.)'''

== Character Summary ==

Known in the beginning as Morgaine Faelwen, this Elven woman came into the pre-Heartless world a sweet tempered and gentle girl in the recluse monarchy of Elfheim. Following the cursed sleep of the elven Prince and the ensuing calamity, Morgaine had been introduced to aggressive magic by way of her dogmatic father. This decision brought on not personal safety, but profound danger: the workings of Dark magic attracted the attention of the Shadow Lord Malachy and his minions. Morgaine's parents fell, and so too had some of her peers. Thus began Morgaine's forced service as a Shadow Lord's puppet...

''(To ask her of this experience, the Elf would both be unable to recollect much. Even the concept of time has escaped her...)''

Following a most unexpected salvation (see: BG), Morgaine was ushered into the Kingdom of Cornelia and it is there that she continues to recover. Present day -- ''known now in Common tongue as Morgan Albaste'' -- she merely wishes to live functionally, but her past continues to haunt her by way of her unexpected repertoire of sinister magic and a carefully veiled wellspring of fear.

All things considered, though she has been through some nasty mojo, Morgan is neither an angst-fest or an anti-social woman. She is in fact rather peaceful, with most of her demons kept solely to herself. She considers Cornelia to be her 'home base', but is not above wandering.

== Imagery ==

''A little gallery showcasing artwork of Morgan; either my own work, or (predominantly) commissioned pieces.'' '''To cover all bases, the following images are used with her predecessor concept (Fiell) on another MU*.'''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Elegance.jpg A Quiet Moment]''' 
''Artwork © [http://lires.deviantart.com Lires] @ Deviantart! A crisp, clean commission that showcases Morgan in all of her beauteous, tea-gulping glory.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sketchpage.jpg The Many Faces Of...]''' 
''Artwork © [http://kanako91.deviantart.com Kanako] @ Deviantart! An endearing collage that showcase Morgan's expressions.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Pale%20Frost.jpg Pale Frost]''' 
''Artwork © [http://cashile.deviantart.com Cashile] @ Deviantart! The first-ever commissioned image of Morgan's overall concept, done by this uber-talented artist.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/At%20One%20With%20It%20All.jpg At One With It All]''' 
''Artwork © [http://samantharobinson.deviantart.com Sammy] @ Deviantart! A sweet, whimsical portrait of Morgan savoring nature in true Elven fashion. Lest we forget..... tea.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Teatime.jpg A Thoughtful Stroll]''' 
''Artwork © [http://claparo-sans.deviantart.com Clap-san] @ Deviantart! Morgan's profile pic, full-body. So elegant~''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Beguiling.jpg Darkness Becomes Her]''' 
''My own work! Colored upper-bust of Morgan, looking moody.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Shadow%20Lord%20Malachy.jpg Shadow Lord Malachy]''' 
''My own work! A 2012 edit of Malachy.. doing away with the 'prettiness' of his 2006 concept. Tried to make him look meaner, and uglier.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/His%20Puppet.png His Puppet]''' 
''Yup.. I'm still at it, kids. Finagled this one in MS Paint on a whim... Morgan during the Malachy days when he used her to dish out chaos! Hopefully she looks as sinister as I intended... she's supposed to be reclining upon her side upon 'some obscure surface'. Please bear with anatomical errors.''

'''[http://thetamecrow.com/FKingdom/Morgan/Sorceress.png The Sorceress]''' 
''Commissioned work by the amazing [http://arcbuncle.deviantart.com Arcbuncle]! A graceful, confident Morgan getting ready to kick (mm, freeze?) some ass. Love this! <3''

=Trivia=
== Trivia ==

• More often than not, Morgan has /some/ manner of adornment in her hair. Said adornments consist of bejeweled circlets and/or strings of beads, though she does not seek out feathers or the like. If she is to have but one vanity, it's putting fancy things into her tresses.

• Very rarely does Morgan make romantic overtures toward others, due to the fear of her unstable life causing problems down the road. When one does not recall nearly an entire year of their own life, that tends to put a damper on more whimsical pursuits. This does not mark her as an aloof ice queen, as Morgan is very kind, but she is hesitant around feelings that extend beyond friendship.

• Favorite 'junk' food: chocolate covered cherries; favorite snacks: all manner of fruit; most disliked: turnips, onions.

• Total sucker for tea, of all kinds.

• Had Morgan not come into the care the kindly Gloria and Henri Albaste of Cornelia, she very well could have grown up to be as haughty and elitist as her biological Elven father. The long-term kindness of a Hume family affected and shaped Morgan's values when she had been at her most vulnerable, and she is a much better person because of it.

