The sole proprietor of Fairydust Designs, a fledgling formal and bridal fashion business, it wouldn't surprise anyone to know that Sorcha Mullen comes from a quiet, wealthy family. With three sisters - two elder, one younger - and a younger brother, Sorcha is the first to strike out (mostly) on her own, though she still is financially supported by her parents.

Fairydust Designs operates primarily from a small office attached to her apartment, luxuriously appointed in shades of grey, silver, and white - but unlike most offices, it does not actually contain a desk. The room feels much more like a living room, comfortable and warm, with a sewing machine, multiple wooden dressers (each drawer labeled by color contained), and two mannequins easily tucked behind a curtain in case of a client suffering from automatonophobia. All clients are offered a drink and snack on their first visit.

Mortal Maiden

Like any ordinary mortal of twenty-six, Sorcha Mullen has two distinct settings. Highly professional, suiting her business position, and extremely casual, consisting primarily of comfortable tee shirts with puns, quips, or quotes from her favorite films paired with jeans.

The young woman stands taller than most modern women at five feet, eleven and a half inches, with startlingly bright blue eyes - bluer than they ought to be, really, and clear as a cloudless summer sky at noon - and curls of copper hair falling to about her waist. She is neither overweight nor obsessed with the gym, cutting a trim hourglass figure.

Always At Hand Rose gold locket containing family portrait, design sketchbook, pencil tucked over left ear for easy access, Nice™️ or Comfortable™️ clothing dependent upon situation, metallic purse in rose gold, recent smart phone

At Home Two bedroom apartment (one bedroom converted into in-home "office") on the Upper East Side, Vespa Primavera in Rosso Passione (AKA bright red), much fabric, much supplies.

Sidhe Mien

Sorca O Meallain, squiress of House Eiluned, cuts a striking figure at any party or event she attends. In her elegant dreamed voile gown of rose gold, which came into being complete with a veil of spidersilk, a tiara sparkling like stars, and decorated high-heeled shoes that skyrocket her to six feet, four inches, she does not seem much of a warrior, and in truth, she really isn't.

Sorca is truly a social creature, preferring the magic she knows to the heft of a weapon when it comes down to it.

In her mien, her skin becomes almost poreless in appearance, hair long enough to brush her knees - when she wears things of voile that are not her impressive dreamed ball gown - and her eyes seem to grow even larger, though no brighter or clearer than they ordinarily are.

Notable Traits

Surreal Beauty

Changeling's Eyes