Appearance

Physical Description

Slender and slight, just a little over 5 feet tall with pure white hair down to her waist in loose waves, her litheness and fragility would recall those who have met the Kayal people (Fetchlings as others call them, much to the Kayal’s disgust).

Body Features

Her hands and arms have tattoos the color of her eyes on them that if you watch for very long seem to slightly shift on her skin. On her hands, her two index fingers and middle fingers have shifting vines wrapping around them, on her right wrist are two circlet tattoos that seem to turn slowly, while on her left is only one. Running up either of the undersides of her forearms from the circlets to her inner elbow are shifting tendrils of the tattoos that almost seem to mist up from her skin.

Facial Features

Aislin would be considered beautiful if it weren’t that she was uncomfortable to look at. Her skin is unnaturally white with a sheen of luminescence in the right light and her eyes are almost entirely filled with a glowing light turquoise color and has no pupil. At first glance some mistake her for being blind as her eyes seem to wander to unseen things but when they snap into focus on you, you are uncomfortably aware of being seen.

Identifying Characteristics

Turquoise, pupil-less eyes. Glowing turquoise tattoos on hands and arms.

Physical quirks

If watched for very long, she seems friendly, open to smile and say hello, though often seeming distracted if the conversation runs on too long, taking an apple out of her bag as if to eat, she becomes animated in a conversation with the wind and leaves the apple on a fence post without taking a bite, continuing to wander sometimes without any apparent direction and at other times resolute. Her movements sometimes seem out of sync with the world and time, shifting and blurring, speeding up then slowing down, making it hard to follow her. Even in talking to her at times she seems younger or older then she might have been at the start of the conversation.

Apparel & Accessories

Barefoot, her clothes are neat, well taken care of but nothing fine, more of a long white shift then a dress, but over it she wears a leather coat that is clearly meant for a man much larger than herself, it hangs low to her calves. Around her neck is a delicate silver chain with a silver wrapped piece of broken mirror hanging from it. A loose bag rests on one hip, bits of plants poke out from the corners and various pockets are sewn on to accommodate random bits of paper, mushrooms, and more.

Specialized Equipment

Those who are tapped into magic sources can see that a tall man hovers nearby, ghostly and insubstantial, but at the same time feeling intensely present, with a bow strung on his back over a ghostly version of the leather coat on the woman. He keeps watch not just on her, but all around her, seeing much that she misses. He leans in and speaks to her now and again, sometimes pointing out an obstacle or shifting her out of the way of someone coming towards her and she nods and looks where he points or speaks back to him, confusing many that cannot see him standing there.

Mentality

Personal history

Aislin doesn't know much about her parentage, she knows her mother's face, she has flashes of memories of loosing her, but most of her memories start in the graveyard she was raised in. Trained by a nearby Kayal wisewoman in the ways of medicine and elixir creation, she survived through foraging and occasional trips into town to sell what she foraged and the elixirs she created. As she got older she made money through creation of mundane and magical tattoos that she had learned how to do from one of the spirits that raised her. When she was 20 she stumbled on Jack in the woods, he was the most earthy and solid person she had ever met and he calmed her discordant connection with time and space in ways no one ever had. Married a year or so later, they took up residence in her teachers old cabin after she had passed away, but of course was never gone from Aislin's awareness or the cabin and gardens. They lived well, happy, long bursts of time tending the herbs, creating elixirs, roaming the deep forests with occasional trips into the towns for trading. Until it all came to an abrupt end.

Education

Aislin had a varied education cobbled together from the various spirits in the graveyard, and more direct education from Ishe'al on foraging, herb crafting and elixir making, and a more direct education on forest craft from Jack.

Employment

Creating and selling elixirs, creating and selling mundane and magical tattoos--especially known for her ancestral tattoos.

Failures & Embarrassments

Not seeing the future thread where Jack didn't die.

Mental Trauma

Loss of mother, physical loss of Jack

Intellectual Characteristics

Bright, smart, logical, but so disconnected from the stream of "now" and the concreteness of existing in one place that she can appear scattered and like she isn't paying attention.

Morality & Philosophy

Her moral code is much more immediate, she always sees so many possible future that simply having to choose what, in any given moment, is the next right choice is as far as she worries about.

person.sexuality

Married to Jack, he, as a person, is her one and only attraction.

person.gender_identity

Female

Taboos

She would decide in the moment.

Known Languages

Common, Shadowtongue, Aklo

Personality

Motivation

She is motivated to find out what happened to her mother, but she really has so little to go on that she doesn't know how to go about it. She and Jack had tried to sort out where she might have actually been born, but also realize it could have been in the Ethereal or Shadow Planes.

Social

Birthplace

The Far North (best guess)

Current Residence

Wandering

Contacts & Relations

The spirits of Ishe'al, Jack, Mrs. Berty, Edith, all the spirits of The Corners

Wealth & Financial state

She can make a good living with her elixirs and tattoos.