Mary Canning

“Everything worth knowing begins with a story.”

Mary Canning is not your average Childling. With eyes like a star-strewn sky and a mind always whirring, she’s more archivist than adventurer, more listener than leaper. Her fae mien glows with curiosity and quiet gravitas—an aura of someone meant to witness great things, and maybe to retell them in ways even wiser changelings will remember.

Adopted by Braxton Canning, a warmhearted professor of Public Administration at Lake Erie College, Mary resides in the storied halls of the Steele Mansion Inn in Painesville, Ohio. Even when no guests are present, the house hums with echoes of old dreams, and Mary moves through it like a librarian might a sacred archive. Her bedroom—half observatory, half scriptorium—is scattered with scrolls, ink pots, dream-journals, and half-formed questions.

Mary's Ankara flare gown, patterned with constellations and comets, matches her gaze: always scanning the horizon for meaning. Her chimerical bandolier holds scrolls that never run out of room for more text and fountain pens that record even whispered truths. She often seems distracted, but that's only because she’s listening—really listening.

At official gatherings of the Doan’s Corners Barony, Mary can be found not among the other Childlings playing tag or hunting Glamour eggs, but quietly perched nearby, eavesdropping on legends and court debates alike. If she ever laughs, it’s usually at an old satyr’s clever metaphor, not a knock-knock joke.

Despite her age and seeming, she commands a strange sort of respect. Those who take the time to speak with her often come away surprised, touched, or vaguely unnerved—especially if she repeats back something they didn’t realize they’d revealed.


Legacy

  • Chimerical Possessions: Endless Scrolls, Pens of Hidden Insight, a Messenger’s Bandolier gifted (or perhaps stolen?) from a Nocker scribe.
  • She perks up immediately when anyone mentions the Dreaming, old Courts, or fae history. She has been caught taking notes even during seemingly private conversations.
  • Some whisper that she’s a reincarnation. Others think she’s simply gifted. A few suggest she’s watching for someone—or something—to return.

Current Location
Species
Ethnicity
Age
Childling
Children
Pronouns
she/her
Sex
Female
Gender
Woman
Presentation
Feminine
Aligned Organization

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