Faefine

History

Faefine was one of my first loves… and a part of me will always miss what we had. They were my anchor in a way I didn’t even realize at the time—steady, kind, unwavering. Being with them felt like home, like maybe I could finally stop running and just be. But when they asked me to marry them… I panicked. I told myself it was too soon, that I wasn’t ready, but the truth is, I was terrified. Not of them, not of commitment, but of myself. I had spent so long running—running from my past, from my fears, from the parts of myself I didn’t want anyone to see. When Faefine asked me to settle down, to build a life together, it felt like they were asking me to stop running. And I couldn’t. Not then. Not when I felt like I didn’t even know who I was outside of the fight to survive.   So I ran. I left them standing there with their heart in their hands, and I’ve regretted it every day since. I didn’t just break their heart; I betrayed the trust and love they had so freely given me. Faefine deserved someone who could love them the way they loved me—someone who wouldn’t hesitate, who wouldn’t let fear and doubt get in the way.   They’ve moved on, and I’m happy for them. Truly. But sometimes I wonder if they know how much I hated myself for the way I treated them. I’ve thought about apologizing, about trying to explain, but what could I possibly say that would make it right? ‘I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to love you the way you deserved’? It feels hollow.   The truth is, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to settle down. Maybe it’s everything I’ve been through, all the scars I carry that no one else can see. Maybe it’s the fear of what might happen if I let myself love someone so completely again. Whatever it is, it wouldn’t be fair to Faefine. They deserve a love that’s whole, not one haunted by the ghosts of my past.   So I stay away. I keep my distance and tell myself it’s for the best, that they’re better off without me in their life. But every now and then, I catch myself thinking about them—the way they used to look at me like I was the only thing that mattered, the way they made me feel like maybe I wasn’t so broken after all.   I hope they’ve found that kind of love with someone else. I hope they’re happy. And I hope they know… I’m sorry. I’ll always be sorry."

History

Faefine’s relationship with Rowvo is marked by periods of both closeness and absence. While Rowvo loved Faefine deeply, his focus on his duties often meant he was away from home for long stretches, leaving Faefine in the care of Susza or others. This absence left Faefine with mixed feelings toward their father: admiration for his accomplishments but also a lingering sense of being secondary to his work. When Rowvo was present, he made an effort to bond with Faefine, teaching them about diplomacy, strategy, and the importance of honor. He wanted Faefine to understand the power of words and influence, believing these tools were just as vital as any weapon. However, his sporadic presence meant that these lessons were often incomplete, leaving Faefine to piece together much of their understanding of him from fragmented moments.

History

Susza Grench and her child, Faefine Grensh, share a deep and undeniable bond, but their relationship has always been a complex tapestry woven with love, absence, and the echoes of unspoken desires. While Faefine loves and admires their mother deeply, their connection is marked by the bittersweet reality of Susza’s demanding life.   Susza, as a mother, is the type who radiates fierce love and pride for her child. From the moment Faefine was born, Susza saw in them the potential for greatness, and her love for Faefine has always been unwavering. However, her life’s calling often kept her away—whether it was leading her guild of blood hunters, taking on dangerous missions, or answering the summons of the Feywild. Susza’s commitment to her work was rooted in a desire to provide Faefine with a better future, ensuring their family name was one of strength and honor. Yet, this very commitment created a rift of physical and emotional distance. Susza wished she could spend more time with Faefine, teaching them, protecting them, and simply being present, but her responsibilities always seemed to pull her away.   For Faefine, Susza was a figure of immense admiration and longing. They saw their mother as a hero—a woman of strength, intelligence, and compassion. However, this admiration was often tinged with a yearning for the moments they couldn’t share. When Susza was home, her presence filled the room with warmth and energy, and those brief moments together were cherished deeply by both mother and child. Faefine always felt a sense of safety and pride when Susza was around, but those moments were fleeting. As a result, Faefine grew accustomed to her mother’s absences, learning to be independent and self-reliant, even as they wished for more time with her.

Nicknames & Petnames

Fae

History

Faefine feels like they’re slipping further and further away with each passing day. The person I used to know—the bright, compassionate soul who always seemed to carry the weight of everyone’s pain without letting it crush them—is starting to fade. I see less of Faefine now and more of a hardened soldier. But the strangest thing is, I’ve never even seen them fight that way. It’s not their actions that have changed, but their presence, their energy. They carry themselves like a veteran returned from a war that none of us witnessed. There's a calm about them now, but it’s the kind of calm that feels earned through loss and struggle—a stillness that comes after the storm has already torn everything apart. I can’t help but wonder if the others notice it, the subtle ways Faefine is disappearing. But I do. I see it every time I look at them.   And then there’s Susza. The legacy of their mother looms over them like a shadow that only grows darker with time. Susza was a force to be reckoned with, someone who seemed larger than life, and I can see how much of that weight Faefine carries. Whether they realize it or not, it’s a burden that’s shaping them, changing them. I know they loved their mother deeply, but I fear they’re starting to feel trapped by her memory, by the expectations that come with being Susza’s child.   What I wish for Faefine—what I pray for—is that they find a way to grow into their own person, to step out of that shadow and into their own light. They deserve to be more than just their mother’s legacy, more than the weight of her name. They deserve to be Faefine.   But how do you tell someone you love that you see them slipping away? How do you remind them of who they are when they’re already so far gone? I don’t have the answers, but I know I’ll keep watching, keep hoping. Faefine has always been the calm in the chaos, the steady hand when everything else falls apart. If anyone can find their way back, it’s them. And if they can’t, well… I’ll be there, every step of the way, to remind them of who they are and who they can still become."