Sweet Little Unforgettable Thing

his ability is in glamor: a casting of illusions. Seren has learned how to hone this ability over the years and excels in crafting realistic illusions, though for those with keen instincts they can may be able to see the slight flaws.

like most pure blooded fey, Seren employs the use of his glamor to help himself fit in. The differences between his natural form and glamored are in subtle details; skin isn't quite as flawless, green eyes lack the same captivating glow, the colors of his wings do not shift with his moods, etc. He has never, and likely never will, show a human his true form.

above all else: Seren loves music and he's good at making him, a skilled singer and harpist. His music can keep a human dancing until their feet fall off and bloody stumps remain, but he does use restraint.

 

heavily developed places make Seren feel unwell. He needs some form of nature near or he becomes cagey.

his wings are not just meant for flying: he uses them to wave hello to other fey, to taste the air, to express his moods, to look beautiful and show how important he is in faerie society. they also make for a comfortable cushion when he wants to nap.

Seren is not his actual name. As a fey, his true name is something that he is very vulnerable to, as anyone who knows it has power over him and his will. Seren is short for Serenity, which is the closest definition of his name in the human tongue.

the one shiny thing Seren does not like is human money, that's why he shops so much- to exchange it for something he considers of actual value.

the light of the full moon is like a narcotic to Seren. It is written in many myths that the full moon is when young girls should stay indoors lest they be abducted as a faerie's bride and this proves the case; Seren succumbs to the light of the full moon as any other of his house did, it lowers his inhibitions and draws out the darker nature of his race. He spends full moons dancing nude in the woods, or lost to the mischief and seeking revenge against those who slighted him or build over a faerie mound or cut down a faerie tree.   

his true name is Calainëa. 

he is never able to find any lodgings in the city of Rixitos due to a city wide blacklisting of his name.

the presence of iron saps at his energy and causes lethargy the closer its kept to him. Actually physical contact with iron burns him; being stabbed with iron could be a death sentence, while ringing  iron bells render him dizzy and disoriented.

if ash wood is charred to pure ashes, it would be toxic to him if ingested. A line of its ashes cannot be crossed by any fey.

like all fey, Seren enjoys cream however like alcohol it intoxicates him.

it is his people's belief that wings are the physical manifestation of a faerie's fëa, a faerie's immortal soul, and touching them without permission is the worst violation one can commit. It's more invasive than any bodily contact- seen as a taboo in his culture, likened to a molestation. Humans have tried in the past to touch his wings, some successful, some not, but Seren never lets these acts pass without reacting violently in an attempt to safeguard his fëa. There is a process in which a faerie will 'preen' another's wings for them, a very intimate occasion, but he's never found someone he trusts enough to take part in it.

he, like most fey, suffers from arithmomania, a mental disorder that may be seen as an expression of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Sufferers of this disorder have the overwhelming impulse to count his actions or objects in his surroundings. Because of this, he must stop what it is doing to count every grain of sugar or salt (any small granules really), one by one, if someone pours it in front of them.

he is fairly nocturnal by nature, though it making it an effort to be up at the daytime.

another fey trait is that Seren loves all things sparkly, though he is branched off of a older fey linage. Crystals, metals, gemstones, even starshine (starlight) attracts him. He covets shiny items.

he expects good manners but loathes being thanked. Thank you is a fey insult, as if a mere word is sufficient acknowledgement of his favor. But he does enjoy gifts of appreciation, no matter how small or slight. It's a fey trait, he is easy to befriend once given a gift.  

his eyes appear to change shades depending on the weather.

it's dangerous to accept favors from faeries. Mere gratitude won’t be adequate payment. if you've ever read a faerie story it's all to accurate: they'll more likely want the one thing you don't want to give, and when it's most inconvenient to give it. Accepting faerie magic does not turn out well.

he adores wildflowers and loves covering his outfits with them.

naturally he has a green thumb and can grow nearly any type of vegetation. 

there is a night one a year where the barrier between two realms grows thin. On All Hallow's Eve, Seren will spend the hours from sunrise until sunset granting favors and good deeds, however once the sunsets he is prone to mischief, such as the casting of curses, pranks and creating general havoc. 

he is really good at reading lips because he has a oral fixation and often finds his eyes wandering there.

he has anorexia, an eating disorder, that began due to the fact that his line of work didn't offer much in the form of payment so he got used to going without. Nowadays it continues to keep his ideal body image.

a darker fey trait is that he will harass or torment a human if they do not give him what he is owed.

a natural smooth talker, Seren is able to use his words to captivate any human that may encounter him, making him extremely dangerous

he has a grand total of three cats, two dogs, a turtle, a lonely lovebird, a peacock, five rabbits, a gelding and a male white tiger named Oedipuss.

when he first came to the human world he knew very little of its languages, but he's been able to learn several foreign tongues to impress former clients.

he hates salt and bread. If a trinket has a ring of salt around it, he can't touch it. 

time passes so fast in the fey realm, a hundred years can feel like a day. Seren is terrible at telling time in the human world, often ends up getting distracted and not noticing as days pass by.