Appearance

Physical Description

Prospérine is a tiefling born from High Elves, and as such, has distinct Elvish features. Standing at an even six feet tall, and weighing one-hundred forty-four pounds - she has sharp bone structure and good posture.

Body Features

She has smooth, pale yellow skin - with lengthy arms and legs. Her horns wrap around the top of her head, complimenting her hair and her tail is long and slender. It has a pointed tip, like traditional devilish tails do, and sharp spines along the base.

Upon closer inspection, her fingernails and fingertips are slightly darker yellow tint, perhaps scarred or burnt, they are birthmarks that have always been with her.

Facial Features

Prospérine has a sharp jawline that compliments her sleek facial features well. She has long pointed ears, and long, partly braided and straight blonde hair that falls along her shoulders and lower back. She has bright eyes that compliment her complexion. Her face is youthful, and smooth.

Identifying Characteristics

Just like her fingers, Prospérine has a birthmark on the center of her face, right in between the eyes. It's only noticeable by the slightly darker skin tone in the area. She also has distinctive golden eyes.

Physical quirks

Her horns are smooth for the most part, with a few jagged grooves. They are yellow, but have a darker tint around the base of them, with pointed tips.

Apparel & Accessories

She wears a short blue dress, reinforced with leather straps and bindings for protection in critical areas, with a double layer cloak layered over. A grey striped scarf is wrapped around her neck, resting on her shoulders. Prospérine strapped a belt around her waist, with a silver clasp - a satchel attacked to one side, and a holster containing a book on the other. She has an elegant feel about her, and wears a golden ring on her right hand, with two golden earrings for each ear. Strapped to her feet are two long, knee-high brown leather boots tailored for adventuring.

Special abilities

Prospérine has always had extraordinary abilities, and could cast serious magic from a young age without much thought. Because she was born with these gifts, they've been with her all of her life, and over time she has learned how to control and use them to her advantage.

Mentality

Personal history

The Auvrahael family is a powerful family of High Elves with close ties into the clergy of Enchiridon. Held in high esteem by the city, and many elves around Illustratus - the family was given their surname (meaning ‘Blood of The Gods’) many hundreds of thousands of years ago, after the eldest Auvrahael daughter, named Katriel, found the pulsing feather of a Solar, an angel. Upon returning the feather to the celestial being, the Solar thanked her - and kissed her on the forehead before healing its wings with the missing feather and flying off into the heavens. Unaware of the effects of a Solar’s touch on a mortal being, the eldest daughter returned home to Enchiridon with little else more than a fascinating tale for those that would listen. That night, during her routine rest and meditation - she changed. In a flash of light, her eyes went from a bright silver to a glittering gold (far more pure than normal golden eyes Elves can have), and her family residence lit up as if the sun was shining in the dead of night. Her physical form looked basically the same, yet her skin was more perfect than her elven skin previously, her hair normally bleach blonde, now had golden highlights throughout - she went from a standard High Elf to an Aasimar over the course of a night. She began experiencing things she’d never been able to do before, like being able to cast magic she’s never studied and hearing voices she could only describe as beautiful and “from the Gods'.” It was pretty quickly understood that her tale of the Solar feather was true, and that she had been blessed in some type of way by divinity. Although this turned out to be a dangerous development, as learning to control her newfound capabilities proved to be… challenging, the city of Enchiridon, and its people celebrated the events.

With the help of other High Elves in the city that had trained in the magical arts all of their life, Katriel eventually learnt to control her gift. Her father, Thallaen, head of the family at the time - all but forced her into a life of servitude for the Temple of Adunesi in Enchiridon, and expected devout worship from her the rest of her life. Though this was not the life she chose for herself, Katriel’s rank and status among the clergy grew exponentially - until she was an extremely well respected member of the church, and her fame as a god-gifted priest was known to the elves throughout the land. Katriel eventually settled down, and slowed her efforts for the temple to reproduce for her bloodline, in order for it to continue. There was hope that her children would have the same gifts, and power that she did. After bearing two kids, and realizing they were average elven children - she raised them, and her family continued to work closely with the churches, and other religious sects of Enchiridon. It wasn’t for another few generations that it was realized Katriel’s bloodline was gifted, not just her. A High Elven Aasimar boy, born to Katriel’s youngest child was born bearing the same brightly lit golden eyes, as well as extremely fair skin and hair as Katriel herself. He was confirmed to carry the same power she did, and was groomed into the same role that she was. This was when the Auvrahael family name was given to them, designating their bloodline as one blessed by divine beings. A pattern began, and every six generations, the Auvrahael family produces a sorcerer. Throughout the generations, a tradition formed between the family and the Adunesi Temple, it became almost mandated that the sorcerer’s would be turned over and raised by the church - and groomed into the clergy - in return, the Auvrahael family gained influence, wealth, and overall: power. The bloodline still carries that blessing to modern day, and the Auvrahael family still grows more influential in Enchiridon, and through that, Illustratus itself.

