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Saorise
Legacy Name: Saorise


The Common Experiment #8625
Owner: Rathoren

Age: 5 years, 3 months, 3 weeks

Born: December 4th, 2018

Adopted: 3 years, 5 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: October 6th, 2020

Statistics


  • Level: 26
     
  • Strength: 62
     
  • Defense: 62
     
  • Speed: 63
     
  • Health: 62
     
  • HP: 62/62
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed






“It occurred to me that there have always been selkie women: women who did not seem to belong to this world, because they did not fit into prevailing notions of what women were supposed to be. And if you did not fit into those notions, in some sense you weren't a woman. Weren't even quite human. The magical animal woman is, or can be, a metaphor for those sorts of women.”

~Theodora Goss

A whimsical bell tinkles merrily as you push open the door to the small quaint Irish seaside shop, inside there are shelves with beautiful and varied trinkets and souvenirs. As you start looking around a friendly perky beautiful young lass pops up from behind the counter "top of the mornin to ya! how can I help today? You looking for anything specific, we've got a great sale on some Aran Isle cardigans or maybe you want some of my own locally made jams or marmalade, absolutely beautiful on a fresh scone with some cream!" You dont know how to respond so she continues "Or maybe you are interested in hearing a wee tale? Ah i can see that interests you! What type would you like, a story about the wee little people? About the Kelpies or maybe about the Selkies?" something about the way she says selkies has some sort of magical like pull on you" "Selkies?" her eyes both light up and look sad in a way, as she smiles.

"So you must have heard stories about the selkie folk, the beautiful seal women of the ocean deep. They are recognizable as a little larger than the average common seal and there's a very observable intellect in their eyes, it seems to pull you in and drags you into the ocean and into their world, all while your feet never leave the dry ground. They possess the ability to shed their seal skin and emerge as a naked woman. The one rule for this gift, never lose your skin or you will forever be cursed to be stuck as a two legged. The worst fate that could be imagined for these wild and free folk.There is one particular selkie folk, she had always been curious about the two legs world and would spend hours with just her sharp dark eyes floating above the rippling waves, watching them as they went about their lives, listening to them chatter on their little fishing boats. She had never experienced the feel of sand between human toes or felt the salty seawater dry as a dust upon her bare human arms, but it was a dream of hers. Many of her clan of folk had taken their walks amongst the two legs but quickly returned to the freedom of the cool blue sea and soon she would gather the bravery needed to try for herself. Soon enough the lure of the two leggeds and their strange habits in their small village was too strong and she decided to go on land . Her mother wept and begged her to not be seen and to be careful, she promised adamantly to come back quickly to her seal family.

The day could not have been more beautiful, sunshine and mellow waves that allowed the village men to go out in their boats hoping for a good catch. Having studied the two leggeds carefully for their daily patterns she decided to go to an outcrop of rocks that would hide her from dangerous eyes. Making her way onto the rocks was easy, protecting herself behind the rocks the transformation happened quickly and her seal skin slid off easily. Sitting there she couldn't help admire her new fingers and toes and practiced wiggling them in delight. Slowly but surely she managed to stand upright using the rocks for balance, still wobbly but determined those first few steps were almost comical to watch. Quickly she was able to walk, stand and run on those funny human legs, the thing she didn't know was that her body was as naked as a wee born babe! Using hands and feet she clambered up a small hill onto the green grass overlooking the beach. It was absolutely delightful to her to roll around being tickled by the soft blades until her curiosity got the better of her and she crawled on her belly to the edge to watch the humans scurry around like ants in the peaceful village. As the sun slowly inched across the sky, she enjoyed the warmth on her pale skin but it was all too quickly over and she redressed in her Selkie skin and slipped back into the emerald waters, what a different sensation being in the skin of a two legged had been compared to her own spotted sleek seal skin!

As the weeks went by she found herself irresistibly drawn to that grassy hill and the sun warm on her human skin, the villagers she had always watched from afar were now as familiar to her as the rocks and seaweed of her home down in the ocean. The brown haired girl in her green dress who would sneak out to meet her lover, the older portly woman who had about 10 children and had to herd them like sheep, the shepard boy who with his flock would get dangerously close to her hiding place but somehow never saw her, and a village lad who always wore a brown hat and never stopped smiling. The last human fascinated her and she caught herself watching for him everytime, sometimes he would be down at the port going to work on one of the small fishing boats going out for the day, at times he would be with the young sheep boy, and very rarely he would come so near to her hill on the beach away from the other humans and take off his clothes like herself and dive into the water, swimming for hours. Even for a clumsy human he had a grace and elegance when he swam, twice she even dared to swim almost next to him as her true self and watched him with round brown eyes.