• Recent events in Bodhum's remnants have revealed Morgan's love for running her bare feet through sand. While not one to have others touch her feet persay, Morgan loves touching certain things /with/ her feet: be it grass, sand, or soft fabric. It's a little quirk~

• For years now, Morgan's name is typically spoken and written down as 'Morgan', but in Elven tongue and script her name was a tiny bit more eloquent: 'Morgaine Faelwen'. It had been through Gloria and Henry that it was simplified, though both instances of Morgan's first name sound the exact same.

• Morgan welcomes sunlight and daytime hours, but she can be quite a nightowl.

• Morgan enjoys the company of children, but sometimes gets a bit confused as to how to relate to them. She fares better, inversely, with elderly.

'''(More to come!)'''

=Possessions=
==Assets and Possessions==

'''Homestead:''' With the death of Henri and Gloria, with whom Morgan had bonded acutely following her arrival into Cornelia, their home has been bequeathed to her. With the two having had no children to speak of, and no relatives who would benefit from this acquisition, their comfortable dwelling has come into the care of Morgan. Situated in the heart of Cornelia's township, the house is a three-level structure: a basement, mid-level, and upstairs. Morgan, while fastidious in the care of the house, keeps it comfortable overall.

'''Funds:''' Morgan works hard as a seamstress for her funds, but the Albastes have left her a nestegg in their passing. While not enough to make the Elf a rich woman, it is still a considerable sum that is to be used in an emergency. Morgan does not let on where she stores it, nor does she even consider it as a 'regular' option.

'''Tools of the Trade:''' Morgan has all of the necessities that she needs to perform her duties as a seamstress with ease. While but one of many who are skilled in this art, the Elf gets by rather well and with these tools she is able to repair articles or create some from scratch. She has squirreled away all manner of needles, threads, sundries and.... for the monotonous tasks, a sewing machine that is more often than not crammed away into a closet. Morgan very much prefers using her hands, for she is excellent with small details.

=Personality=
== Personality Tidbits ==

'''Undercover Mage''' - Morgan is both an adept black mage and a woman who, by inverse, is truly is not a chaotic sort. For the seed of black magic planted into her, as a child, was that of a far simpler cause: defence. Morgan does not crave power so much as she craves knowledge, so therefore this also marks her as an effective scholar. Magic to Morgan is as natural as drawing breath.

'''Charming''' - Morgan had been born to a couple of married elves who saw fit to instill upon her a sense of propriety. What this means is that Morgan minds her P's and Q's; to the public eye she is a profoundly well-mannered and gregarious sort. She knows how to carry herself in settings that call for abit more propriety, if need be. Morgan's separation from her Elven parents has (thankfully) spared her the haughtiness that could have been part of the package deal, had Nuvian and Rienne been of further influence.

'''Gentle''' - By nature, Morgan is very restful and patient. She is capable of absolute kindness; of a truly gentle bearing. Though she reacts dangerously to others who abuse her good will, those who get on her good side shall enjoy a very kind, attentive Elf.

'''Anger....?''' - Once upon a time an angry Morgan ''(under Malachy's rule)'' had been a fearsome sight to behold. Despite her calm nature if Morgan becomes '''grievously''' upset, an entirely different side of her can potentially be revealed: circumstantially vengeful, chaotic. Not to paint her with the brush of a fiend, but when her long fuse is used up and enough lines are crossed, Morgan is unafraid to bite back. Ordinary upsets and annoyances are hardly enough to irk Morgan so much, but when loved ones are harmed and she herself is mistreated unforgivably, this side emerges. Morgan forgives slowly, in the wake of such travesties.

'''Light-Hearted... truly!''' - Despite her calmness and need to 'fly beneath the radar', there IS a side to Morgan that is playful. Kind. Altruistic. When in the company of trusted peers or those who are generally innocent in nature, Morgan lets her guard down. She is not above wry humor, either! One may not expect it.... but toilet humor makes her giggle. Blame that on Henri.

'''Angst...?''' - Nope, not intentionally. Morgan keeps her demons to herself, which ''could'' be detrimental but really, she just doesn't allow herself to mope. As far as she is concerned, there are others in the World of Ruin with worse problems... so any suffering that goes on, be it nightmarish interludes or simply missing people who have been lost to her... Morgan keeps it behind closed doors. Or tries to.

'''Romance...?!''' - As stated below in Trivia, Morgan tries her best not to lead people on or otherwise allude to feelings of attraction. In the wake of all that has happened to her the Elf tries to keep romantic feelings well and wholly squashed. She simply feels that she has too much of her own pieces to pick up, before she can allow herself to love another in 'that' way. Still.. despite her best efforts, Morgan can and /will/ blush like a fiend around those she finds attractive to her tastes.

