Character Name: Branwen Adaire, but since she moved to America and throughout the roleplay she'll tell people to call her "Brennan"
Constellation: Corvus, the crow
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Physical Description or Image: A combination of age, gender, and genetics make Branwen look short, but she's about 5'4" realistically. Average women's height. If a person was to ask, she'd
look about the appropriate height to make you stop, squint, not an easy height to immediately say "oh, well she's ___ of course", unless you're really tall or really short. But of course, that means everyone who's 5'4" and who ultimately decides "short" realizes she's exactly their height and quietly pretend to have not made the connection (no one else does this? just me? *sweats*). Branwen is skinny by extreme standards on the opposite spectrum but she has her share of curves and fats. Especially being her age (I emphasize age a lot because I don't know the definition of subtlety & I plan to bring it up a little later for like an entire sentence), her mother was a gradual developer and Branwen inherited that. Otherwise, Branwen has flinty blue-grey eyes and hair made of pitch. Her black hair is a big part of her life, in an uncomfortably sensitive way, and that I will be talking about more below but for more than one sentence.
Orientation (optional): She's only really dated men before, but if I had to guess her potential spectrum, I'd say somewhere around heterosexual panromantic. She may not be aware of that second part yet, but I don't think she will be unless she meets someone who isn't male that she romantically feels for, if that makes sense?
Brief Personality: Branwen is a fairly grounded, independent person. She lives for casual interactions, where more deeply personal friendships create instability for her, because she feels she can be less independent for the sake of the other person. She's very capable, but entirely likely to undermine the leader's words and fulfill her own plans if she isn't willing to go through with it. Branwen is exactly the sort of person who makes plans and gets things done without breaking a sweat. Her age is something she views as sort of irrelevant (when applied to her, not necessarily others) the older she gets past eighteen. She feels that's "too old" to represent her, probably because of the societal impression that casual things are for children and "REAL ADULTS" have "ADULT" relationships like MARRIAGE. Her guilty pleasure is having silly, nonsensical fun with others. It doesn't matter what, and she'd never verbally admit it, but she thinks it's an easy way to have fun.
History (optional): Branwen lived about eight years of her life in an unstable family. Both of her parents have very brown hair, her mother leaning almost more toward blonde. Her father is a constant worrier and can't handle stress. He doesn't know how to calm himself and come up with a reasonable solution to his problems. His partnership with Branwen's mother was perfectly fine until Branwen began to grow black hair. He conspired to paranoia, despite the constant reassurance Branwen's mother gave that she did not cheat, she would never cheat, and it was a desperate situation just to hold the marriage together. Her parents relationship hung by a thread since she could really remember, and while some days were good, there always seemed to be a break. Her father constantly drank, it was his solution to his inability to solve the black-haired-one's existence (if you couldn't tell by her last name, her father is very Irish). Somehow, Branwen's mother got pregnant again when she was 7. The baby had brown hair, like his father, and apparently that was all the evidence her father needed to divorce and leave the family.
But don't assume the end of the story yet. Branwen's mother has never been a a weepy mess, and the sudden (in her eyes) betrayal of her husband was no exception. Branwen finished the school year with occasional visits to her father's house, then her family of three (with little brother Corbin) went to Montana. She went to public school for two years before admitting to her mother she genuinely disliked it there. Her mother had always heard her children out, and seeing as Branwen rarely complained, she looked at new schools and didn't skip a single genre. Eventually she settled on one, explained to Branwen it was going to be a bit of a process anyway, so it might as well start somewhere and move on if nothing good came of it. Night Branch Academy seemed to be a fine fit for Branwen and she settled in the only way she's capable--finding a nice roost off to the side. She was twelve at the time (I hope that's okay?).
Ability One: Color Manipulation. Sure, she can make your nose red and your feet green (or at least it can look it), but ideally she uses this more for stealth. She can paint her entire body black, down to the whites of her eyes, and hide in an alley; or she can stand in front of a brick wall and recreate the pattern on her skin and clothes. There are details she can't get around—natural shadow created by wrinkles, the whole 3D not-a-flat-wall factor, things like that just to name a few, but over the years she's become very very good at getting details and working out how to make up for inhibitions.
Ability Two (optional): I'm not sure this really falls under a super power, but since we're allotted three (I was initially going to have two, but then this idea came up?), I'm going to toss this out there. Branwen can always remember a face. If she sees a face for the first time, she will always remember their name and the circumstances that she met them. If it's a stranger, she usually can remember them by some other detail—expression, clothing they wore, the thing they had with them or in their hands or if they were eating, anything like that. On her worst days, like if she's really tired or something, she takes a few moments to remember, but usually the trigger is pretty instant.
Ability Three (optional): She can see through the eyes of other birds. She has to know where the bird is and she kind of imposes her will on it, it's sort of technical and in reality the "feed" of what the bird is seeing gets sent to her rather than she somehow spiritually embodies the bird. Sometimes birds don't let her, but those are the mean birds—you know the ones. Otherwise, she gets a live feed from bird's eye view whenever she needs to. The bird could also choose to fly away, or be killed in the process, all sorts of things could mess up.
Other: Her tattoo is on her back, between her shoulder blades.
Post-post edit because I totally forgot
Once Brennan is accepted, I was thinking about making another character for the serpents. ^^ Is that okay? There's no character limit anywhere but I just wanted to be sure.