Mother was getting worried about all the times she was spending in the human world and kept begging her to not go up again, and though she loved her family and her freedom in the sea, something kept pulling her out into the sun and the humans world.Time after time seeing them go about their strange lives on land it made her wonder what it would be like to walk amongst them. But that thought also terrified her so she banished it far away.

That day started as any other day, it had been several days since being on the surface and she was watching the tide come in and out while enjoying the sun, she felt sleepy as sometimes the warmth did that to her and she dozed off. Something inside her woke her from her sleep in a horror, deep in her gut a pull and twist was burning and it terrified her, not knowing what it was or why and not seeing anything near to her she looked down to the sea. That's when she saw him, the brown hat man was near her hiding place in the rocks, and he had her skin...

A wild scared cry came from within her soul and escaped from lips, he must have heard it because he turned in the direction as she ducked back down amongst the grass. What to do?! Should she go and fight for her skin or hide and hope he left it and she would escape and never come to the surface again . Peeking just her eyes above the grass she watched horrified as he kept looking around then slowly rolled her skin up into a piece of fabric and walk back to the village with it. A whimper left her and she almost cried. What was she going to do now?

Failed attempts of swimming home underwater left her exhausted and emotionally drained, nothing let her go back to her true self without her skin, this is why the elders had warned all the young foolish selkie pups about hiding their skins if they insisted on going to the surface. She didn't leave the rocks, huddled amongst them in the water letting the tide rock her back and forth not thinking about anything, numb to everything. Time did not register in her blank mind but if she had taken notice it would have been three long days and nights. The sun was just in midday when a familiar twist and pull in her stomach started, she lurched up without thought, he was standing only a length away, neither moved, not even blinking. Her skin was nearby but she didn't see it immediately. "Hello?" The word knocked her out of her frozen trance and she fell backwards into the rocks "oh no I don't want to harm you!" The human put out his hands in what probably was supposed to be a calming gesture but it did nothing for her fear. They both stayed staring at each other until he slowly squatted down to be face to face with her, she tried backing up but ended up against the rocks, those damn rocks. "I don't want to hurt you, do you understand?" Speaking slowly he looked her over curiously and then shyly as the full impact of her nakedness was noticable "oh umm, I'm sorry, didn't mean to stare at you, umm but why are you without clothes, aren't you cold?" If she had understood human emotions in depth she would have seen many cross his face, worry, fear and most of all confusion. He reached out a tentative hand "can you understand me?" *Yes* the voice didn't come from her mouth but rather was inside his mind, he jumped, startled. "Did you just speak?" He watched her lips *Yes* came the voice again without lips moving. "How are you doing that??" *No* "No? No what?" Silence. He leaned forward and studied the girl, she had long silver hair, scatterings of freckles which mostly clustered around her petite nose, the most stunning feature was the amber brown eyes that were absolutely hypnotic and made you lose yourself in them, something old and magic was hidden inside them. The boy couldn't look away until he shook himself out of the almost trance he was under "Well look, it's improper you being out here in your nothings, can I help you?" The hand that had been offered before was still waiting for her response. She stared at the hand and slowly put her own soft one into his huge rough hand *Yes*

