Dog

Name:  Xiao
Gender: Male
Orientation: Obsessed.
Birthday: February 10th / 23rd of Wolf's month
Eyes: Dark brown seal eyes.
Hair: Black.


History: Xiao, called as "Dog" many times by his master, rarely talks to anyone save said master.
Long time ago, he was sentanced to death by the community he lived in, accused from thievery, murders and heresy.
As the sentance was about to be carried upon, he however kicked an old stone down from the cliff. As it happened, the stone was an altar for his faith, and so, unknown to the people of his community, he unleashed the fury of old gods.
Huge waves brought distruction over the willage that laid on the reefy islands, leaving none; children, women, old or young alive. They were all gone, exept for Xiao.
And as the man, now a murderer of multiply people, cazed in the unveiled eyes of the Ocean lord, he was bound for forever to his service, losing the remains of his sanity, they say.

Personality: Sly, cunning mind that hides behind coy smile. Submissive personality if handled right.
Likes: Sounds of the ocean, playing flute, morning light, being useful to his master.
Dislikes: Feeling of hunger, disappointing his master, being pressed to talk.

Associations: Elements of wood and water, southeast direction, spring, pearls, tiger lilies, Dizi-flute, Knight of Cups.
Balance: Yang
Title: Dog of the sea

Ragdoll

Name: Ragdoll, Doll
Age: Around twenties.
Gender: Male.
Orientation: Uncertain.
Birthday: Oct 9th / 36th of Cat's month.
Eyes: Sunset gold.
Hair: Cinnabar red.

History: Despite of being clear descendant of Kiresian blood, Doll has been raised up somewhat separated of the said culture, as a foster child of the Ïl Fairchild, the White hermit.
It is unclear even for the Doll himself how he end up in their care and his earliest memories are of himself playing under the table of the shop while the Fairchild was speaking with customers.
He was raised up in that shop where he learnt to handle, not only reptiles and snakes, but also his dificult, snarky caretaker.
As he grew up he started to spend less time in the shady shop and more with his friend Russell in the Kiresian parts of Nowhere.
He is the go-to-person when people on the block wish to ask favour from the Fairchild.

Personality: Loud, carefree, strong willed, joker. He hides all the troubles behind a mask of smile.
Likes: Strong tea, coffee, reptiles, Kawalski (his iguana totem), Russell (his friend), knives, goggles, tattoos, piercings.
Dislikes: Ïl's quirks, sweet food, Medame (albino boa), being watched over by Ïl.

Associations: Spring, southeast direction, elements of wood and fire, Knight of wands, bush fire, rambutan fruit, spider lily, parlour palm.
Balance: Yang
Title:

The White child

Name: The White child
Age: Unknown
Gender: None
Orientation: Unknown
Birthday: Unknown

Eyes: Graveyard blue
Hair: White like snow

History: The Child was born in far southern-west, where the sun sets to the bloody ocean. In birth the Child was white; the colour of death; like snow that sometimes rushed down the mountain sides, crushing people and cattle and the plants; like the smoke that raises from the funeral pyre. The Child had no gender either, to place them among those who give birth or those who protect, and so they were feared.
In time, when it became clear that the Child wouldn't just go away, they sent them to the temple to be measured and placed as seen fit.

As the child was taken before the Gaivat, the women of the temple, they examined the Child carefully and read the signs from the movements of the sacred snakes.
After many days, it finally was announced for the people that the Child was the incarnation of gods, and so the Child was bathed, clothed and dressed in fine jewellry.
Given everything they wanted or needed they lived in the temple; people would come and worship them, give them gifts of finest fruits, cloth and jewellry.
The days of their childhood drift away in the drug smoke and the fireflysongs.

They are still a Child, albeit an older one, when the demons come from the sea. Poison eyed demons attact the city and the temple and everything turns red, red, red. The city, the temple the people. Hot and flaring and red, and the White child runs for they are afraid (they are empty).

They run untill they come to the blue hills. And there they first time encounter the Dark one, the bound one on the glade behind the sleep.
And the Dark one thirsts for the freedom as the Child thists for the affection and power.
For that, they join together.

Personality: Vain, proud, childish. They love affection and obsession shown for them egually.
Likes: Fine clothing and jewellry, warmth, the Dark one, power, being obsessed over, snakes.
Dislikes: Rude people, feeling weak, not having what they want.

Associations: White lotus, blue mist, albino snakes, drifting incense smoke, the Moon, ivory, South-west direction, elements of metal and water.
Balance: Yin
Title: Living god, Child of Nameless blood