Seventy-six years ago, the cycle was seemingly broken - when the sixth generational child was promised to the Enchiridon churches but was never received. Expecting a new sorcerer, the Auvrahael’s confirmed the birth with the church, and prepared to turn it over to the temple when it was born. Upon bearing the child, who they decided to name Prospérine Giselle Auvrahael, they came to a stunning revelation: the child was born a yellow Tiefling, a being born from devilish blood. Prospérine’s eyes were glowing golden, and she shined like a bolt of radiant energy. Though her skin was yellow, it was light, fair and smooth. It was clear she was one of the gifted blood, but at the same time - she was impure. Ashamed, her father - Thalanil - the current head of the family, made a split-second decision to keep the child from the church, and the entirety of Enchiridon with it. The very reality of the blessed Auvrahael sorcerer being an impure, demon-blooded creature could ruin the reputation and name of the family. He made preparations to kill the newborn, but was pleaded with by Prospérine’s mother to not go through with the killing of their child. Though her mom, Cithrel, refused to let her husband kill her daughter - she too was internally disgusted by the impurity of Prospérine. She calmed the anger and shame Thalanil was feeling, and compromised with him: asking him to keep the child away from the public and safe. Out of the way, so that Prospérine couldn’t compromise the family name - and that they would come up with a lie, a story to tell the church. So, they devised a grand lie revolving an unfortunate miscarriage and made sure they had no holes in their story.

Through reluctant agreement, and maybe a little divine luck, Prospérine’s father allowed the child to be locked away within a little villa the family owned a little ways west, and outside of Enchiridon on a peninsula looking out over the Northern portion of the Sero’Jeun Sea cut off by the Calgora Isle. She would be completely isolated from the outside world, but cared for as needed - ordering two of his servants to populate the villa and keep the child alive, and contained, but more importantly: content. The servants, High Elven commoners sworn to the Auvrahael family, Rolim and Aywin Raufort were ordered to stock the villa as needed with food and supplies, educate and care for Prospérine, and overall maintain a private villa in which nobody is allowed to enter without Auvrahael consent. Rolim and Aywin did exactly that, raising Prospérine basically as their own, creating a semi-dysfunctional little family. They taught her everything in the first ten years of her life, such as walking and talking, as Prospérine grew - they gave her a proper High Elven education, as well as they could. Every so often, Prospérine’s mother or father would come to visit, briefly, more to gauge whether or not the child was properly contained. Knowing full well that Prospérine could prove dangerous, and has unique abilities, Rolim and Aywin embrace Prospérine’s magic, and try teaching her some basic magic of their own. She was never able to reciprocate their magic, and her own was always so different from theirs. Rolim cut himself trying to chop up some food when Prospérine was four years old, and after he exclaimed out of shock - a single touch from Prospérine and the cut was gone. She would actively light up like a sunlight beacon in the middle of night at least once a month, and it wouldn’t go away until sunrise. When she was seven, she accidentally lit her dinner on fire after commenting that she wished it was warmer.