It would have been a strange sight for any passerbys if there had been any, a huge giant of a lad hunched down in front of a small beraggled naked girl, they seeemed to be in their own world together for those moments. Then the spell was broken as he took off his light jacket after setting his shoulder bag down and draped the jacket across her shoulders as she warely let him, all the while acting like a skittish colt that couldn't help it's curiosity at the same time. For some reason she felt pulled to him, she couldn't tell why and it upset her, why would she allow this two legged to touch her and be near her but something made her follow him step by step. All the while they were walking he was making those annoying mouth noises that she heard from all the two leggeds, the shepard boy didn't stop making them to his sheep and the fishermen would make them continuesly as she used to watch them. Somehow she could understand some of the meaningless noises but didn't want to make them back to the man. "Okay lass we are almost to my cottage, sorry it's such a long way, I don't like living so close to the town as you can see" what she could see across the field was a small white building surrounded by a rainbow of different flowers, though she had no idea what they were actually and had decided they were dry not tasty seaweed back on her hill. Guiding her gently he led her inside as she bulked at the entrance "it's okay" that burning feeling in her stomach seemed to disappear as she walked inside, something made her feel calm here. "Umm it's not very clean, apologize for that..." He took off his hat and rubbed his hair awkwardly. It was just like a Selkie den, shiny baubles and things all over, little did she know that his items were mostly common or useless pieces, whereas a selkies den would be filled with pearls,seashells, corals and anything that glimmered or caught their eye. But shiny is shiny and she looked around at everything curiously. Watching her for a moment he half forgot her nakedness until he jumped over to the bed and grabbed a blanket "Here you are, come sit down and I'll start the fire" he held her elbow and plopped her on one of the wooden chairs. Minutes later he started the fire and added some bog to it, the flame startled her and she looked worriedly upwards thinking the sun had fallen from the sky to be inside his strange place, seeing her confusion and somehow knowing what she was thinking, he opened the door to let her see the sun as it was just above the distance mountain, not yet setting. "It's a fire, not the sun" *sun?* Pointing towards it he repeated "sun" *sun* she stared at the fire "no that's a fire, fire, not sun" she wanted to touch this miniature sun but he pushed her outstretched hand down "No it's dangerous" she hissed at him.

Finally after he had tidied up the cottage a bit and put the stew back above the fire to reheat, set the table and placed bowls of the warm stew for them he made her sit across from him with a serious look "Okay I need to know where you come from and if you are hurt or what has happened to you" a blank look was his answer "where are you from?" *From sea* "sea?" **Sea. Yes* "the sea? And how are you talking to me without words?" No response but he could have sworn her eyes twinkled for a second. "What is your name?" *Name?* "Yes your name, mine is Ronan" *Ronan* something in the way the word filled his mind gave him a warm feeling "what is yours?" *No* "No?" *No* even if she had wanted to give her name it would have been impossible for the two leg to understand her Selkie name, for it was made up of a song that the Selkie folk would sing to each other in greeting, each one unique. "Can you not remember it? Were you hurt in some way?" *No, safe* those eyes, they hypnotized him. "Alright so let's get you in bed and rested, in morning we can figure out more about you" there was that dazzling smile "Here is something to get you more decent and comfortable" she was handed a long soft white tunic for sleeping "I'll just go take one last look and make sure everything is all right for the night, you go ahead and put that on and you can have the bed for tonight" he lit a candle and headed out into the dark. The white shirt he handed her was soft and smooth from years of wear, it would never compare to her own Selkie skin but she managed to slip it on over her head, it felt strange but not in such a bad way. Climbing into the big bed it was the first time she had felt something like that, usually she slept on rocks in the cave or in a bed of seaweed, bit this was a totally different experience like the grass had been and she tried rolling a few times. The combination of comfortable bed, shirt and warmth from the fire she fell asleep almost instantaneously. Not even aware when Ronan quietly entered and put a light blanket over her, he took one for himself and sat down in a chair. The forgotten stew he ate cold and fell asleep in the chair.

The morning rays of light filtering in from the little window woke him with a start, he looked over and she was sitting on the bed watching him curiously "Morning! Did you sleep well?" *Yes* "Glad to hear it, let's make some breakfast eh?" Once the fire embers had been refuelled and a fresh pot of coffee was being brewed he took her outside to the back of the cottage "Let's get some eggs for a nice breakfast, you didn't eat yesterday and need your strength" the chickens fascinated her, like fat noisy seabirds, maybe as tasty? She tried grabbing one but it was too fast. Ronan laughed "Leave the poor thing, eggs are easier to eat for breakfast, come on" that familiar pull was always near to her when she was in the small house, it annoyed her because she didnt quite understand what it was. Her mind came back to focus as he placed a plate of warm eggs with thick slices of buttered freshly baked bread next to them. The smell coming from it intoxicated her, she sniffed it like a bloodhound until he chuckled and handed her a fork "here eat it rather than just sniff it till it gets cold" the fork was something new and strange and he seemed to realize this "like this" and showed her how to hold it proper. With his own plate he put an egg whole onto a slice of bread and started munching, Mmmmm! She slowly got the hang of the fork but mostly just shoveled the food in like a ravenous wolf. After breakfast was demolished he poured her a cup of coffee and added some milk and a spoonful of sugar. "Do you want to go down to the bay?" her eyes started twinkling and she nodded.