'''Protective''' - It goes without saying that Morgan is protective of loved ones, but what especially triggers her is seeing those who are significantly younger than herself being endangered. Namely, children. She herself hadn't been truly protected when /she/ was young; therefore to see a child being endangered instills in the Elf great wariness.. even anger. If the circumstance is especially dire, Morgan's sense of self-preservation goes out the window.. and she'll go toe-to-toe with someone who could very well destroy her.

'''Dislikes''' - Loud noises, chaotic situations, obnoxious sorts. Morgan is also no fan of being used in a manner of her assets being drawn upon without gratitude, or of people taking advantage of her good nature. And though she will not admit, while enjoying solitude, Morgan actually hates being completely, utterly alone. She harbors a fear of being left behind.

'''Quirks''' - For whatever reason, Morgan hates beetles. As an elf she is given to a love for all things great and wild, but there IS this exception. A mishap in her youth of a beetle on the defense spritzing a foul mist of noxious fumes from it's rear end into her face may be the cause.... hey, go figure. Seeing beetles of any shape and size causes Morgan to practically jump out of her skin which to some who know her well, this may be quite entertaining. Other little foibles come in the form of her /truly/ not enjoying her ears being touched, given their sensitivity.. and the very same extends to her feet. A point, too: Morgan loves wine, but she cannot hold her liquor.

'''Skills''' - Dark and Chilly Magic, Hides The Pain, Gentle-Natured Black Mage...?!, Darkly Elegant, Long Fuse Big Boom, Moving On From The Past, Guardian, Possesses Typical Elf Swiftness and Longevity, Secure, Good Hearing, Makes a Mean Apple Pie, Don't Touch the Ears, Abandonment Issues, Good Listener, Don't Touch My Feet, Great Sense of Direction, Hates Beetles.

=Background=
==Background==

===1. The Beginning:===

'''(OOC: Morgan's name deviated slightly in her Elfheim/Pre-Cornelia days.. see Trivia, below.)'''

Not everyone, whether Hume or Elf (or even some of the more illustrious races) has a history that starts off steeped in intrigue. Lady Morgaine ''(later to become 'Morgan')'' Faelwen started out, 250 ‘hume’ years ago, as a content and sweet child. Born to two venerable Elves known as Nuvian and Rienne, it appeared that Morgan’s path was laid out for her when the first hint of evil had arisen in her very recluse hometown of Elfheim.

The cursed sleep of Elfheim’s good Prince.

Protected by her parents, Morgan would weather that which had befallen their town, warranting the uprise of awful creatures. Beings bourne of a Dark Elf's hand; unseen by Elfheim during the idyllic days of their good Prince's reign. It would be a campaign that frightened many an elf, eased only by the intervention of the Light Warriors. But even after all was said and done, Nuvian’s interest in forging his daughter’s ‘defenses’ would overrule Rienne’s need to shape her into a healer. Picking up on his daughter’s innate affinity to magic, thus began Nuvian’s dogged insistence on shaping his child into a mage.

His lessons would prove to be gruelling, mayhaps even cruel due to the fact that they were being inflicted upon a mere child. And what farce of a father -- who had been a venerable dark mage himself -- would impart upon his little girl the elemental of shadow?! But as the years passed and Morgan began to grow -- and consider this, how long Elven childhoods can last -- these teachings would take hold. Nuvian’s almost maniacal lessons in Dark magic would not only strengthen Morgan but also… seal their fate.

For such a wellspring of dark magic would no doubt pique the interest of unsavoury beings. Morgan grew into young adulthood.. But not even that would save herself, or her loved ones. A strange creature came out of the wilderness; a mismatched little being with lamp-like yellow eyes and a warped body. Followed by another…. And yet another..

… and, unhindered by the Dark magic that both Morgan and her father wielded, the Heartless would succeed in their attack.

===2. Watchful:===

The Heartless marauders hadn’t been sent in vain… not like Malachy had intent to zero in on Morgan specifically, but when he spied that Elf woman in such acute turmoil over the loss of her family… oh, how that shattered heart called forth! What better target for his will than a woman who had been broken?

Morgan hadn’t know what to do with herself upon spying not only her parents losing their hearts, but other denizens of the modest, recluse kingdom. Rienne fell quickly; Nuvian fought hard and died screaming. The ultimate insult came when their hearts were devoured.. and the heartbroken Morgan fell into the ‘darkness’ of true, absolute sadness. Before she could share the fate of her family, it seemed that other factors came into play, and Morgan had been taken altogether from her home and into the presence of a being; the likes of which she never couldn’t have hoped to comprehend.

