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Kind ✦ Gentle ✦ Inquisitive ✦ Forgetful ✦ Heartsick
Prior to being cursed, Eislen lived a secluded and isolated life for several hundred years in the wilderness of the vast forests that span the northern pacific coasts. He knows little about the world outside of what gossip was shared with him by passing travelers to his woods. He knows even less about humanity and human society, his herd's combined magic having created a strong ward that turned humans subconsciously away from their forests for years. His nature, even now, remains gentle and kindhearted, though underneath it all remains an ever present melancholy at his predicament. He yearns for what he used to be with every fiber of his heart and soul.
His curiosity about the world at large has kept him from succumbing to the misery that wants to drown him, keeping himself afloat with the abundance of new knowledge and experiences he's been given in the last year. Clothing, for one, fascinates and delights him. He marvels at the wonders humans have created in beautiful outfits, and delights when given the opportunity to partake himself.
His memory was affected by the attack in some strange way, with each passing day his once clear memory of all of his years has begun to fog and become harder to recall. He wonders if it is due to the mortal body he's been bound to taking it's toll on him, but he cannot say for sure. In ways the forgetfulness creeps into his short-term memory as well, making him forget where he placed something, what he might have been discussing in a conversation, or a task he was in the middle of doing.
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Magic
Area of Expertise
As a unicorn Eislen was once able to grant blessings of good fortune and the wishes of those few pure of heart who could seek him out, but upon being cursed to a mortal body he can no longer feel that magic within his reach anymore.
Abilities
Healing Blood: One thing that the curse seemed to have left alone was the restorative properties of his blood, though he is wary and frightened to reveal to anyone that it can heal, afraid of being attacked and drained of his blood once more. When applied to a wound, the blood will very slowly begin to mend the injury until the damage is like new so long as the blood remains in contact. His blood doesn't lose it's magic when removed from him either; it can remain as potent as when it was first spilled even when stored properly for years.
Faint Blessings: He can still only just barely reach into his soul and call upon his ability to bless, but it doesn't always work, and oftentimes goes horribly awry instead, as if the curse has twisted and distorted even his magic at it's core. When it does succeed it is faint and weak, no more than if he managed to slightly improve someone's luck for the day.
Limitations
Limited Blood: His blood is not a cure-all restorative despite it's legendary reputation. It works slowly to mend and only really affects organic material. One drop of his blood will not heal an entire slash across the forearm; enough has to be spilled to cover the whole of the wound and remain there for as long as the healing takes. Because of the lingering trauma of his attack, spilling his blood tends to make him excessively anxious and lightheaded. The more blood he spills, the weaker and dizzier he becomes.
Broken Blessings: His ability to cast blessings has been horribly maimed by the curse, resulting in a roulette of pure 50/50 chance whether or not he will cause harm or good. When the blessings go wrong they are always unpredictable; they could cause the subject of his attempted blessing to be sorely unlucky, or they could backfire and rebound off of Eislen instead. Needless to say, the benefits do not outweigh the repercussions, so he is hesitant to ever try casting them.
Personal Lore
History
Early Life
Eislen was born in a remote beautiful rainforest on the northern pacific coast. His life as a unicorn was an idyllic and content one- he had his forest that he shared with several other unicorns and a myriad of other magical creatures. The unicorns' magic blessed the forest with both protection and prosperity for centuries- until their presence was discovered by hunters.
Eislen's parents were the first hunted and slain for their horns and the magical properties of their blood. The forest lost it's splendor on that day, and Eislen was forced to flee the forest that had been his home for his entire life with what remained of his few fellow unicorns. It was unfamiliar land that they fled to, similar as it may look to the outside eye, adjusting to a new forest was difficult, but they couldn't go back unless they too wanted to be slain.
Several decades passed and eventually the unicorns' magic took root in their new forest. Growth flourished, humans turned away and the land was prosperous- then one morning, when Eislen was grazing in a clearing, a figure approached him from the shadows-- and then he remembered no more.
When he awoke again, blood was everywhere- and he was no longer a unicorn. He had arms, hands- a human face, a human voice that wailed his despair but couldn't even speak to voice his devastation. He had been turned mortal, cursed to a human body and a human life- and the forest around him had lost it's color once more.
A wicked wound cut across his throat, telling him all he needed to know- someone had tried to harvest him for his magical parts. He had been hunted, but not slain. The other unicorns were gone- scattered at the scent of another unicorn's blood staining the soil once more, and Eislen was left alone and enfeebled by his new form and mortality. It was an old satyr living in the same forest that was his saving grace: he recognized Eislen as one of the unicorns that had blessed the forest and tended to him, leading him somewhere safe to recuperate.
Moving to Walpurgis
Eislen lived in the care of the old satyr for almost a year, regaining his strength and adjusting to his new form. He might have been content to remain like this, but the old satyr had some sort of shameful past that he was adamant made him unfit to be in a unicorn's presence, despite Eislen's protests to the contrary. He never told Eislen his name, and after the year had come and gone he led Eislen to a small little woodland community and pleaded with the elves there to guide Eislen to his former home of Walpurgis where he knew the research center existed to study magic- perhaps they could find a way to undo the curse upon him.
One of the resident elves guided Eislen through several portals along the journey to Walpurgis, but upon arrival bid him farewell and returned home, leaving Eislen lost and barely capable of communication to explain his reason for being there. He sought out the research center first, but was turned away immediately for his lack of academic experience. Feeling dejected and despondent he came close to leaving town and giving up entirely, until he came across Dan's pizza parlor, Pizza On Arrival. In a short time Dan was offering Eislen a job, and Eislen, hoping it would give him somewhere to find a small amount of purpose in his strange new human life, accepted.
Present Day
Eislen has been in town for all of 4 months, working as a waiter at Pizza On Arrival and working up the courage to approach the research center again with a plea to look into how to undo his curse. His voice was permanently damaged by the slash across his throat, but he is still capable of soft whispered speech if he strains, otherwise he has trouble communicating- he can only just barely write, and learning sign language is slow going for him when he's still adjusting to having fingers that move. He wants to make the most of his life here though, not ready to give up his hope for a cure for his curse just yet.
Race Lore
Eislen is descended from the unicorns of legend- long lived, elegant mythical horse-like creatures shrouded in mystery and said to be able to grant the most desired wishes to the pure of heart, whose horns could cure any ailment, and purify any toxin. It is considered an intolerable crime to kill a unicorn, but that never stopped the hands of those who would slay them in order to obtain their rare healing properties of their horns and blood- dwindling their already rare numbers down to near extinction.
In order to protect themselves and bring prosperity to the land they dwell comfortably in, unicorns radiate their natural blessing magic, and when they linger in one place long enough it takes root and affects everything around them. This creates safe havens for them with which they can remain hidden for years to live in peace within, the stronger wards generated by larger herds of unicorns joining their magic together even being capable of turning threats to themselves and their safe havens subconsciously away. Due to his curse, Eislen is no longer capable of this part of his inherent magic.
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