They walked slowly down to the sandy shores with her getting used to the feel of the grass between her toes, she had refused the slippers he offered. The gulls were twirling around in their slow dance occasionally crying out to one another loudly, he made some squawking noises pretending to talk back to them to try and make her laugh, it drew a small grin from her. "Are you one of the Sea Folk? My mam used to tell us stories at night about the hauntingly intelligent eyes of the seals, how they were like us at some points but always chose the sea" *Sea family yes*"Mam said they were the souls of the folks lost out in sea, and the seals found them and became a part of them. Wonder if thats true" Ronan watched the beautiful girl beside him to see if she understood or gave him any hints but only silence. "One day you'll tell me all your secrets, I know!" He flopped to the sand and laid there enjoying the heat and the sounds of nature. She never took her eyes of the turquoise waters but slowly sat beside him. They stayed like that for hours until it was time to go home for chores. And so began the beginning of most of their days. Since it was off season for him, Ronan wasnt going fishing as usual, he would cook for them in morning, she would help him around the cottage and then for a few hours he would teach her the basics of life. Writing was a struggle for her so he focused on reading, mending clothes, cooking, and helping with the animals. Her favorite thing was his small collection of hives full of bees which he had built to collect honey, they would go and collect from the wildflowers and create the most delicious pure honey, her first time trying she had shrieked in delight. All the animals had an infinity towards her, all felt peaceful and she never had to worry about scaring them, in fact all seemed to start producing more eggs and milk when she would hum a tune for them. The bees as well never stung her, whereas Ronan had to wear protective clothes to collect the honey, she would be with him and start humming and the bees would lazily fly away until the harvesting had been finished. The days slowly moved on and on and Ronan had to go back to work fishing, which meant he always brought her fish home, much to her happiness! The towns people would whisper amongst themselves about the strange new girl with the exotic look in her eye and the silence on her lips. He would just explain it as she was from a far away place and had been sick and his extended family had sent her there to the seaside to try to recover. That story seemed to placid them but never fully stopped the whispers, though they accepted her more as she started selling her homemade marmalade and jams from the little garden he had planted for her. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, she reserved her real self for when it was only them, she was fiery and sassy and playful, just like the other seals in the bay. He called her Saorise because it meant freedom in the old tongue. They would swim out in the bay together but she had a bit of sadness to her whenever she was swimming.

"Are you happy?" he looked at her sitting next to him with her eyes closed enjoying the sound of the waves *yes I am happy with you* "Do you want to return? To the sea?" silence, then *I do not know anymore* "Why?" *Because I am no longer of the ocean, but neither am I am of this land* Ronan gently picked up her hand and turned her chin to look into his eyes "Im sorry lass" *No, never sorry. I stay for you* They shared their first kiss, the kiss of a pure connection between them. Each day they fell more and more in love. A little of the sadness left her and she shined more. He announced their engagement to the village who congratulated him, he had became a favorite amongst the locals in all the years he had lived there. He made her a carved wooden amulet in the shape of a set of waves from a whale bone he had found, as well as buying a small simple gold band. For her the amulet meant more and she cherished it.

