Ciaran Owen

785 YearsMaleValhalirEireaball NathairTenth Division LieutenantEbony Lions229 Profile ViewsPlayed by Pham Thanh
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I hate myself. Even as I bark at the moon, I don't have the courage to reach out and grab it.

Basics

Full Name: Ciaran (Kier-an) Owen
Nicknames: Ci (Kee)
Age: 785
Birth Date: August 31, 1231
Gender: Male
Species: Valhalir
Birth Place: Asgard
Nationality: Irish-Pakistani
Known Languages: English, Irish Gaelic, Arabic
Alliance(s): Valkyrie (Tenth Division), Ebony Lions
Living Space:
Ciaran currently shares an apartment in the residential sectors of Valhalla with his long-time boyfriend. It's not very large, but it is kept very orderly. Save for the kitchen. Some might think it's not very orderly or clean, but he's just got spices, varying oils and vinegar, and a couple bottles of cooking wine, scattered all over the counters with no sense to where they are. But he can find them. That's the important part.
Hair Colour: Red (like, fire engine fucking red)
Eye Colour: Brown
Height: 6' 2"
Build:
Most would probably consider Ciaran to be relatively well-built. He is, to be fair, small or scrawny are not words for him. He's got very broad shoulders, too, so he looks perhaps a little larger than he actually is.
Unique Features:
There is a mess of tribal style, solid black tattoos more or less all over him. There's a vague semblance of pattern to them, and either side mirrors the other, so they are symmetrical at least. Thank you, Eireaball Nathair.
Dress Style:
He doesn't mind his uniform, but outside of it, he actually dresses relatively well. Ciaran's got something of a coffee-shop style, we wouldn't really call it very grungy, but it has some semblance of emo-influence. He's a comfort and function over aesthetics kind of guy, but his sense of aesthetics aren't terrible, either.
Daemon: Eireaball Nathair (air-eh-ah-ball na-hair, snake tail)
Brand: Who the hell even knows where it is, because he's never seen it, either.
Sealed Appearance:
His daemon is actually in his tattoos. There are a whole slew of them, all tribal in design, dark black marks on his skin, he's got front ones, arm ones, leg ones, back ones, neck ones, hey there's a few above his eyebrows... all of them are Eireaball. They just sort of appear as he masters his daemon's abilities.
Play By: Abarai Renji

Player: Kendra
Time-Zone: CST (central standard, gmt -6)
Other Characters:

History

His life's sucked. It continues to suck, in many ways. Still, this is the path he's walked, and he's come a long way, and while it was hard, and still is, he knows it can't rain all the time.

Ciaran's never met his father. His mother was always sickly, and after she had his little brother Rory, her health took a nose dive. While he did what he could, the area of Asgard they were in really didn't lend to it being much, and given how young he was, it was difficult to get anyone to take him serious. Much of his mid-child years were spent stealing food and painkillers, because maybe he couldn't fix it, but he could at least make her pain ease up. Saiorse never expected him to be able to fix it, but some part of Ciaran's never forgiven himself for not managing to.

Her passing left him with just himself and his little brother, who really wasn't old enough to start taking care of himself. Rory did have the cute child factor, so sometimes he sold wildflowers to anyone that'd bother talking to him, but for the most part, their income and food and water sources fell to Ciaran. He probably fell in with the wrong crowd several times over, but it kept Rory reasonably safe, and that was the important part.

It was probably just a matter of time, until Rory's name was pulled for the Blood Games, and Ciaran decided to take his place. Through sheer dumb luck, and maybe a little more creative ingenuity than he'd admit to, Ciaran survived. There was one other survivor of those games, too, that year, who happened to be from the same part of Asgard - thus, it was a joint win, and both walked away. Ciaran both was and was not the same; Rory's name was still in the drawings, and he knew eventually his name might get pulled again, and the second time, Ciaran wouldn't be able to spare him that one.

So began his long and rather arduous trip across Asgard, toward the brightly shining moon in the sky they called Valhalla. Rory had a decent amount of Force by then; Ciaran did, too, but he wasn't aware of it at the time, and assumed Rory would stay, and he wouldn't. It was rather the surprise when the Valkyrie Academy took them both. He'd looked at Rory in confusion, and Rory giggled and said, "Yeah, you've been leaking Force the whole way here." Of course he had.

Things seemed to get better, after that. Rory at least was a lot happier than he'd been out there in Asgard, and as much as it was weird to adjust to, eventually Ciaran did, too. It probably didn't surprise anyone that, his heart was still in Asgard, with everyone out there that was just like him, and maybe he'd done some stupid shit trying to help them. He was just one person, and he didn't really make any difference at all, but eventually he joined the Eagles, thinking maybe it was a good idea (no, it wasn't), and found Iname.

It was an accident, really, and at the time, Ciaran knew next to nothing about the Kashi, except that he wasn't supposed to be there. Enough watching, and he figured out he didn't want to be there, either. Ciaran was just one person. He certainly wasn't enough to take on Shihoin Mother Fucking Tetsuya of all people, at least not directly, and while Ciaran may be rather impulsive and occasionally not very smart, he did know that. In the end, he scrounged up a bunch of money, and bought him for an entire weekend. It was a lot, and honestly, he probably scared the crap out of him doing it, but it was worth it. After that first time, it became routine, every weekend, almost, Ciaran snatched him up for the entire three days. Maybe it wasn't enough. It probably wasn't, in the end, it wasn't, he knew that, but it was something, until he could think up something else. And somewhere along the way, that jaded, somewhat snappy Kashi wormed his way into that little hole in Ciaran's heart he didn't know was there.

