Biography
Coren was 6 years old when the Queen his mother attended to gave birth to her first child. He didn't quite understand what the fuss was about and when he saw the squalling infant, he turned up his nose. In time, however, the baby became a child who was much more fun to be around than she had been as a baby. Princess Rhoswen and the maid's son were fast friends and playmates throughout their youth. They ran through the forest, played games near the river and hid from their parents in the faerie mounds they dug together. There was nothing to separate them.

Their relationship continued thus until they were young adults. Coren first realized that his feelings extended beyond friendship when he saw Rhos run through a field of flowers near the commune. In those days, when the world had only just been colonized by barbaric humans, they could run without fear. With the sun streaming down through thunderhead clouds, insects buzzing about and a soft wind blowing in off the sea, Coren really saw how beautiful the princess was for the first time. Her blond hair was golden in the sunlight, her cheeks bright and rosy, her laugh enchanting. He was smitten.

There was never an opportunity to tell her how he felt. The time just never seemed right. He continued to spend time with her, even after he was inducted as a page into the King's faerie army, but he had changed from a playful youth to a sober young man who couldn't help but feel his stomach lurch each time her delicate fingers touched his skin. In time, Coren proved himself worthy enough to be a Knight. He was honored by the position and took his role very seriously. He never wanted to give the King or Queen reason to doubt him, and to have Rhoswen know his loyalty to the kingdom that would one day be hers meant the world to him.

But there came a day where his loyalty was tested. Out on duty in the evening hours, Coren stood at the edge of the commune, watching for signs of danger. All seemed right, but he could not help the feeling of unease that had settled in his gut. His keen eyes scoured the nearby woods and foliage for signs of trouble, but he could see nothing. Not until it was too late. He took a step into a small patch of saplings when a band of Unseelie faeries fell upon him. They took his weapon and bound his hands. Their intent was to kill him once they got him far enough away, but before they could gag him he began to talk.

With some falsehoods, a little finesse and quick thinking, he was taken back to the leader of the rebel army. He told them how unhappy he was with the King and his politics and the asset he would be to the enemy forces. He knew his way around the commune, he could arrange invasions and breach the walls with ease. He was trusted in the community and if they would only give him a chance he could prove it.

They were satisfied enough with his explanation to let him live. He spent many years further gaining their trust. He had to break a lot of his King's rules to get there, but they were ones he knew would be forgiven if he ever had the chance to plead his case. He has since become their second in command, biding his time until the current leader resigns or is killed. He has plans to take down the rebel forces and reunite himself with his family and best friend.

Living with the Unseelie, Coren has taken on the name Eóin Ennis. He has had a hard life and the wear shows on his face and in the occasional stubble on his chin. His eyes are not as bright as they once were and those who knew him before his kidnapping may not recognize him at all.

Although he has lived in Asheville his whole life, he has never lived inside the hub of the city. It will be a new adventure and hopefully bring about a way for him to bring down the Unseelie court.