Malachy, the cause for this turmoil, had eyed his prize contemplatively. Were one to delve into the deepest echelons of the failing Shadow Lord’s memories, an experience not too unlike Morgan’s would have been discovered. For it had been great loss that catapulted Malachy -- the former Setlin Luvis -- into the Heartless cause.. And it had been hatred that conditioned him from a servant into that of a Shadow Lord.

In the span of time that the Shadow Lord existed at the height of his powers, he commanded quite the powerful array of minions. Malachy had willed these dark tides to wash upon many unsuspecting shores, and with his Heartless brethren he laid siege to many a bastion of peace.. Whether small towns thinking themselves safe in their isolation, or parts of grand cities. Malachy had been so ferocious, so sure of his power and so /hateful/ that as the years passed..

… he grew tired. For his victims almost always fought back, and of course amidst the crowds there were heroes who fought back with as much as they could muster. Even the most vicious warlord wears down, and when the moment came that Morgan stood catatonic before Malachy...

.. He knew then what he had to do.

===3. Strings:===

It was too easy to infuse his thoughts into this Elf maid’s mind; to lay siege to her will and make it Malachy’s own. The spell that the Shadow Lord had cast upon the Elf -- the Seal of Heresy -- kept Morgan bound to him specifically. Where-ever she went, Malachy could follow; whatever she thought, he read her like a book. When her heart bore immense pain, the Shadow Lord feasted… and after quite some time the Elf simply willed herself not to feel. It was at that point that Malachy’s will over her became absolute, and the real ugliness began.

With his own body tired and compromised by years of stupid rage, Malachy rather enjoy living vicariously through the fresh, unhindered form of Morgan. The wellspring of magic within her, cultivated and nurtured by her foolish father, was a boon to Malachy. So when the times came to join his forces with those of the other Shadow Lords, to lay siege to other innocent and pure civilizations, it had been Morgan who went in Malachy’s stead. By the will of the Shadow Lord’s influence and power, she could travel easily.

Morgan’s magic, bolstered by what remained of the Shadow Lord’s own reserves, aided in many an attack. Towns, cities; even innocent folk who were travelling alone. Once again, Malachy was at the top of his game, and in his eyes and black heart the Elf became one of his ‘favorites’ amidst his masses.

Naturally, this didn’t fly well with some of his underlings. For who was this Shadow Lord to govern them for years, demanding so much while he stayed behind the lines. Surely Heartless do not feel much, but to see such favor being bestowed upon this accursed Elf… the first flicker of unease and mutiny began to glimmer amidst the ranks.

One shouldn’t underestimate the power of an angry mob. Especially when the one spearheading said mob isn’t at his best to control it.

===4. Unexpected Salvation:===

Morgan went on in her sad and cloistered existence, thinking very little and going wherever Malachy -- who by then had been becoming quite insane -- saw fit to send her. If her fellow minions were becoming restless and mutinous, the Elf simply hadn’t noticed… and if she did, Morgan didn’t have the resolve to do anything about it.

Days, weeks, months.. Everything began to blend together, and the Elf had been so apathetic that when the day of Malachy’s death came, she couldn’t even find the will to celebrate.

There was no warning, no build-up. The many Heartless grunts under Malachy’s govern had reached critical mass in their loathe, and against their own judgement the angry mass turned upon their overlord and attacked him. Where a hale and sound Shadow Lord could have easily stopped such beings in their tracks and punished them with but a wave of the hand.. Malachy was not so lucky.

His continued investment in Morgan had left the Shadow Lord weak and frail in body, and equally feeble in mind. His masses had overtaken him, and Malachy fell before he could even determine what went wrong. In their celebration of this victory, the swarm of Heartless dispersed into the World of Ruin to further their bravado. Blindly swept along, Morgan was only just beginning to rediscover her will and when she ‘tuned’ in, she was in the middle of an incensed brigade of Heartless, made insane by the loss of a leader.

The Elf had to escape. Now was the best time, lest she meet the fate that she knew was approaching. She could feel it in her gut. Even as Malachy’s mark began to fade, Morgan knew. The foolhardy troupe had been poised just on the outskirts of Cornelia, with foolish intent to make the approach to the castle and town to cause an uproar. Their earlier campaign against Morgan forgotten in their stupid rage, the grunts hadn’t realized that the Elf was gone until it was too late.

Other Shadow Lords, who had once been Malachy’s contemporaries but elected to watch him carefully as his mind failed, had taken notice of this troupe without a leader. Their culling of Malachy’s straggling forces came swiftly and viciously, and when the last wayward minion fell… Morgan was nowhere to be found. The Shadow Lords had bigger, more important things to worry about than an Elven woman, and their intervention had prevented any inkling of a 'loose cannon' Heartless attack upon the kingdom.

