Avery Thiews

Avery Thiews (born November 2, 1992) is a young Nixie who is currently under the employ of Her Lady as an emissary for the Faerie Court of Avalon. =Background=

Early Life
"My friends tell me that they have had their wills gifted to them and they tell me all about what they were made to do. Some of them scare me and I lock them in the basement but most of them are really nice. They don't breathe like we do but I think they're alive." - Avery Thiews, age 13

Avery Rebecca Thiews was born on November 2nd, 1992, as the only daughter of John and Rachel Thiews in the small town of Harbor Springs Michigan with the blood of both a human and a Nixie coursing through her veins. Her parents knew full well that this was the case, John's estranged mother having been a Nixie herself, and understood that this meant that their daughter would likely grow up in an unusual way. Despite this knowledge, however, Avery's parents decided to keep her Fae heritage a secret from her until the day it became pertinent; secretly hoping that such a day would never come and that their daughter could live a normal life.

For the most part, the pairs' prayers seemed to have been answered as the only way in which Avery's bloodline seemed to assert itself was in her love for the water, fishing, and swimming; a love which she shared with her father anyway. It wasn't until her and her father went out camping one day that anything too out of the ordinary occurred as, while going for a hike through the woods, Avery got lost and stumbled across a small, brightly-lit glade with a loud buzzing emanating from within. Always curious, the young child stepped into the glade and soon found herself staring into an Agartha portal. Mesmerized by the bright-light, Avery hardly noticed as she was stung time and time again; a warning to keep her away from the portal and the possible dangers within. Soon, however, the young girl took notice of the stings and abject terror replaced awe as she sprinted away from the glade as fast as she possibly could. She did not make it very far before the animatic venom of the bee stings overwhelmed her and led her to collapse, gasping for help and air in the woods. Her father fortunately stumbled across her limp form after a few minutes of searching and immediately rushed her off to the hospital for treatment. The tiny girl woke up a few hours later, crying softly as the nightmares of the bees and their painful stings continued to haunt her thoughts.

The stings did not seem to have too much effect on Avery at first but, as the years went by, Avery began to hear things, faint whispers which no one else seemed capable of picking up. Despite her parents' protests and growing sense of unease, Avery eventually found the source of the whispers buried on the nearby shore of Lake Michigan; they had been emanating from a small, rusted lantern which shone with an unnatural light when held in its user's hands. This was the first artifact Avery had ever found and, for whatever reason, she viewed it as a friend; talking to it on occasion, listening intently, and then responding as if it had said something to her. All the doctors her parents brought her to said that it was "just a phase" and that "it would pass" but Avery never stopped talking to the assorted items she collected; hiding some away while placing others on display in her room.

Living in Nightmare: Part 1
At around the age of twenty, Avery was discovered and picked up by the Illuminati's Artifact Acquisitions department due to her strange affinity for communicating with items of power. Without much combat training or information as to what was really going on, the young girl was soon sent to Kingsmouth to search for any and all artifacts that may have been glanced over and/or left in the area. What she was expecting was a simple trip to Maine, what she got was a zombie-infested wasteland where she constantly had to fight for her life.

After a few weeks of running, hiding, and battling off zombies, Avery finally seemed to get the hang of things and started looking for artifacts on the island. Other than a couple worthless trinkets, however, the girl couldn't find much of anything and was eventually given an ultimatum by her higher-ups; find something of actual worth soon or risk getting fired.

Afraid she might get downsized so early into her career, Avery found herself sneaking into an Orochi facility and stealing a small book from them which whispered to her and radiated immense power. She told the Illuminati of her find and, having been given the time and location at which she was to drop the book, decided to hide herself away until the appointed date. Growing curious as to what the book did, however, Avery naively opened it and read from its first page; the magic of the book quickly overpowering her and causing her to fall asleep for quite some time.

When she awoke, Avery found herself having slept through the given drop-off time with her location surrounded by angry Orochi operatives. With a little luck and the help of Jeb, a Templar friend she had made on the island earlier, she managed to escape from the Orochi, fight her way through a hell portal, and make it back to reality just in time to receive a message from her higher-ups that she had been fired.

Upset and afraid of the future, Avery left Kingsmouth with the small tome she had found - now named "The Somnus" by Avery due to its ability to put its reader to sleep - to go back to her flat in New york. A few days passed without much excitement but then, while she was going out to dinner with a friend, she was confronted by Magnum Vagrant; a so-called "Wizard PI" who had received an anonymous tip that Avery's life was in danger.

Not believing the strange man in a trench coat at first, Avery soon found herself under his protection anyway as she slumped over unconscious from a poison that had been placed into her wine glass and he found himself having to fight his way through a team of hit men in order to save her. The two of them escaped and she later awoke in Vagrant's home in London, the Illuminati now supposedly searching for her and the small book safely tucked away in her purse.

=Appearance=

Glamoured
When Glamoured, Avery appears to be a relatively normal young woman in her teenage years. She is of below-average height, oftentimes having to incline her head slightly in order to look others in the eyes, and has the well-toned build of an avid swimmer. Scattered across her lightly tanned face and body are a smattering of freckles, many of which congregate her gentle smile.

Her long, wavy, seaweed-green hair is often combed back ever so slightly so that it rests just over her ears and runs down the back of her slender neck. This also keeps her hair, for the most part, out of her dark green eyes which almost always have a kindhearted and caring look to them.

Avery tries her best to move with grace when treading upon solid earth, her every motion looking as if it had been practiced and rehearsed time and time again, but even then she will quite often stumble when confronted with particularly rough or uneven surfaces.

Ever since coming to London and her rebirth as one of the Fae, Avery has acquired quite the taste for long, flowing, summer gowns, skirts, and blouses of bright greens, yellows, and oranges; much preferring the comfort and freedom of these clothes to that of business attire or common streetwear. She never wears anything on her feet.

Unglamoured On Land
Avery's skin is a pale shade of green and her freckles have been replaced with small, reflective scales which sparkle with the reflected light of her surroundings. Her hair now seems to float in the air behind her as if it were submerged beneath the water. Short strands of light-green seaweed appear to adorn her locks and help to cover her fanned ears which, on occasion, will twitch/perk-up at unheard sounds.

She now wears a long skirt which flows around her feet and appears to be composed of burnt-orange and green scales. She also adorns a dark-green blouse and a light-green, see-through shawl is wrapped across her shoulders and trails down her slender arms.

Unglamoured In Water
Her legs have been replaced by a long, fish-like tail whose scales are the same shades as those of her skirt on land. On the side of her chest, adorning her rib cage, are a set of gills which flutter lightly as they filter oxygen in from the water around her.