Kelpie


The legend of the Kelpie

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Pet Treasure


Replica Natural Seal Tail

Selkie Skin

Selkie

Gilded Kelpie Watery Scrap

Gilded Kelpie Dripping Scrap

Gingerbread Seal Plushie

Snuggable Seal Plushie

Snowy Floppy Seal Toy

Seal Cuddle Buddy

Pile of Seals Beanbag

Ontra Swim Floaty

White BB Seal Plushie

Seal of Approval Sticker

Oceanic Micro-Tide

Water Droplets

Oceanic Micro-Curl

Puddle of Water

Drops of Drool

Edible Kelp

Seaweed

Flowing Hydrus Seaweed

Something Fishy Sticker

Enchanted Fish Tails

Tilapia

Pile of Dead Fish

Banded Mackerel

New Year Guide Fish of Success

Uncooked Fish

Fish Bones

Fish Heads

Cursed Pearlescent Jellyfish

Octopus Cuddle Buddy

Jellyfish Dress

Otter Cuddle Buddy

Crab

Moon Jellyfish Squishy

Shrimp

Mussels

Geoduck

Clams

Oysters

Mother of Pearl

Cockles

Orange Seaweed-Wrapped Driftwood

Spotted Cowrie Shell

Seashell Memento

Clawsion Paw Shell

Striped Mollusc Shell

Scallop Shell

Coral Mermaid Top

Mermaid Tear

Scattered Fish Scales

Delphi Dunes Legendary Track

Seashell Nest

Pile Of Rocks

Chocolate Rocks

Blades of Grass

Miniflowers

Gourd Witch Stone Path

Cozy Cottage Book

Sheep Herding Pen

Thatched House Playset

Artisan Whole Grain Bread

Simple Beef Stew

Tatties and Neeps

Soylent Sausage

Blood Pudding

Colcannon

Sausage Roll

Bairin Breac

Dripping Pudding

Beef Meat Pie

Sausage and Kraut Alegarten Plate

Fish Hand Pies

Veta Market Tartlet and Tea

Porter Cake

Lovely Classic Teapot

English Breakfast Tea

English Breakfast Tea Bag

Honey Sweetened Milk

Farm Direct Preserves

Darkside Jam

Aunt Bindys Homemade Jam

Homemade Strawberry Jam

Homemade Apricot Jam

Homemade Plum Jam

Homemade Elderberry Jam

Homemade Orange Marmalade

Homemade Lemon Curd

Homemade Raspberry Jam

Homemade Blackberry Jam

Homemade Rhubarb Jam

Special Grape Jam

Homemade Marmalade

Honeybee

Veta Market Fresh Honey

Artisanal Honey

Fresh Vesnali Honeycomb

Honey Comb Harvest Ale

Clover Honey

Sticky Honeycomb

Harvested Vespus Honey

Centropolis Honey

Pint Size Empty Mason Jar

Quart Size Empty Mason Jar

Honeyed Mead

Sougara Yellowjack Beehive

Crochet Bee

Claddagh Ring

Claddagh Pendant

Single Strand Emerald Necklace

Oval Emerald Ring

Emerald Plated Bracelet

Emerald Leaf-Tipped Earrings

Emerald Solitaire Ring

Sea Glass and Sapphire Long Anklet

Professor New Sand Gemstones

Marez Xochi Shell Necklace

Bairin Simple Gold Ring

Norlander Brooch

Sea Glass

Small Colcannon King Piece

Small Colcannon Crown Piece

Small Colcannon Sun Piece

Small Colcannon Cross Piece

Small Colcannon Shield Piece

Small Colcannon Petal Piece

Small Colcannon Clover Piece

Bairin Pence

Bairin Old Thimble

Warding Hag Stone

Scenic Lakeside Postcards

Moorland Postcard

Waterlogged Survival Postcard

Rabbit-Eared Postcard

Mirror Flats Postcard

Sunset Fireflies Photographs

Blue Traveling Postcard

Rooftop Pool Photos

Subeta Landmarks Photo Album

Tent Assembly Guide

Hiking Maps

Pile of Travel Magazines

Getting Lucky With The Irish

Selkies: Shapeshifters of the Sea

The Gift of Sea Glass

Lucky Hikei Plushie

Tartan Mug

Four Leaf Clover

Carefully Crafted Sheep

Lucky Shamrock

Floppy Lamb Plushie

Shamrock Pony Gift Plushie

Box of Dried Chrysanthemum Buds

Magical Shamrock Aura

Sheepphug

Clover Pop

Seashell Wind Chime

Boxed Classic Handmade Quilt

Lucky Horseshoe

Squashy Lamb Plushie

Pot of Gold

Painted Owl Rock

Hat of Clovers

Fishie Woodchime

Bee-u-tiful Beard Wax

Green Pretzels

Well-Loved Spring Handmade Quilt

Shamrock Plushie

Seashell Coin Purse

Naughty Shamrocks

Luminaire Lamb Plushie

Old Veta Lake Magnet

Clover Earrings

Arid Lifelike Bovyne Doll

Striped Belly Dolphin Plushie

Herbhog

Get Mugged Irish Cream Syrup

St. Patricks Day Hat

Wild Clover

Souvenir Beach Mug

Shillelagh

Cream Plain Under Dress

Kiss Me T-shirt

Support Your Local Farmer Slogan Tee

Bolt of Red Tartan

Bolt of Blue Tartan

Bolt of Black and White Tartan

Bolt of Green Tartan

Bolt of Purple Tartan

Irish Dancer Dress

Irish Ghillies

Stone Fair Isle Shawl Cardigan

Slate Fair Isle Shawl Cardigan

Sea Fair Isle Shawl Cardigan

Neutral Fair Isle Shawl Cardigan

Navy Fair Isle Shawl Cardigan

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