Morgan was left to venture forth alone and addled. Instead of a haze of Heartless with intent to pillage, Cornelia received a pale and weak woman on one chilly, cloudy morning. The moment a helping hand sought to touch her, Morgan fell into unconsciousness.

===5. Then and Now:===

The unconscious Elven woman had been placed into the care of the childless couple, Henri and Gloria Albaste. Theirs was a fairly routine existence, with Henri having long since retired from service as one of the kingdom’s sentries and Gloria, a retired healer. Upon awakening and realizing her plight, Morgan knew there was no going back. The aging couple knew by the young woman’s appearance and condition that she was from ‘afar’ and had nowhere to go. Therefore, a permanent place in the home of Gloria and Henri had been offered to Morgan. The Elf elected to receive her new guardians with respect and gratitude, lending thanks to them by offering her loyalty.

This would be a two-way street as years went by. The warmth and care shown to Morgan by this dear old couple aided in assuaging the memories of both her parent’s death and her service to a diabolical cause. No longer did Morgan struggle to remember what she ‘did’; as Gloria and Henri aged, the Elf dedicated herself to looking after them.

In the conclusion to this rambling tale -- leading us to Morgan’s ‘present’ -- there is always that sad reality of being a long-lived species. But a blink of an eye in Morgan’s life span, the years marched by and the Elf outlived her guardians. After overseeing the peaceful death of Gloria, followed by Henri mere months later, Morgan had been left with a sense of sadness that differed from what she had felt following the loss of Nuvian and Rienne.

In her time with the old couple, Morgan had been left with two key things: emotional awakening, and a home in which to stay. The house that Henri and Gloria willed to her continues to be meticulously and reverently looked after. At this point in time the Elf tries to fly under the radar in the grand scheme of things, for even years after her soiree into Darkness Morgan is trying to recover.

Presently, Morgan finds the courage to wander when the necessity hits her.. But for the most part, she calls Cornelia’s township home. She earns her living as a seamstress, trying her very best to keep her more nefarious abilities -- the legacy of Nuvian and Malachy -- under wraps and rarely tapped.

=Abilities=
== Ability Overview ==

[[File:MorganFKPRofile.gif]]

''A quick look at Morgan's skills, both in and out of battle. Heavy on the magical firepower, and flimsy when it comes to melee and strength. Morgan is your stereotypical boom-boom mage who can easily be undermined by her cruddy physical defense!''

'''Black Magic - (Key Elementals: Dark, Ice):''' Morgan, though she tries not to let on, packs a mean punch when it comes to 'nefarious' magic. Her acute proficiency with darkness does not mark her as a tyrant, however; this is merely the result of her father's teachings back in the day and what he thought was 'right'. But, why not make the best out is what is taught, right? Morgan harbors venerable skill with magic overall, but as noted already she excels in dark and chilly incantations.

'''Enhanced Senses - Sight, Sound, Touch:''' All messy stuff aside, Morgan was born an Elf, and this bestows unto her an acute advantage to some of her senses. She is a sensual being who is aware of her surroundings, stemming back from her earlier life in a forested area and the lack of ‘modern’ distractions to detract from her enlightenment. Her vision is sharp, she can hear incredibly well, and her skin is sensitive. This could be a good and back thing: injuries linger and hurt moreso, but by inverse Morgan greatly enjoys the touch of or touching anything that interests her.

'''Dexterity:''' More Elf mojo... Morgan can move quickly, delicately and gracefully. Not just reserved for speed, but she is very deft with her hands and can perform very precarious tasks.

'''Longevity:''' Another racial boon… Morgan has the capacity to live for a very long time. She has already witnessed two centuries, with plenty more to come if circumstances and luck are on her side. Her physiology warrants a metabolism and resilience against illnesses that allows her kind to live for such a long time. Though not immortal, Morgan ages slowly, and to the naked eye resembles a young adult. ''This is exactly what she is racially: a young Elf. She has in fact been alive for approximately 250 Hume years, by now.''

'''Seamwork:''' Morgan is very capable with a needle and thread, and can very masterfully weave attire from scratch /or/ repair some of the more grievous damage... just short of something being tattered! ''This is (behind the scenes) her main form of income, though it can also serve as an RP-hook if desired.''

'''More details to come, regarding RP-fodder abilities.'''

== Stat Overview ==

''NOTE: Going roughly by the criteria in the Combat System heading. As noted copiously: big on magic, pitiful in melee.''

