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Name; Kheelan Hreidmar
Gender; Male
Age; 18
Birthday; February 18th
Zodiac Sign; Aquarius
Height; 5'7
Hair color; Brown and blue
Eye Color Brown
Occupation; Seelie Knight
Having a child was so difficult and uncommon among the fae, that the birth of two twin boys was greatly celebrated. Of course, one was far too weak to survive, and died at a mere two days old. It wasn't uncommon for fae children to pass, so they simply didn't focus on that and celebrated the child that did survive. Kheelan was a healthy young boy, one who was spoiled often by others in the seelie court. Being the youngest, he was often overly protected, treated as though he was a prince despite the fact that his parents were not royalty of any kind; they were simply seelie knights.
The seelie were always distant from others in the shadow world; they disliked almost every other species. This sense of superiority would be their downfall. Kheelan was hardly old enough to understand why he should hate shadowhunters when they were approached by the Circle. Fairfolk had a lot of power, and their assistance was needed if the Circle wanted to take out all downworlders. They were told that the seelie court would be spared if they offered their assistance; the unseelie court would not. The queen considered their options for weeks before she decided that the Circle needed to be defeated; she may have had distrust of other downworlders, but she trusted them far more than she'd trust any shadowhunter. An attack was planned on the Circle. Needless to say, seelie forces were lead into a massacre, a great number of them not returning. Among those who had passed were Kheelan's parents. One thing he never had to experience in his short life was loss; he had decided from then on that he wanted to defend their people when he was older, walk in his parents footsteps and perhaps make a name for himself.
As he grew, Kheelan didn't have a single family he stayed with. He was pretty much passed around between whatever faeries wanted him for the day or needed his assistance with chores. He was usually pretty quiet, probably due to the fact that he didn't have anyone his age to talk to, and spent most of his time sketching away. It was only when he was around fifteen and joined the seelie knights that he allowed himself to communicate with people outside of the seelie court. He acted as a communicator between the seelies and other downworlders under the queen's orders. Downworlder meetings turned out to be boring, and his opinion was hardly needed, so he usually sat to the side and kept his head in his sketchbook, only speaking up occasionally to oppose something he heard and disagreed with. It was during that time that he met his first friend.
The young werewolf walked into the meeting like he owned the place, sitting down and announcing that his pack leader couldn't make it that night. He practically lead the entire meeting, making demands and shooting down ideas like it came naturally to him. Kheelan was surprised when the boy had reached over the table and shut his sketchbook, giving him a playful smile and telling him to join in on the conversation. Kheelan wasn't used to people with strong personalities, as he was used to keeping to himself, but he found the aggression quite amusing. After the meeting ceased, they began speaking a lot more outside of the eyes of the other downworlders, sharing different stories and hobbies. As it turned out, his werewolf friend was horrible at drawing but excelled in sports, which he tried to get Kheelan into but the competition intimidated the faerie. He'd often make cracks at Kheelan's blatant disregard for gender roles, yet continue to offer to braid his hair despite it. The friendship was overall very teasing, and Kheelan found himself getting attached quickly. He was treated like a prince back home, yet nobody had ever bothered to reach out and befriend him and discuss his interests. As it turned out, he liked many mundane interests that he never would have found out about had he not befriended the werewolf. The first of which was obscure museums around New York City. He went to every pop up museum and took pictures in every one (thanks to his unhealthy new interest in vintage cameras). The werewolf had often laughed and called him a "hipster". Kheelan didn't know what it meant, but he wore the title with pride.
His distrust in shadowhunters, and specifically the Circle, was reconfirmed when he was seventeen and went to visit his best friend, only to find that their whole pack had been killed by Circle members. Kheelan withdrew from social interaction soon after that, his butterflies symbolic of his grief and wanting to be alone. He hardly had time to properly distance himself before he had to return to his job, communicating and negotiating amongst other downworlders and training for whenever the Circle may try to attack the seelies. He tries to push aside his mundane interests, willing himself to focus on battle and protect his people from any dangers that may come.
