|Cᴇɪʟɪᴅʜ MᴀᴄMʜᴜʀᴄʜᴀɪᴅʜ (ceilidh) wrote,|
@ 2025-09-15 00:17:00
My Bonnie lies over the ocean.
FULL NAME: Ceilidh Meriel MacMhurchaidh
PRONUNCIATION: Kaylee MacMurphy - more or less
AGE: 73 (appears to be in her mid 20s)
DOB: January 13th, 1943
PLACE OF BIRTH: Orkney Islands
ORIGIN: Scottish Lore
MARITAL STATUS: Single
PARENTS: Moira and Andrew MacMhurchaidh
SIBLINGS: Lennox, Malcolm, and Andrew Jr.
• She is particularly fond of nymphs and creatures of the fairy world. Their magic fascinates her.
• She is absolutely convinced that the Loch Ness Monster exists and is determined to find the creature before her life is over.
• If her pelt is stolen and kept by a man, she is magically bound to that man to be his wife and cannot return to the sea unless he allows her to do so.
• She is completely monogamous and will most likely mate for life, once she truly falls in love.
• Ceilidh loves to read and is something of an expert on folk lore, especially that of her own people. She loves to tell stories, too, and will tell them to anyone who listens.
• Her favorite animal, besides the seal of course, is the horse.
• She loves sushi. It's her favorite food. She eats it for almost every meal and the more soy sauce the better.
• She's the youngest of four and the only girl. Her brothers are still in Scotland, causing problems. Male selkies are known to be more... amorous than the females.
• Her father is a human, though her mother sought him out, rather than having her pelt stolen. He's been blessed with an extended life by a fae in Scotland.
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Born during the height of WWII, Ceilidh (Kaylee) was the youngest child to Moira, a selkie, and Andrew, a human. She had three brothers that came before her and they were part of a large and extended clan on the Orkney Islands in Scotland. It was a combination of selkies and humans that were living together, raising their children, and protecting their secrets from the greater world at large. She was a sheltered girl and went to a school with her siblings and cousins, taught by others of her kind and the occasional fae, kelpie, nymph, or trusted human. Kay loved listening to the stories that her teachers told her and, on her own would seek out whatever material she could find to continue her own education. Later, as she grew older, she continued the oral traditions of her people to anyone who would listen.
She also loved stories of the world at large. Kay would listen to the stories the soldiers told as they returned from the front lines, of France and Japan and even of the United States. It fascinated her and she wanted to see the lands beyond Scotland. Her parents, however, were concerned. Couldn't she find someone good there, settle down, and have a few children? Their numbers were few enough without their females leaving. And if she was found out, terrible things could happen to her. She knew the stories. Women had been trapped and bound to awful men as wives, forced to serve, and later, forced to wither away, far from home, and without their pelts. Their warnings didn't dissuade her, though, and she became the first in her clan to leave Scotland in over a hundred years.
Traveling the world for decades, she followed old legends and found groups of Selkies in Iceland and, later, in Québec. Happy to settle there, for a little while, as it seemed to be an outstanding place to begin to travel down the Western coast of the United States, Kay made a home with the Robertsson clan, similar to her own family, but more acclimated to the modern world. They weren't as afraid to be who they were in the open. It was as if, separated from the legends and superstitions of the old world, people didn't believe what they were seeing. And so when a woman or a man stepped from a sealskin, the locals convinced themselves they'd just been confused. Kay became too comfortable living this way and it would end up leading to big problems for the relatively young woman.
One night, she slipped from her pelt in the moon and dove into the ocean with her kin, laughing and swimming and enjoying stretching her literal legs. While they all retired for the night far before her, Ceilidh didn't go with them. She liked the feeling of being alone under the vast sky, in the vast ocean. However, a black market dealer in specialty items, knew of the Canadian clan and knew that the Robertsson were more than just friendly with the local wildlife. He waited until Kay was floating far enough away from the shore that she wouldn't be able to get to him in time, snatched up her pelt, and ran with it. She knew, within minutes, that it was gone. She felt the pull of it and an odd sort of binding in her blood. As angry as she was, she also knew that she'd never be able to lay a hand on the man ruining her life.
Following the lure of her pelt down the coast, she wound up in Charleston. It didn't take long for the thief to find the girl and, true to her mother's warnings, she was forced to the side of the old man who'd purchased her it. He was awkward and inept and wanted a bride who would be loyal to him, no matter what. He didn't enter into any kind of legal wedding with her, but he didn't have to. The magic of her people kept her with him. He was smart, though. He knew how long she could go without the ocean, and he pushed her to the limit, allowing her just an hour every few months in the pelt, in the ocean, always with some kind of harness on so she couldn't flee him. Today, when she isn't in the ocean, he keeps her pelt hidden from her, preventing her from running away for good, and so allowing her limited freedom in the city, making it hard for anyone to believe she is truly a captive.
He doesn't quite mistreat her, but she is miserable. In her heart, Kay is a free spirited, adventurous girl. Young for her people, she longs to escape her bond to find someone that she can really love. She's often seen at the Lighthouse or in the ocean, spending her days pretending that she isn't trapped in the life she's in. She hasn't written home or told anyone her tale, because she's embarrassed to admit she let it happen to her. She also refuses to ask for help, because she's determined to rescue herself from the situation that she sees as mostly her own fault.
My Bonnie lies over the sea.
ABILITIES: By shedding her sealskin, Ceilidh can live on land for approximately six months before having to return to the salt water. If a her pelt is lost or damaged and she are unable to return in time, she will die without magical intervention.
Her life span is greatly extended. The elders of her clan have been known to live nearly a thousand years, though her family leans more towards five or six hundred.
If she's wounded while not wearing her sealskin and she can slip back into it, returning to the ocean, most injuries will heal rather quickly. She is immune to basic spells and the lure of both sirens and kelpies.
Even as a human, she can hold her breath under water and swim deeper with no ill effects than a regular person. Cold water also doesn't bother her as much.
Marine life shares a unique language and thinks on similar wavelengths. In either form, Ceilidh can speak with creatures that are primarily salt-water based and has no fear of sharks, despite seals being a primary food source for them.
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