It didn’t take long for Prospérine to put two and two together, and realize that she didn’t live a normal life, and she looked distinctly different than Rolim, Aywin, or any other High Elf she’d ever seen. When she would ask questions though, they were dismissed or denied. Why couldn’t she go outside for more than a little bit at a time? Why does she look different? Why do crazy, magical things spontaneously happen in front of her? It wasn’t until her early twenties she learned the beginning of the truth, about her real parents, and the origins of her powers. She pried information out of Aywin and Rolim whenever she could, and would listen to them as they talked whenever they believed her not to be listening. Rage, and sadness grew in Prospérine’s heart the day she learned why she was contained. She despised her prison, and pleaded with Aywin and Rolim regularly to help her, or let her go. Wanting so desperately to see the world, to live, and maybe to prove to her family that she could be a respectable member of the Auvrahael’s. More importantly though, she wanted answers. Why was she born this way? Cursed, yet blessed? She needed to know why she was born differently, and why she was the one chosen to receive the divine blessing her family has been given. She devised a plan to escape, and waited for Rolim and Aywin to leave for their daily duties. Before they returned, she had written a note expressing her gratitude for their care, and that she loved them, but she needed to live a life of her own. Breaking a small window inside the villa structure, she hurls herself out of the window, cutting her arm on the glass shards.

The cut didn’t matter to her at all, she was out, she was free. With a deep breath of fresh air, and a smile on her face, Prospérine takes off, sprinting in any direction, she didn’t care - nor did she have any idea of where she’d go. Having studied a few maps of the outside world due to her curiosity and intrigue for the unknown, she was aware that Enchiridon was to her East, Ank’Aniqua to her West beyond the forest, and that following the land South would eventually lead her to the mountain ranges in which Dunkhaldur was founded. She wasn’t worried about that yet though, as this was her first experience outside the villa, all on her own. Without realizing it, she left a tiny trail of blood from her cut as she dashed around the peninsula. She spent what was probably hours running, breathing, and just taking in the view - she was overwhelmed, and didn’t know what to do next. Unfortunately for her, Aywin returned from Enchiridon and noted the broken glass, trail of blood, and the bright yellow figure dashing through the fields nearby like a child. She was scolded heavily, and when Rolim showed back up to the house, she was forced back inside. These actions weighed heavily on both Aywin and Rolim, they felt guilt and shame for keeping Prospérine against her will, even on the word of the Auvrahael family. Once back inside, Rolim attempted to bandage Prospérine’s arm, but to his surprise, the cut had completely disappeared. It must have healed, but left no scarring or other markings.

By thirty-five years of age, Prospérine was using her innate magic well, and had relatively good impulse control with her abilities. She was angry, full of resentment and disdain for her life - but she didn’t actively make Aywin’s or Rolim’s life difficult. She loved them for caring for her, and for the kindness they showed her daily. And they loved her too, their hearts heavy with guilt for keeping Prospérine in the situation she was in. By fifty years of age, Prospérine grew tired, weary, and hopeless in her situation. Though fifty years was little more than a smidge of life in the eyes of an Elf - it was Prospérine’s entire life. She couldn’t imagine spending hundreds of years trapped in a tiny villa without any connections to the outside world. She’d been outside, little bits at a time, and Aywin even brought her a nice hooded cloak one time so the two of them could go out for a walk - that was years ago by now though; still one of Prospérine’s most cherished memories.

When she grew to be sixty-five years old, Prospérine awoke to a conversation between Aywin, Rolim, and a voice she didn’t recognize. She knew everyone that was allowed on the premises in which she was trapped inside. Getting up slowly, she peered outside through the same window she tried to escape through all those years ago. She saw a stopped cart, with two horses outside, as well as another horse beside a figure that was discussing something with Rolim and Aywin frantically, he was a High Elf man, handsome; almost like a younger version of her father. It took her a minute to realize that she might be looking at her older brother: Sylmaar. The window faced outward in such a way that she could just barely make out Rolim and Aywin, but before long all three figures entered the villa. They filled her in on what was going on, and Sylmaar approached her carefully. He smiled, and held out his hand to introduce himself - before telling her that it was time for her to thrive, and to live. Giving Rolim and Aywin a hefty pouch of gold, Sylmaar instructs them to take the cart, and to get as far from Enchiridon as they could… with Prospérine. It didn’t take long to convince them to do exactly that, and it was even quicker to gather up their belongings. Aywin and Rolim pack and climb into the cart, Prospérine close behind them. She turns before getting on, and runs back to Sylmaar for the first hug she ever gave a true family member. After the embrace, he warns her that their family will not stop looking for her, and that he was sorry he never helped her sooner. Handing her a last minute gift, a ring with the Auvrahael crest on it. “Just in case.” he told her, before hopping onto his horse. “I’ll handle the situation back here as much as I can, maybe I can delay their investigation.” he continued, watching her - waiting for her to get on the cart. She did, and looked back only once to wave at her brother, as they rode away from the one place she ever knew.

