โ florence pugh, cisfemale, she/her, 27 / 270 , high fae โ โ cauldron save you. it seems caelia caadlawon has finally made it to the capital, the lady from dawn court is said to be genuine and is said to describe themselves with disarming smiles with wholehearted laughter, muddied breaches wet from the first lightโs dew, the piercing call of a white bellbird, observant green eyes that slowly rove a room, sea breeze trapped within a morning mist and with all of this in mind their impetuousย nature always seems to get them into trouble. may the mother hold them as they navigate this unthinkable time. ; written by taylor
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&. BASICS
full name:ย caelia reve caadlawonย
nickname (s): lia, celie
name meaning: caelia - heavenly, blind; reve - dream
age / D.O.B.:ย 270 / december 3
gender, pronouns, sexuality:ย cisfemale, she/her, pansexual
species: high fae
allegiance: the dawn court
theme song: siren 042 by lala lala & why
current location: the dusk court, prythian
&. MORE BASIC INFO
occupation:ย lady of the dawn court, youngest sibling to the high lord
abilities: dream manipulation (primary), healing (minor)
relationship status:ย betrothed
children:ย n/aย
speaking voice:ย low and raspy with a melodic lilt
spoken languages: common tongue, holy tongue
&. PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
hair color and style: brownish-auburn, often worn loose with a smattering of braids throughoutย
eye color: green
height: 5โ4โ
distinguishing characteristics: a small scar below her jaw from a mishap with a fallen tree and a rock
signature scent: lavender, citron, smokey birch, and vanilla
&. HEALTH
physical disorder(s):ย she was sickly as a child with breathing issues caused by an inappropriately developed, "floppy" trachea (tracheomalacia). this manifests in her day-to-day life as asthma
sleeping habits: insomniac, although it's predominantly self-inflicted after years of dream exploration
&. PERSONALITY
label(s):ย hidden depths
four + traits:ย genuine, humorous, creative, loyal, competitive
four - traits:ย impetuous, sarcastic, pragmatic, morbid, elusive
astrology:ย sagittarius
moral alignment:ย chaotic neutral
goals and ambitions: to travel and see as much as she can, to perfect her ability of dream manipulation โ to experience life
likes: exploring on horseback, reading histories, painting
fears: becoming like her father, cold and overly pragmaticย
secret talent:ย a childhood spent with copious stretches of time alone and an incessant urge to remain in control mean that caelia has had the time to hone her skill with a weapon. she no longer fears the dark and the shadows that may lurk within, for she is lethal in and of herself
&. FAMILY
parents: high lord and lady of dawn
significant other: betrothed to vataviosย
sibling(s): high lord julian, second eldest sibling, lady seraphina
children:ย none
extended family: lord rhys elarie, elara luthian
pet(s):ย an enchanted friesian mare named freja
&. BACKGROUND
sheโs small, too small by the midwife's determinations, and breathing proves difficult for the young fae. she doesnโt speakย for several turns about the sun, though as the youngest of four, who looks to her for wisdom? instead, she lives in their minds, nestles about the abstract coils of the images that occupy their minds as they rest. when she awakes day after day, exhausted without any signs of distress overnight, no one gives it a second thought. she's gifted a stunning ebony filly on her fourth nameday, its name a menagerie of letters she scrawls lazily across a piece of parchment โ fyoni. and, when she does speak, well, her handmaids would argue that she was better off silent. how cunning a child, so calculated for one that hasn't yet reached their fifth summer. the archival tomes her father recited each night as if they were fairytales must have tainted her, poisoning her mind with cynicism, and sarcasm oozes from her tongue as if it were honey. fyoni becomes freja, and the two are inseparable. her tutors fawn about her, she understands the histories and asks questions that would impress the best of historians exceptโฆ when her eyes glaze over thereโs something thereโฆ a spark. unlike her sister, sheโs sharper, harsher. healing is a pastime for her true interests. the mind is a vast canvas, alive with a dreamscape unique to its beholder. nothing is beyond the reach of the creative mind, uninhibited in sleep so that any reality is possible.
