DELANEY RIZAL
"No woman should be made to fear that she was not enough."

From a young age Delaney has been told what to be, how to be and what to feel. Making her own thoughts matter little and when her love for the axe and sword showed up, this was also used to make her greater than any warrior there had ever been. She trains day and night, forcing herself to become stronger and quicker. Delaney has never once given herself the time to see love or other distractions. Del can be short sighted and tempered, lashing out when she feels like she cannot handle the pressure she puts on herself. Only when you get to know her you can see her deeper feelings, the broken girl left behind after years of mental pressure and abuse.

Being a lot younger than her sister she has never quite felt like she fitted in at home. Finding her escape in training and working. In her younger years she learned how to keep silent, keep her emotions in check and try to forget the world. She does not often speaking about her past, her sister being the only one who knows what she had been through.

Though it pained her soul deeply, she left the Highlands behind when her sister married the lord of Goldenleaf. Bending her own knee and swearing loyalty to the Glade, even though her heart still belongs to the Highlands.

- will be added in RPG

CELESTE VIGNERON
"Yet because I knew nothing, nothing was beneath me."

Celeste is the human image of an fairy not only in looks but her personality is just as close to the mytical creatures as it's said that fairies can only feel one feeling at a time because their body is too small. Celes it the same like this, she can switch inbetween anger and extreme happiness in an heartbeat. This makes her quite unpredictable from time to time but overall she is an little princess, spoiled to the core and takes it out on everyone she can.

Except maybe, her family. She loves nothing more than her brothers and sisters, giving up everything for them. She has a deep hope for once ruling, wanting to be a Lady if not a Queen, but the Wineport throne will never be hers for her brother is the lord and however much she wants the power, she will never be able to live as a ruler of Wineport, for that would mean her siblings had died. So she seeks her power elsewhere and found it in the promises of her Fiancee Ragnar Tenebrae, though his promises do not hold up..

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ASENA TEHRANI
"It wasn't my wounds that needed healing. I'm a different person now."

Once Asena was a bright young girl. Being quick witted and funny. Loving the life around her and the people in it. Living on the streets did nothing to dull her ever good moods. She was a young girl with hopes and dreams. A young foolish little girl.

But ever since the faith of the Sun and Moon got their hands on her, she has changed. She has become quiet and careful. Listening to every word told to her about the faith and repeats these words in the streets. Fearing desperatly for the end of the world and thinking that only her words can stop it. She seems to have forgotten about her brothers, about anyone she knew and loved. Only seeing the faith as the faith only sees her. She has become a pawn even though she does not even realise it that way.

Born on the streets, Asena has always known how to survive, though believing in the good of people. Mistrusting them way too little and loving them way too quickly. She had been an memorable face on the streets of Ashera as the girl who carried part of the name of the long lost princess. She used to dance and sing out in the streets. Making everyone their days brighter, but her life loving attitude also attracted other eyes. Darker eyes..

In every faith are radical people. In every faith are those doing more wrong than good. And those people found Asena. For a second all alone as her brother was out stealing some dinner for them. And quick as it could be they took her with them.

In the weeks that followed they molded and shaped the young girl to the priesteres she is now. A shell of herself. No song or dance leaves her mouth anymore, only the word of the faith. Having no life, no hope, but to save those who do not know better by telling the story of her gods. With this mission she travels around Avalance in a small group in their holy mission.

- Will come in RPG

RAEVYNN EREGOZ
"I see a world on the edge of a blade. Without balance, it will fall."

Raevynn or Rave/Rae for short is like a chameleon. Quickwitted and charming with an iron will and a short temper. She is a million faces in one, changing herself to her surroundings. Rave seeks adventure over all. Loving the world and wanting nothing more than going on adventures.

She ignores her own background, not speaking of what and who she is supposed to be. Rather being seen as her own person than a lady in need of being protected. Rave has skilled herself with daggers but her true power comes from her transmutational magic. Calling herself sometimes a witch to frighten others. But even without her magic she may seem a witch of sorts, thanks to her ever changing characteristics she manages to bewitch those around her, making them dance for her as she says herself. Always getting her wish granted eventually, making her a somewhat spoiled princess from time to time.

Born as the only daughter of a lord in Lavarr, all Rav knew in her early life was luxury. Her mother died giving birth to her which, to the loyal father, rendered Rav as heir to his lands, for he would never marry again.

In her Youth Rav quickly discovered her affinity for transmutational magics which started the ever lasting stream of pranks on maids and tutors. During these years Rave was happy, truly happy, in her confined little space she called home.

As her Teenage years began, puberty including, Rave started to look to the skies. Feeling confined in the walls of her house, but her father, too scared to loose his heir, never let her go out. Forcing her to stay inside and after running off to the city outside of the castle even locking her up. The treatment started to boil up inside Rave. Spending many years, starting to resent her father, her title and her land. Only spending her days staring at fantasy books, daydreaming and hoping for adventures of her own.

These dreams never passed, even though she had to look towards a future of being a lady. During her twenties her father knew what was coming. She had been able to speak herself out of proposed marriages her whole life long, but now she had no other options left. The men came, and she would have to choose. A husband, a child, a title and a throne, the thought alone now sickened her and eventually drove her so mad that she started looking for ways to get out again.

By a stroke of luck her chance came. A merchant who caught her attention on his way to Avalance. The land she had read so much about, the land she had dreamt of exploring. But this man was different, a quick smile and a blush was not enough to bring him to his knees for her. Instead he denied her request to take her with him and even worse ignored him!

Ofcourse she could not accept this and a plan formed in her head. With a smirk of pleasure at what she was going to do she prepared her stuff and deep in the night she sneaked out of her house. Leaving title land and throne behind. Sneaking aboard the ship of the sailor was easy enough. Hiding herself in a barrel and waited with a thudding heart. Avalance was coming, her future was coming.

- Will be added during RPG