Hello! This is a Rentry for my persona, Fae! This is a collection lf her lore that I'm currently working on. I hope you enjoy it!

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Name: Fae
Age: 17
Pronouns: She/Her
Species: Lyrae
Element: Light

Fae Allehan, the adopted daughter of the Allehan family, is a charming, musical and a bright individual.
Her origins were more than mysterious, even peculiar, as no one in the quaint town of Raumhilde knew where one would find a winged child, let alone one with musical prowess such as hers.

She knew every song; from the past, present, and the future. Melodies came to her naturally. Her voice was like an antidote that could cure even the deadliest of poisons, just by hearing it. It was like she could thread strings of wind in her throat, controlling the timbre of her voice.

She wore the emblem and title of the Allehan family loud and proud. The entire town adored her presence. Naturally, as carpenters, her family would build wooden instruments for Fae to perform. They cherished her singing, always melting in her soothing chords. Even though she didn't pursue the same line as everyone else in her family, she received an equal amount of support, if not more, to pursue her love of music.

As time passed, the residents of Raumhilde viewed Fae's birth as a message from the heavens; that she was sent to being peace and harmony to the town. But of course, a few skeptics judged, and were wary, theorising about her true identity and if she was truly the savior everyone claimed she was. Surely, below the "innocent child" façade, was a havoc-wreaking monster, right? No one knew for sure, not even Fae.

"Mama... I have a question," sprung Fae, while Mrs. Allehan was brushing her soft, pink hair.

"Ask away, my dear."

"Am I not human?"

"..."

Fae looked down. Her silence was more than enough of an answer.

"Well... does it truly matter? Human or not, your heart is as pure as the water that flows in River Ulrianne," she replied, splitting her hair into 3 sections to braid.

"I know. But... No one else has these wings on their head. It makes me feel weird."

Mrs. Allehan smile grew straighter, as she recalled the events of the day Fae came home.

"I don't think I'm human."

"You're special, dear. You were blessed by the Gods above. They chose you."

Fae wasn't satisfied with this answer. Why her? Why not someone else? What did it mean to have chosen her specifically? Why does she have wings? What make her... so special?

She knew that if she pushed further, she would end up at square 1 again.

"You're special."