Their first destination was Bahlvordahl. The trip was long, and hard for Prospérine - but the new sights, smells, and experiences were well worth it. They would camp a little ways off of the road at night, after a long day of travel - and that became the pattern for the entire trip. As they rode Southward, she gazed out in awe while approaching the Calgora Isle - she could make it out from the villa she was raised in, but to be this close was something completely different. The mountain ranges containing Bahlvordahl were gigantic, and upon approaching the city - they had second thoughts, and decided instead to continue their trek South so Prospérine would not be seen. Making sure she would stay with the cart a little ways away from the city, Rolim and Aywin filled up on provisions and other supplies they lacked or ran out of at the city before continuing their travels. Riding further, they could begin to make out Lok’Lou in the far distance, and they began to move in a eastern direction. Finding themselves in a region Rolim called the ‘Qobram Wastes’, it wasn’t much longer before they stumbled on a small coastal outlaw town, named Edgewater. The town let Prospérine, Rolim, and Aywin stay, and permitted them to build a residence and live there so long as they minded their own business and kept busy. Thankfully, Prospérine had a good grip on her abilities by now, and she was able to keep her head down for the most part.

The three of them built a small home, and did their best to start up a farm, which turned into a Ranch due to the harsh land around Edgewater - and Prospérine started to refer to herself under Rolim and Aywin’s family name: Raufort. Though life in Edgewater was far from luxurious, she enjoyed it, because everything she did was of her own volition. She lived happily, helping Aywin and Rolim on the farm to sell their crops in town. They also lived without fear in a town full of less than honest people because they provided food the town previously lacked more often than not. She even acquired a job earning a modest wage at the local tavern, every other day, which helped in her efforts to reach The University of Leahdos, in her search for both her demonic origin, and her divine blessing. Twelve solid years passed, uninterrupted, allowing Prospérine to live her own life for the first time, and though it was a lot of work between the Ranch and the tavern, she enjoyed each and every day she was living.

One day, while working a cold night at the local tavern in Edgewater, a drunk old Human man, and a big-nosed Halfling got into an argument over a cup of mead they both said was theirs. The Halfling, a shady individual, ended up pulling a knife out of a sleeve-sheath he was concealing, and stabbed the Human right in the left thigh. Most days Prospérine worked at the tavern people minded their own business, or at the very least took their personal matters outside, but the occasional barfight did occur. She managed to avoid too much bloodshed while working there though, and definitely never had to deal with a drunk man bleeding out on the floor. The Halfling, realizing what had just happened, took off in a sprint out of the tavern. Instinctively, Prospérine rushed to the man left behind on the floor, and took to his wounds - inspecting them. She had no idea what to do, but her heart told her she needed to do something. Putting her hands on the wound, she felt a sense of warmth overcome her and pour from herself into the strange, dying man. A few seconds later, she took her hands away and in a state of shock, revealed unblemished skin, no blood, just a man without injury.

The action of helping that man was witnessed by a number of people in the tavern, and word spread quickly of her abilities. Over the next week, rumors of “The yellow, horned healer living out of Edgewater” were circulating not just the little town she resided in, but Deepwater Bay as well, and inevitably, Lok’Lou. Rolim, concerned, expressed worry to Prospérine - reminding her that they were hiding her, and supposed to be concealing her capabilities, not using them. Prospérine on the other hand, was glad she could help those in need. Her entire life, the powers she had within her only caused her pain and problems - and now it can be used for something good, it can be useful. Rolim was right though, people from all over came to Edgewater, bringing an influx to the population and economy of the town, but also a lot of afflicted - bringing illness, injuries, and disease with them. A couple years go by, and Prospérine has taken up the role of Edgewater’s doctor, but it was never meant to last...

Education

Although she had a less than formal education, Prospérine has always had a distinct love for learning, and knowledge. Having sixty-five years to read and learn, she has actively tried to teach herself anything she could.

Rolim and Aywin also actively taught her things they had learned throughout her life, and through them she learned about her family, her peoples' culture, and general knowledge of the world. She also has a lot of knowledge about religion in Enchiridon.