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|+ '''Stat Performance'''
|-
! scope="col" width="150" style="background: #efefef;" | Stats
! scope="col" width="100" style="background: #ffdead;" | Rating
|-
|Physical Attack Power|| Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Attack Power|| Amazing
|-
|Physical Accuracy||Bad/Wimpy
|-
|Magical Accuracy||Good
|-
|Physical Evasion||Above Average
|-
|Magical Evasion||Good
|-
|Physical Defense||Below Average
|-
|Magical Defense||Above Average
|-
|}

== Bursts and Capabilities ==

'''Bursts:''' 

HiEther 
Faith 
Concentrate 
Aura

'''Capabilities:''' 

High Tide 
Dodge Roll 
Black Mushroom 
Quick Footed

=Actions=
==Special Actions==

'''Name - Lvl - Explanation''' 
'''Shadow's Call''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Dark-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Dark Resist Down)''' 
'''Deep Freeze''' - 0 - ''Lower's a target's resistance to Water/Ice-elemental attacks.'' '''(DEBUFF: Water Resist Down)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 3 - ''Basic ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Quick)''' 
'''Blizzara''' - 5 - ''Second tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Accuracy Up)''' 
'''Blizzard''' - 8 - ''Third tier ice-elemental damage.'' '''(TYPE: Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Gravity''' - 6 - ''A nasty spell that knocks a target to the ground beneath a great magical force (weight).'' '''(TYPE: Quick; SMASH: Knock Down)''' 
'''Disease''' - 6 - ''One of Malachy's former techniques. A dark haze that, applied to a target, hinders regeneration (healing, HP gain).'' '''(DEBUFF: Virus)''' 
'''The Call''' - 0 - ''Morgan amplifies the potency of her magical power.'' '''(BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''Fierce Glare''' - 4 - ''Another 'Malachy' remnant... this time, any random stat belonging to a target is affected and compromised.'' '''(DEBUFF: Curse)''' 
'''Syphon''' - 8 - ''Morgan drains the life force of a single target.'' '''(DEBUFF: Drain)''' 
'''LIMIT: Blizzaja''' - 9 - ''High-level Ice elemental damage, amplifies Morgan's magical strength.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; BUFF: Magical Power Up)''' 
'''LIMIT: Shadow Flare''' - 10 - ''A sinister maelstrom of 'explosive' Dark magic, leaves a target potentially vulnerable to further magical onslaught.'' '''(TYPE: Super Guard-Breaking; DEBUFF: Magical Defense Down)'''

=Weaknesses=
==Weaknesses==

'''Fragile:''' Morgan bears some underlying scars from her forced stint under Malachy’s reign. Once upon a time she had been a fearsome, vicious woman; her magic had been amplified by the dying Shadow Lord’s influence and for the longest time Morgan had cast beyond her means. When her oppressor was destroyed and Morgan escaped via a hope and a prayer (and dumb luck), she suffered for it. While still a very strong mage, her physical constitution does not weather physical attacks well at /all/. Therefore, all manner of melee can absolutely destroy her if she sustains hits.

'''Versatility:''' Tying into the aforementioned deficiency in physical strength, Morgan cannot wield large swords or war hammers. She can get by effectively with daggers and pole arms (with which to jab or smack) and she is versed with a bow and arrow set… but anything larger, forget about it.

'''Magical - Fire:''' Morgan sustains acute damage from magically-cast fire spells and/or flame-imbued physical strikes. Depending upon the size of the attack, she can sustain 30% more damage upwards to 50% (for Firaga, Limit Breaks, etc)

'''Nightmares:''' It is during these occasional, terrifying instances that Morgan is privy to what acts she had been forced to commit while under a Shadow Lord’s thumb. That, or the death of her parents… either scenario, when replayed to Morgan nocturnally, leaves her withdrawn for a few days. Naturally she is not one to mope, and thankfully this does not happen too often.

'''Beacon:''' Purely for RP purposes. No doubt Morgan’s aptitude for Dark magic is quite obvious to any Heartless within her vicinity.. Heck, it attracted a Shadow Lord! Couple that with the fact that she once bore a Shadow Lord's Seal of Heresy... This Elf may very well announce herself to Heartless adversaries despite her best efforts to hide.

'''More to come!'''

= Relationships - OC/FC =
== Relationships - OC/FC ==

'''[[Faruja_Senra|Faruja Senra]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''Upon spying this Knight Templar in obvious physical distress outside of the hotel in Traverse Town (District 2), Morgan made haste to bring Faruja to safety and help him calm down. Only when the Burmecian had chosen to show Morgan and Katyna what his bandages obscured, did the Elf realize the true depth of his tribulations..'' 
"Demons.. oh, the horrors that you must have faced. I pray that you find reprieve from your pain, Knight.. even for but a short while..."

