| #001 - Profile |
[28 May 2008|10:51pm] |
Deity Name: Gwragedd Annwn (Water Fae)
Pantheon: Celtic
Current Alias: Nadia Conway
Apparent Age: Early 20's
Occupation: None
Personality: Nadia is a sweetheart. She is affectionate, bubbly without being annoying, talkative and intelligent. Her disturbing lack of believers in the New World have left her barely surviving. She is unemployed, lives in Central Park, but manages to get by in her own way, usually living on the kindness of strangers. She stays by the water features as a rule, has a nice singing voice so can busk for spare cash, and her most prized posession is a guitar that was a gift from a young boy she knew while living in LA in the late 60's.
She loves meeting up with the Gods, you could almost call her a god groupie. In them she finds a connection, she feels like they are all her extended family. The New Gods fascinate and intimidate her, but she thinks they are all beautiful. Her own pantheon has been scattered all over the country, she finds the busy life of New York suitable for her, because there are times when she feels incredibly alone.
History: Nadia was carried to America in the mind of a young Irish boy in the late 1800's. He had caught a glimpse of her years before, when he had fallen into a pond near his Grandfathers farm. When he reached 17 he left to find his way in the New World along with many others. On the long journey the boy told the story of the nymph in the water, the 'Gwragedd Annwn' that had stolen his heart. When the boat finally arrived, there was one more passenger that stepped onto the dock. Nadia Conway was born.
Nadia lost track of the boy soon after, getting lost in the crazed streets of New York. Here and there stories of her people were whispered to children at night, but as time marched on she was all but forgotten. Such a sharp transition took it's toll on Nadia, and for the first few decades of her life she was a mad, rambling girl who lived in a constant haze of shock and depression.
The 1960's found her first moment of clarity. Living in Los Angeles she fell in with the huge movement of 'flower children', that took her under their wing and made her feel whole again. They opened her eyes to the New World; the turmoil of Vietnam and the agony of the fights on their own shores were balanced out by the overwhelming desire for peace and sharing. Her friends gave her a new lease on life, and in exchange she told them the stories of her home land, which they carried with them and shared with their own children.
Now, Nadia has come to love America. In it she sees beauty and danger, and though it is far different from the world which she 'came from', she would not trade it for the world.
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