He drove himself into severe debt, doing this, ultimately. In the end, Ciaran had to borrow thousands from anyone that'd loan him enough, because otherwise he couldn't pay his bills, and later, he needed even more than before, as he gained a son to provide for, essentially trading places with Iname for a while. Iname never was particularly dumb, mind, and Ciaran's pretty sure, even now, he at least started to figure it out. Neither ever put words to it, and Ciaran still doesn't see a reason to. Both know. Both know they both know. Talking about it has the unfortunate side-effect of making it more real, and Ciaran's happy to just ignore it all. He's got no room to complain, anyway. He knew what he was getting into, and he did it anyway.

Eventually, mind, he got Iname loose of the Eagles, and somewhere in there, they started dating. Ciaran's pretty careful what he does and says around him, because he doesn't want to push or hurt Iname on accident. At some point, though, Iname just kind of shoved everything into a box in the corner, and forgot it was there, or purposely ignored it, and truth be told, they're falling apart, a little. But still he stays, because he knows Iname needs him, and he isn't the kind of person that could walk away knowing that.

Relationships

You were the car I crashed

Awards and Merits

This member has been a part of Embers for a full year. Thank you for the memories! For reaching over 60 posts! Congratulations!

Suite Skills

Blinking
Parent: Force Control ( 950 / 1100 )
He hates it, but he'll do it in certain circumstances, if he needs to.
Level 16 [ 750 / 1100 ]
Canoin
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
Separates all the chain segments, causing them to glow red. They then surround an opponent, and fire from all possible directions. It takes some time before the chain segments pull back together from this, and Ciaran can use the other complete state abilities again, about five turns.
Level 13 [ 600 / 1400 ]
Ceangail Nathair
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
This separates Ri na Nathracha's tail segments, surrounds an opponent, reconnects the segments with concentrated Force ropes, and then shocks the hell out of the target. The shocks cause burning instead of electric shock sensations.
Level 11 [ 500 / 1400 ]
Cnaigh
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
The chains glow a deep indigo colour. This ability is difficult to get to hit, because the chains need to brush the target's skin. The indigo glow stops, and where the chains touched the target forms an indigo tattoo, somewhat mimicking the tattoos Eireaball has in sealed state. So long as that tattoo is there, the target takes an extra half roll of damage per turn, and their damage drops by 2 (cumulative).
Level 15 [ 700 / 1400 ]
Defensive Sorcery
Parent: Force Control ( 950 / 1100 )
Some defensive sorcery techniques are easier for him than others, mostly barriers and whatnot rather than traps, but he's not terrible at the traps, either. His aim's great, there's just not really as much power behind it.
Level 17 [ 800 / 1100 ]
Eireaball NathairEireaball Nathair (air-ah-bohl na-hair) is essentially an urumi in release state, which means he had to learn to handle a whip-sword. Which is not easy. Listen. That was rough. He still has scars from it. What the fuck, Eireaball.
Level 19 [ 900 / 1300 ]
Fainne
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
Ciaran forms a circle in the air, the chains glowing deep red. It leaves behind a red circular afterimage, which Ciaran then punches through to launch a larger fireball. If this hits, it causes burns, and the target takes half damage every turn until it wears off in five turns.
Level 14 [ 650 / 1400 ]
FirearmsAt one time, Ciaran was a member of the Crimson Snakes; obviously, he learned to use a gun during that time.
Level 20 [ 950 / 1100 ]
Force ControlForce control isn't really one of Ciaran's strongest suits; he can do it, of course, just not very refined, and his control isn't precision.
Level 20 [ 950 / 1100 ]
Gunna Cnamh
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
The whip generates a concentrated Force blast by passing that Force down the segments, from one to the other, and then firing from the snake's mouth.
Level 12 [ 550 / 1400 ]
Lightfoot
Parent: Force Control ( 950 / 1100 )
He can keep up with most, he just doesn't generally care to, much. Ciaran won't deny a little laziness.
Level 20 [ 950 / 1100 ]
Offensive Sorcery
Parent: Force Control ( 950 / 1100 )
His offensive sorcery is relatively solid, but he rarely ever uses it unless he has to.
Level 20 [ 950 / 1100 ]
Soilsigh
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
The chains glow a vibrant orange-red, and by punching the air, Ciaran can shoot a fireball from the chains. If he punches with both fists at once, it causes a double fireball, but together, they do the same damage as combining the fire blasts into one.
Level 16 [ 750 / 1400 ]
Soinnean Tine
Parent: Eireaball Nathair ( 900 / 1300 )
Ciaran manifests a blade from the snake's mouth, and after successfully impaling an opponent, Ciaran clenches his fist, forming a jaw of Force behind him. These jaws them close down on the enemy, and simultaneously, Ciaran fires a blast of Force. This does hit twice. Assuming both rolls succeed.
Level 10 [ 450 / 1400 ]
SwordsmanshipFor the most part, his interest in swordsmanship was more of an interest in learning how to handle Azure Dragons easier in close proximity. He got pretty good at it, though, and now he can use most blades. Don't ask about spears, spears kill him.
Level 18 [ 850 / 1100 ]
Unarmed CombatListen. Eireaball is an asshole and isn't even a weapon.
Level 21 [ 1000 / 1100 ]

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