Lulling the world into a wintery eternal sleep, one at a time.
- Age
- 75
- Gender
- Female
- Eyes
- Lavender
- Hair
- Pitch Black
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Pale white
- Height
- 5'7
- Weight
- 145
Appearance
Physical Description
Mentality
Mental Trauma
Personality
Quotes & Catchphrases
Do you know the Winter rose
Precious and unusual
Blood red petals, kiss the snow
Resilient to cold
And when my song fades and ends,
You will lose your weeping head.
And you will love me in the end.
Your only Winter rose
When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar
The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to.
Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon her balcony as if carved there, still, breath shallow, hands folded tightly in her lap. The Winter stars watched in silence. They always did.
Her song slipped from her lips unbidden. It was not loud. It was not meant to be heard.
A lullaby, once whispered into his hair. A melody born of shared breath and stolen hours, now broken and bent beneath grief. Each note trembled, carrying the weight of a name she would never speak again.
Tears traced slow, silver paths down her cheeks, freezing before they could fall.
Below her, the city slept. Unaware that the heart of one of House Nytraven’s own was left upon the stone steps of a rival house, only hours before. Unaware that Selestiel, niece to Cavatina Nytraven, had driven a blade into the heart of the man she loved because loyalty had been demanded, and Winter does not permit refusal.
She could still feel the hilt in her hand. Could still hear his breath hitch, not in fear, but in understanding. She could still feel the weight of his form in her arms as he died. A weight that she will forever carry.
Cavatina ordered this.
And Eirindis. Her mentor, shadow, almost a father in all the ways that mattered, had taught her how to strike without hesitation, how to vanish without sound, how to leave no trace. He had taught her everything… except how to survive the cost.
Selestiel leaned her head gently against the cold stone wall, letting it steady her as the song reached its final, aching refrain. The Winter wind caught it and carried it out over the water, toward lands where love might be allowed to live.
When the last note faded, the silence felt louder than any scream.
And in that silence, Seles understood a terrible truth: She had proven her loyalty to House Nytraven.
But Winter had taken something from her that it would never give back.
The major events and journals in Selestiel's history, from the beginning to today.
When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|center|300] [hr] [p]The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon...
06:36 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|center|300] [hr] [p]The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat ...
06:35 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|center|300] [hr] [p]The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat ...
06:34 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|left|300] [hr] [p][h4]The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sa...
06:32 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|left|300] [hr] [p]The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon...
06:29 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|left|200] [hr] The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon he...
06:27 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|left|200] The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon her ba...
06:23 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808|left|50] The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon her bal...
06:22 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808:left:50] The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon her bal...
06:21 am - 22.06.2026When the Heart Stops
1 Year Before the Expedition that left Forna Vasar [img:7782808] The night did not forgive her. She did not wish it to. Moonlight lay across the spires of Forna Vasar like frost on a blade, pale and merciless, and Selestiel sat upon her balcony as ...
06:21 am - 22.06.2026Session 41: Winter Solstice Ball
03:40 am - 31.08.2025Session 41: Winter Solstice Ball
03:39 am - 31.08.2025Session 41: Winter Solstice Ball
03:38 am - 31.08.2025Like so many silent nights alone in the wilderness, she would lean her back against cold stone. A journal open in her hand to the same page. And her soft, haunting voice always singing the same painful words that lay worn upon the page along with a faded drop of blood on it's edges. ~Page Two~ "Oh, my star in the mist, My blood in the rain, For you, I have wandered Through hunger and pain. If death should find me, Still warm in my grave, It’s your name I will crave. Innya Morlótë, my soul, my sigh, The rivers weep where you lie. No chain, no crown could ever keep The love I sow, the loss I reap."
07:53 am - 12.07.2025Session 3: A Long Night
11:27 pm - 24.10.2024Session 3: A Long Night
11:26 pm - 24.10.2024The list of amazing people following the adventures of Selestiel.
Social
Family Ties
Cousin to Aria Nytraven, Neice of Cavatina
Mannerisms
Dark, mysterious, unknown motivations
Speech
Lilting, mesmerizing, alluring