Name: Aoife Molloy (Ee-Fe Mal-Oi)
Age: Unknown to all.
Gender: Female.
Race: Once a Pixie, now a Leprechaun. (See History)
Rank: Queen.
Weapon: Shamrock Staff.
Magic: She uses various types of Dust, each having a different effect.
Personality: Aoife appears to a sweet, innocent woman, though this is true she also has another side to her. All of the Evil Leprechauns must after all, it is in their nature. However she was once a Pixie, she still finds that she has some pixie-like traits. She has a habit of breaking into giggling fits at random; she has a very mischievous nature, loving to play pranks on others. She finds the small size of her race helps when tormenting mortals.
She can be serious when she wants to. When she is angry her cutesy exterior falls away to unleash an almost Banshee-like Queen. Her wrath isn’t generally one to be trifled with. She can be very scary when she wants to be, it is said that she becomes like an animal when she fights though it has rarely been seen.
She is good at her roll as Queen, she finds that she was well suited to the part. She is not at all pompous, she does not view herself higher than her people, she doesn’t feel it necessary. She is very loyal to her people and finds their well-being almightily important. She often puts them before herself when considering matters of importance.
She can, however, be easily lead. This does not, by any means, mean she is weak-minded. She is quite the opposite, in fact. It means that she will do what she is told, depending on who tells her to do it, of course. She has a certain naivety about her, she can't always tell when someone wishes her ill. Though being the person she is she isn't really hated within her race, however some feel that she may not be fit to be Queen due to her background.
Appearance: Her deep auburn falls in gentle curls around her face and down her shoulders, a petite golden crown sits gracefully on it's top.
The crown itself is not too highly decorated, it is merely a golden crown with white gold edges. Hanging from it is a chain hanging down across her forehead with small shamrocks attached. The rest of the chain droops in several neat crescent shapes at the back of her head, with a few shorter chains and smaller shamrocks falling with her hair.
Her eyes, unlike most Leprechauns, are grey, many think this is due to the transformation from Pixie to leprechaun, however no one knows. Her eyes are normally lined lightly in black and she normally wears green eyeshadow. She has rather long eyelashes which add to her look of beauty.
Her complexion is pinkish, with a sprinkling of freckles. Her full lips fit in nicely with their light pink colouring.
Clothing yet to be decided.
History: Aoife was once a Pixie, as is common knowledge by now. She was not of any important stature within the legions of the Pixies other than her somewhat striking beauty. She was just a normal, blonde, blue-eyed pixie girl. Arranged to be married to one of the higher males. She wasn't unhappy in her life but she wasn't happy either. Nothing seemed to excite her. It was as if she wasn't meant for the life she had. This did not mean she did not love her family or her people, she did. In her Pixie years she was a meek, sweet little woman, she would hardly speak, believing that she was lower than everyone else. This changed, as did she.
It was little or no surprise that when she heard the Kings song she would be curious. It was amidst a great battle, she was alone in her village with nothing to do but worry about the well-being of her family and the few friends that she had. Her father would not let her join them, he said she would be of better use elsewhere.
The song hit her like a wave of emotion, pulling her into it's embrace. She couldn't help but follow its melodious sound. Like a tight rope it gripped her, as if in a trance she walked towards it's source, finding a dashing male waiting for her. She knew exactly what he was, yet she did not run in fear. She was amazed by him. His silky voice, his calm air. The way he looked at her.
He lead her down a winding path towards The Nook, taking her to it's depths. It was unheard of for a Leprechaun to bring a Pixie here. The citizens were shocked, but they trusted their King. They knew he wouldn't just lead a Pixie here for no reason, no, there was a reason behind it.
The transformation was a long process, though not painful for her. It took place in the forms of illusions and dreams, her body may have felt pain but her mind was too deep in the dreams of the Leprechauns history to notice. She did not lose any memories of her past, she merely changed. Her opinions changing with her when she saw the secret. The one she was glad to see...
She was made Queen a few weeks later, after she had fully adjusted to the change. Her coronation present from the King was the razor sharp Shamrock Staff which she now wields as a weapon. The night of her coronation she was unleashed onto the Pixies, killing many with the rage of what she was shown during her transformation. She held no sympathy for them now, and she knew exactly why.
Other: She loves listening to her King sing, sometimes joining in herself. She is quite the musician. She, of course, has an Irish accent.
Quote: "Come out, come out wherever you are..."
"Ring the Bell..."



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