Aodhan (Echo-Seen)
The Cantankerous Hotelier offers a forewarning-introduction to Aodhán, which has been lightly edited for clarity and propriety:"Right, you're getting Aodhán. That's right, just Aodhán. Don't look at me like that! You're the ones who put out the casting call for every weirdo that others could spare, not that you'd know it of him just from a casual glance, mind you. On that point he looks remarkably unremarkable in any aspect. He doesn't even have any particularly tell-tale Fianna physicality! No, it's other things, like the fact that he's a Fianna and doesn't wear his emotions on both sleeves. Oh, I'm sure that he feels them just like the rest of his borderline-bipolar tribe, but he seems to think about everything that he's feeling for a while before he actually gets around to feeling it, which makes for being doubly odd what with his breed being lupus, which is presumably also why he hasn't bothered with a middle, last, or other-positional name. Like I said: weirdo."
"And then there's the way that he'll look at you sometimes. No, I don't mean a challenge-stare or any of that other dominance nonsense, and I don't even mean that he'll look at you look at you. It's more like not-quite him looking at the you that wasn't quite there just now. Trust me, you'll know it when it happens. Count yourself lucky if he babbles something incomprehensible about liminal relucence and what might yet have been when you ask him for an explanation, or you see that he has a touch more spirit than half to him. I repeat: weirdo."
"Oh, yes. He has a half-sister somewhere and they just so happen to have been born on opposite festival days, which I'm sure that the other theurges spent plenty of time entertaining themselves by reading nonsensical things into. No, you aren't getting her as well. Not that I know of, anyway. This is entirely a one-weirdo deal."
"Now, do you have any more silly requisitions?"