'''[[Ivo_Galvan|Ivo Galvan]]''' - '''(Shy/Friendly)''' - ''Only recently, this knight-errant had shown up on Morgan's doorstep to commission work from her. Bearing rare fire-resistant leaves from the Golmore Jungle, Ivo requested the weaving of said leaves into a fabric. Or course, Morgan accepted... thrilled at the challenge. But! Along with it.... a possible dinner date!? Definitely not the typical business transaction for the elusive Elf..'' 
"Are all knights so given to charm? Alas.. what's the harm in one dinner... I'm flattered that he would entrust me with this job."

'''[[Katyna_Redsvaren|Katyna Redsvaren]]''' - '''(Curious)''' - ''Unbeknownst to Morgan, the very same Ember Knight of Darkness who looked after her during her (Morgan's) forced enlistment to the Shadow Lords' cause. Now freed from the Seal of Heresy and murky as a result, Morgan could not forge much recognition upon meeting Katyna recently in Traverse Town. Katyna had joined Morgan upon noting Faruja's distress, and while the Elf could only forge the barest tingle of recogition in the color of Kat's armor.. the Ember Knight came to realize that the one she searches for is not dead, after all.'' 
"A friendly girl, in a most striking suit of armor. Something about the colors... but, I... I thank you for your aide, miss."

'''[[Reize_Seatlan|Reize Seatlan]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''A young knight whose acquaintance Morgan made in Bodhum. Though she knows little about him, Morgan found his friendly, enthusiastic manner to be endearing.'' 
"T'is both admirable and worrisome to see one so young with such an acute taste for adventure. Be safe, Knight Seatlan."

'''[[Scar|'Taka']]''' - '''(Wary)''' - ''A tall, impeccably dressed man whose Dark aura and shady manner gave Morgan the creeps. Not so much over her own wellbeing, but due to the fact that he was showing interesting in Reize's pendant.'' 
"T'would do me well to keep apart from you... something about you..."

'''[[Sköll_Ulfang|Sköll Ulfang‎]]''' - '''(Friendly + mild wariness)''' - ''This punkish-looking gentleman ''(how's that for an oxymoron)'' had been one of two individuals to happen upon Morgan in the murky Tramdine Fens. With his assistance, the fatigued Elf had been pulled from the mud, leaving Morgan both thankful and concerned. As noble and helpful Sköll had been.. his ability to will Heartless away and travel via Dark portals threw Morgan for a loop.'' 
"Thank you for your assistance.. though I still find myself baffled not only by your appearance, but your powers..."

'''[[Tifa_Lockhart|Tifa Lockhart]]''' - '''(Neutral)''' - ''Also encountered in Bodhum, albeit /very/ briefly, Morgan discovered that Tifa was in search of a place known as 'Midgar'. Regrettably the Elf was of little aide, but she was relieved to know that Reize went with her.'' 
"May you find that which you seek, miss."

'''[[Zia|Zia]]''' - '''(Friendly)''' - ''This mage had been present, along with Sköll, to lend aide to Morgan in the Tramdine Fens. Not only was Zia the very first gargoyle ('gargress') whom Morgan had met, but her ability to channel the wind to clear the fetid air of the mire proved to be a boon. Both Zia's words and actions spared Morgan a great deal of indignity, and she saw the gargress off kindly when the time came to part ways.'' 
"Zia of Sco'land... I thank you for your aide, as well. May we take that flight someday.. safe travels, miss.

= Relationships - NPC =
== Relationships - NPC ==

'''Malachy''' - '''(Hatred; deceased)''' - ''With a name like that, this individual was none other than the Shadow Lord who ensnared and utilized Morgan as his puppet. Once known as Setlin Luvis, before his heart fell into darkness ages ago, Malachy was cause for death of Morgan's parents, along with some of the other denizens of her hometown, Malachy held strong reign over Morgan until his mind and body faltered and his mutinous hoarde of Heartless saw fit to turn on (and destroy) him. His influence remains with Morgan in the form of deeply sown fear, nightmares, and changes to her magic. As it stands ICLY, she cannot remember Malachy in his entirety.. not yet.

'''Nuvian Faelwen''' - '''(Love/Dislike; deceased)''' - ''A bonafide case of loving someone, but not liking them. Morgan's childhood reverence for her 'dark mage' father has long since dimmed in the wake of what his teachings had meant for her in adulthood. Destroyed when the Heartless attacked Elfheim, Nuvian is still mourned by his daughter but not acutely missed. Morgan has yet to truly forgive him.''

'''Rienne Faelwen''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - ''This gentle albeit aloof woman had been Morgan's biological mother. Knowing little of the world beyond Elfheim prior to her death, Rienne -- in her own brand of haughtiness -- sought to keep it that way. Nonetheless, Morgan loved her mother well, for Rienne sweet love for her peers ran parallel with her distaste for those who represented the 'unknown' (outsiders). Rienne, along with her husband, fell in the Heartless attack.''