the further she presses, wandering the minds of the small folk whose homes she passes on her early morning rides, the more blurred the lines between waking and sleeping become. they doubt her, as if consciousness is too lofty a concept for the girl whose ancestors could spurn death. her โdizzy spellsโ, they call them, are dangerous. how can she be expected to continue riding the glorious friesian mare when her attention is so deeply enraptured by fables of the unconscious mind? the dissent is led by one of the higher tutors, their gaze wary of the youngest caadlawon ever since she was a babe. that evening they dream of a lava flow and awake screaming. a step too close to the edge, a curious mind wandered too far, and cries for the maestro. there are no marks to prove it, and the batting of thick lashes is all it takes for the high lord to wave the incident off as ill humors, the suspicious mind a curious bedfellow and she's once again left to her dalliances albeit perhaps from a wider berth.
sheโs not malevolent, not intentionally, she simply doesnโt appreciate being undermined. the greatest spurn of all comes in the form of a betrothal, a promise to one day send her away in exchange for a tenuous alliance or an advantage in the capital, at best. some whisper that the high lord should avoid slumber, anticipating an outburst from his tempest of a daughter, but it never comes. in truth, the prospect excites her. let him use her face and abilities as a weapon, a tool for his own rise, and she will do the same. her late mother's whispers echo in her ear, my dreaming girl, the holy tongue as familiar to her as the common, and it is without hesitation that she heeds the call. she dreams of more.
her court, for all its beauty, is only a small corner of the world. thereโs so much more to see, to feel, if the dreams of the small folk can be trusted โ a sky that gleams with warm oranges rather than rose-tinted blue. inexplicable to those who donโt truly understand her, she leans into her fatherโs wishes and agrees to go without complaint when the time comes. her worth isnโt in a marriage, after all, but rather in what she can bring to it. a ferocity that channels the sunโs violent ascent through the darkness, sending its rays across the horizons and conquering all it touches. the dawn is as still as it is kinetic, resolute as it is limitless. and, when her brother finally finds a suitable match, she keeps her promise to the late high lord and proceeds without hesitation.ย history will never paint her as a grand ruler like her brother, who hasnโt known the injustice of being shuttled off like chattel, or her sister who embraces the night as if it were her own. she will be the dreamer, the sea snake that glistens from a distance yet strikes those who draw too close. gods save the one who seeks to tame her.ย
&. HEAD CANONS
caelia experiences dreams as another might experience emotions. they are outpourings of the heart's greatest desires, the vulnerable corners of a person's psyche. as such, she is selective with how far she strays. the dreams of those closest to her remain safe, as she makes a conscious effort to block them out of respect
sheโs honest, at times painfully so, and quick to unleash her tongue โย expect nicknames and genuine advice
as restless as her feet may be, she's fiercely loyal to her family and the dawn court; she looks fondly on her time spent at home and often longs for mornings by the riverside
a lady should always be prepared, and thus, caelia keeps a blade concealed within her boot
the dreams of ship captains are her favorite, the vast seas and distant destinations satisfy her urge to explore the uncharted
&. BOLD WHICH HABITS YOUR MUSE HAS
nail bitingย |ย throat clearingย |ย lyingย | interrupting |ย chewing the ends of pensย | smoking |ย swearingย |ย knuckle crackingย | thumb sucking |ย muttering under their breathย |ย talking to themselvesย | nose picking |ย picking at skinย |ย impulse buyingย |ย talking with their mouth fullย | humming/singing to themselves |ย chewing gumย | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling |ย whistlingย |ย eye rollingย | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together |ย jaw clenchingย |ย gesturing while talkingย |ย putting feet up on tables| tucking hair behind ears |ย chewing lipsย |ย crossing arms over chestย | putting hands on hips |ย rubbing the back of their neckย | being late |ย procrastinatingย |ย doodling| shredding paper |ย peeling off bottle labelsย | forgetfulness |ย running hands through hairย | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing |ย drumming fingersย | fist clenching |ย pinching bridge of noseย | rubbing temples |ย rolling shoulders