Employment

Before going out on her own, Prospérine worked a farm for twelve years helping Rolim and Aywin sell crops to the town of Edgewater. During this time, she also found herself working at the local tavern a few nights a week serving food and drink.

Accomplishments & Achievements

• Born the next Auvrahael divine sorcerer, blessed by celestials.

Failures & Embarrassments

• Due to Prospérine revealing that she has magical capabilities that can help people that need it in the Qobram Wastes, while hiding out in Edgewater from Enchiridion officials, she may have inadvertently put Aywin and Rolim in a dangerous position.

Mental Trauma

Most of Prospérine's mental trauma comes from her parent's giving her up when she was young, and when she did actually get to see them while she was growing up - they looked at her as if she was trash. Not only that, but she was trapped in a tiny villa a little ways out of Enchiridon for the majority of her life because of said parents.

She has a confidence problem due to this trauma, and doesn't trust herself or her family, let alone many others. She also doesn't know much about the blessings/curses she was born with, which causes her to question everything she does revolving around her mysterious capabilities.

Intellectual Characteristics

Always eager to learn about anything, but specifically herself, her family, the powers she seems to have, or anything else related to those things peaks her interest. Prospérine seeks out ways that she can further control or manipulate her abilities, or just learn things that will keep her alive and adventuring.

Growing up, she read just about anything she could get her hands on - allowing her the knowledge of a variety of subjects. This is partly due to pure boredom, and also partly because she was contained in her childhood home all of her life, so reading provided an escape while also allowing her to experience a world she was never able to experience herself.

A nice and quiet library, university, temple, or other place of knowledge would be a safe haven for Prospérine. Allowing her to slow down and pick up some more knowledge on any given subject, but also to mitigate the overwhelming amount of life and experience she is getting now that she is on her own.

Morality & Philosophy

The biggest philosophy that Prospérine has for life is to not waste it. This comes from her being confined to the little villa outside of Enchiridon for a great portion of her life. Even though she ages as Elves do, and has plenty of more life to live - she cherishes each moment she has spending her time on something she wants to do.

Because of that, she is an avid believer is personal freedom, and individuality. Nobody should be forced into a life they don't want to live, and nobody should have the power to force another individual into any situation they don't want to find themselves in. If she ever came across a situation in which someone was controlling someone's life in a tyrannical way, not only would she disapprove, but she'd actively defend the person being controlled.

Overall, Prospérine is a chaotic, but good person. She has a good heart, and is well-intentioned in her actions. She wants everyone to appreciate the life they live, and to live it as best as they can, because nobody knows when their time is up, until it's already over.

person.sexuality

Having never been in an intimate relationship, and never having any romantic experience, Prospérine rarely considers attempting to change that. She has a lot going on in her life, with sometimes uncontrollable magic coming out of her, not to mention she is also on the run. The last thing she would want is to end up liking someone, or even loving someone, and putting them in harm's way due to her past.

That said, it isn't to say she is not curious. She ponders the possibility of finding that someone that she connects with, and hopes one day she can find a person like that to experience life with. She just doesn't want to rush into anything and ruin something that could have been good.

person.gender_identity

Prospérine identifies as a female Tiefling, and only refers to herself as Elven around Rolim and Aywin.

Taboos

• Being born the next Auvrahael divine, blessed prophet for The Temple of Adunesi - normally born an Aasimar, instead - she is born a Tiefling.

Known Languages

1. Common


2. Elven


3. Celestial


4. Infernal

Personality

Motivation

Her biggest motivation is to figure out why she was born the way she was, and to prove to both her family and herself that she is worth something, and shouldn't be treated like garbage because she looks different than the rest of her family.

She seeks answers about her powers, her Demonic and Celestial heritage, and why her family disowned her from birth. She believes that her family took away her birthright of being someone important, and she feels like she'll never achieve the things she should have.

Savvies & Ineptitudes

Savvies:

• Knowledge about magic she was born with, not just limited to the arcane origin either, but infernal and celestial origins as well.


• High Elven culture, religion, and other Elven cultures too.

• Inexperienced in life, still has much to learn.

Likes & Dislikes

Likes:
Prospérine likes learning, individual freedom, and leaving lasting impacts on the world. She wants to help those she can help, in whatever ways she needs to.
Dislikes:
She dislikes tyranny, abusive relationships between anyone, and overall other despicable acts that many in the world commit daily. She also has a distaste for a noble lifestyle, and finds that she appreciated being raised as a commoner, not a woman of nobility.