'''Gloria Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - One of the humes who had taken Morgan into home and hearth to nurse her back to health. Having come into the care of Gloria and her husband, Henri, just after her escape from the Heartless.. Morgan couldn't have hoped to find a sweeter gift in her life. Formerly a town healer in the kingdom of Cornelia, Gloria was instrumental in the recuperation of Morgan in both body and mind. Through this older woman's care, Morgan learned of compassion and selflessness. The Elf was present thoroughout Gloria's trek into old age, and Morgan remained at her side when she succumbed peacefully to death. To this day, Morgan misses Gloria terribly.. perhaps even moreso than her own biological mother.''

'''Henri Albaste''' - '''(Love; deceased)''' - Gloria's husband who, at the time of Morgan's arrival, retired from knighthood. Like Nuvian, Henri had been duty-oriented and set in his ways... but /unlike/ the Elven man, Henri harbored kindness and honor. And like his wife, Henri lived a long and fruitful life and a mere four months following Gloria's death, he followed her peacefully. Morgan misses this good-natured man, and to this day continues to marvel over his devotion to his wife. Through Henri, Morgan learned of perseverance and how it does not necessarily have to apply to self-preservation alone.;;

=At a Glance=
== Description Overview ==

'''Eyes''': Pale gray-blue (slate)'' 
'''Hair:''' Black, long and wavy and often unbound; parted at left or right side. 
'''Skin tone:''' Caucasian, very fair ''(fancier word for it being alabaster.)'' 
'''Distinguishing features:''' Ears, fair skin. 
'''Favored attire:''' Elaborate gowns with lace and embroidery, typically with a cloak; field attire tends to be a tunic with slacks and calf-high boots. 
'''Short description:''' A beautiful ''(depending upon one's individual tastes)'' Elven woman, fair of skin and in possession of a shock of wavy black hair that is most often adorned with a circlet. Dons dresses that tend to be as curious meshing of gothic and neo-victorian. Has a noble air about her. 
'''Manner:''' Soft-spoken, wise, sensitive. 
'''Favored elements:''' Shadow, Ice ''(* if someone ICLY has magic-sense, or can detect 'auras', this has the potential to be sensed.)''

'''Personality Pros:''' 
• Patient 
• Diligent 
• Kind 
• Non-confrontational 

'''Personality Cons:''' 
• Introverted ''(at first meeting)'' 
• Easily flustered 
• 'Closed book' 
• Forgives slowly 

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== Songs of Relevance ==

''Purely for fun! A handful of tunes, mostly instrumental, to represent moments in Morgan's life... be it relationships, or events. Not meant to infringe on any copyrights.''

'''General:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXNKYye0KhY Ballroom for Ghosts] © Matthew Fisher''' - ''Morgan's general theme; instrumental.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH758wbbtiw First Days of Spring] © Neverending White Lights''' - ''Morgan's general theme; lyrical. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neverendingwhitelights/thefirstdaysofspring.html lyrics].'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCL01HXDUAw Once You Had Gold] © Enya''' - ''Morgan's alternate lyrical theme. See: [http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/enya/onceyouhadgold.html lyrics].''

'''People:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IzbiL5O904 Holding Us] © Pat Metheny''' - ''Theme for Malachy; Morgan enslaved. Also encompasses any and all memories of Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nucsQmZsts8 Corruption] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Alternate theme for Malachy; more of a chaotic feel.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNahsAzXB7s Sacrifice] © Patrick O'Hearn''' - ''(Memories of) Nuvian Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyhL_Wu7Lf8 Persephone] © Bruce Mitchell''' - ''(Memories of) Rienne Faelwen.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpZinsICyw The Clouds] © John Herberman''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - I'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZOIRK8MKqk Enigma] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''(Memories of) Henri and Gloria Albaste - II''

'''Places / Circumstances:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2A7nhjdbA8 Island] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Elfheim attacked; abducted by/facing Malachy.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iObvURrATE Massman] © Philip Glass''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Malachy is attacked and killed; Morgan flees.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oTf2R8pogw Many Years Pass] © Tim Story''' - ''PAST/BACKGROUND - Meeting Henri and Gloria; recovery in Cornelia.''

'''Emotions:''' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9X6NTLBh_U Her Cathedral] © Tim Story''' - ''Moments of serenity and/or peace.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-juD39JRhWM Vol de Nuit] © Paul Schwartz''' - ''Moments of anger and/or tension.'' 
'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IBTZqjwdbY Could've Been] © Two Steps From Hell''' - ''Moments of hope and happiness.''

==Cutscenes==
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= Logs =
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