Aisling Riamh

Lady Aisling Riamh

Lady Aisling Riamh, now a figure of unparalleled power and dread, embodies the essence of manipulation and cunning within the council of the Sanguine Epoch. Her visage, once marked by fair features and flowing blonde locks, has transformed into a portrait of haunting beauty and unearthly allure, tinged with a hint of terror. Eyes with a glimmer as dark as the abyss gleam with an otherworldly intelligence, betraying the depths of her scheming mind.
Within the inner sanctum of the coven's council, Lady Aisling reigns supreme, her commands met with unwavering obedience and whispered reverence. Her presence alone is enough to instill fear in the hearts of those who dare to cross her path, for she wields the unfathomable power of the coven with chilling precision. Beneath her beguiling exterior lies a mind honed to razor-sharp clarity, capable of weaving intricate webs of deceit and manipulation to further her inscrutable agenda. Her every word is laced with honeyed poison, capable of bending even the strongest wills to her bidding, but it is not only her mastery of deception that renders Lady Aisling a force to be reckoned with. She commands the dark arts with a proficiency that borders on the divine, wielding the primal forces of blood and shadow with devastating effect. None who stand against her can hope to match her prowess, for she is a master of both subtlety and savagery.
To those who dare to oppose her, Lady Aisling is a figure of nightmare incarnate, a specter of doom whose name strikes fear into the hearts of even the bravest souls. In the shadows of Cairne, her influence looms large, casting a pall of darkness over the land and ensnaring the unwary in her deadly embrace. For those few who learn her name and live to tell the tale, Lady Aisling Riamh is a legend whispered in hushed tones, a cautionary tale of the perils that lurk in the depths of the Barren Ridge. To cross her path is to court disaster, for she is a force of nature unto herself, a living embodiment of terror and power, feared by all who know of her existence.

Divine Domains

Blood

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Born nearly two centuries after the establishment of the Seanachaisian capital city of An Chéad Solas, Aisling was initially distinguished by her fair features and flowing blonde hair amidst her kin. She led an unremarkable life until the age of two hundred and fifteen, when her path intertwined with that of a mysterious traveler seeking arcane wonders across the Seanachaisian Isles. This enigmatic woman captivated Aisling, drawing her into a mesmerizing journey filled with peculiar occurrences and unfathomable powers. Despite noticing the anomalies surrounding her companion—her abstinence from food and sleep, her inexplicable knowledge, Aisling was entranced, refusing to acknowledge the potential peril lurking within her infatuation. With each passing day, her affection deepened, culminating in a desperate bid to secure the affection of her newfound love.
When her companion neared the completion of her quest, Aisling grew fearful that once completed, she would leave, and in desperation she struck out on her own to obtain the relic first, anything to keep her new found love from abandoning her. The relic itself, a red gem said to have been a divine remnant of Vrokhanna, was buried deep within one of the many secret and lost places underneath the Seanachaisian Isle, and she did indeed find it, through no small trial of her own. Once in hand, she felt its power surge through her, and her heart slow to stop. As she lay there, confused and gasping for air, her beloved companion stepped out of the shadows and cradled her head in her hands, smiling. She told Aisling that she knew she could trust her to do what she needed, and that through her actions and sacrifice, she had secured her love for all time. AIsling, still confused and afraid, regardless found comfort in her words, and slowly slipped into oblivion struggling to say the words, 
"Anything for you..."
And as she awoke, transformed by the gem's power into something new, powerful, and deadly, she finished her statement, in a voice that was strong and rich, 
"Eidola, my love"
With that, the first Dearg Due was born, and the beginning of the Sanguine Epoch as well.
As Lady Aisling Riamh ascended to lead the coven, her transformation marked the beginning of an era shrouded in darkness and intrigue. From the shadowed recesses of their candlelit courts atop Barren Ridge, the coven wielded influence across Cairne, manipulating the threads of fate with ruthless precision. Within their matriarchal hierarchy, dissent was swiftly quelled, yielding to the elders' inscrutable will. Throughout the ages, the coven endured, adapting to the shifting tides of history and the encroaching influence of the Void. Empowered by its touch, they sought out worthy acolytes, binding them in blood oaths to further their arcane machinations.

Divine Classification

Pact-Lord

Current Location

Deireadh an Chroí

Species

Dearg Due

Ethnicity

Seanachaisians

Realm

Barren Ridge

Church/Cult

The Sanguine Epoch

Year of Birth

1202 AR 1417 Years old

Birthplace

An Chéad Solas

Current Residence

Deireadh an Chroí

Pronouns

She/Her

Sex

Female

Gender

Female

Presentation

Female

Eyes

Green

Hair

Platinum Blonde

Belief/Deity

Eidola

Aligned Organization

The Sanguine Epoch