Virtues & Personality perks

• Not afraid to get into the mix of life, however ghetto, wealthy, or unique any cultures, customs or traditions are - she will give anything a try to experience something new.

Vices & Personality flaws

• Uncomfortable around Elven Nobility, and has a sense of distrust around them.


• Claustrophobic, hates being confined to a single room.

Personality Quirks

• Has a difficult time accurately depicting the time and year differences between Elven and Human calendar systems.

Hygiene

She keeps herself clean, but isn't too overboard about it. She naturally maintains a clean composure, and is rarely seen with any injuries or afflictions, due to her restorative capabilities and healing magic.

Social

Birthplace

Enchiridon

Current Residence

Edgewater, Qobram Wastes (On the run, hiding)

Contacts & Relations

Good Relationships:

• Rolim/Aywin: (Closest thing to family) - Edgewater


• Sylmaar: (Biological brother) - Enchiridon, Auvrahael residence.

• The Auvrahael Family: (Biological Family) - Enchiridon, Auvrahael residence.

Honorary & Occupational Titles

• Devil-Touched


• God-Touched


• The Exiled Prophet

Wealth & Financial state

The Auvrahael family is an extremely wealthy family out of Enchiridon, and Prospérine would have some access to those funds if her family recognized her as one of their own. Instead, she has never been very well off - and for the most part has lived an average commoner's life (in terms of comfort).

Family Ties

The Auvrahael family is a very well respected High Elven family, they have long been a powerful name in Enchiridon as one of the older families of nobility - and has a large amount of both political and religious influence, as well as a large amount of wealth.

If Prospérine was born an Aasimar like the other sorcerer's of her family were, or if she was born an average High Elf - her family (the Auvrahael's) would have probably put her into a life of servitude to the church, unless they deemed her worthy of something else, or she found another family of nobility to marry into.

Her parents abandoned her, and never told the rest of her family that she even existed. They are ashamed of Prospérine's impure heritage, and are afraid that she could ruin the family name.

Religious Views

Any other member of her family would have been raised the same way: involving a prestigious education, and rigorous magical aptitude tests, before continuing their education within the churches of Enchiridon (specifically The Temple of Adunesi).

A 'normal' sorcerer born into the Auvrahael family is given to the church from birth, and is brought up by said church - groomed into becoming a serious, well-respected clergy member with ties to celestial beings. They would have learned everything there is to know about High Elven religion.

Prospérine instead was taught a commoner's perspective on Elven religion in Enchiridon, and though she knows a lot about it, she is not nearly as knowledgeable as anyone of her status should be.

She does actively engage and believe in the Elven deities, but it's more because Rolim and Aywin do - and taught her that is how things should be done. Prospérine does have a particular interest in Enchiridon spirituality though, knowing that if things were a little different in her life, that she might have a very important role to play in the churches. She always is on the lookout to learn more about it too.

Social Aptitude

Taught from a young age to act properly, and as Elven Nobility should - even if she didn't get the benefits of being said nobility. She knows how to act in more luxurious situations to not draw attention, but her life in Edgewater taught her that staying quiet usually keeps eyes off her. On any average day, she maintains a peaceful composure, and can usually be found in a good mood.

Mannerisms

Prospérine is shy towards those she doesn't know, and is not prone to negative altercations with others, or any other drama. She keeps to herself in the hopes that others do the same to her, but will help those in need if coming across someone that needs it.

She is a good listener, and learns a lot through overhearing things that perhaps she may not have known otherwise, and is wise beyond her Elven Astral Years.

Hobbies & Pets

• Never had any pets, always wanted one. She considers each animal living in her Ranch/Farm in Edgewater her pets, and treats them fairly.


• She enjoys journaling her thoughts down, especially now that she is not confined to the old villa outside of Enchiridon now.


• Also has a great respect for reading new things, and is always searching for new, interesting reading material.


• In Edgewater, she makes her rounds across town delivering crops and other goods - while also keeping tabs on the general health of the city.


• Occasionally visited the old watchtower outside of Edgewater to practice her magic.

Speech

She can speak fluent Elven and common, and has understood Celestial speech as well as Infernal from birth.