Appearance

Physical Description

Slim and athletic

Body Features

slightly pointed ears, flawless golden skin

Facial Features

more humanoid looking, however does have a more than normal yellow tint to skin and pointed ears

Apparel & Accessories

pomegranate necklace, blessed by Goddess Persephone

Specialized Equipment

Sickle and Mace, all armor types, healing magic

Special abilities

Healer

Mentality

Personal history

I was born 25 years ago with blood of man and elf in the Kingdom of Exor. My mother was a Sun Elf and my father a high functioning drunkard. He’s probably the reason why I have a hearty taste for a good mead. I don’t know much about my parent’s torrid affair, but from what my father told me, he was madly in love with my mother. She was the daughter of Aelar Krisjor, an elder for the Church of the God of Light. My mother was called Lyrei. She was beautiful from what I can remember, golden skin, amber eyes and chestnut hair. She taught me the importance of prayer and faith to the God of Light, but also encouraged me to make my own path in life. She wanted me to have faith in the Light, but also expressed that I all the freedom to worship whom I wanted. I had her for the first four years of my life and my father was around, but he was constantly going out on adventures for weeks at a time. We lived on the main castle grounds in a house that was made for my grandfather. After he passed, the king and the church allowed my mother to stay in the house on the terms that she would be the royal healer.
I was the result of a night out at a local tavern. My mother snuck out on a warm late summer evening after a long day of healing wounded soldiers who had returned from battle. She wasn’t supposed to be out, with the terms she had agreed to, but even she needed time to relax. She sat in the corner of the tavern, and my father at the other end of the bar, already on his third mead. Her gold skin is was what caught his eye. She was exotic and clearly not a regular. He had to have her. He approached her, sat across from her, uninvited but she didn’t mind. She smiled at him warmly and he blurted out, “You’re beautiful,” which made her laugh. They fell in love immediately.
My mother delivered me into this world on an early Spring morning, just after my father arrived home from a particularly fruitful mission. He was so excited to be a father, was my mother to be a mother, but she had fear in the back of her mind. She knew it would not be well received that the daughter of the Great Aelar Krisjor had a bastard child with a human. She had told the church she had married in secret to another elf, but on the night of my birth, a guard was sent to her house to see exactly what had come out of her. The guard found my parents, gawking over their new child. The guard was enraged at the sight of a human and elf and what they had created. My father was banished from the kingdom and forced to move to the west side of the mountains. My mother was allowed to stay on the castle grounds with me, but was forbidden to marry or be with another being as long as I was around. Once I turned 18, I was to leave the castle and never return. They viewed me as an abomination and I did nothing but tarnish the reputation of a pure Elven church.
However, my four short years with my mother were as normal as she could possibly make them. I was allowed to interact with help’s children, and my mother tried to teach me everything she could about faith in her free time. Right before my fourth birthday, my mother had revealed to me that she was pregnant but it had to be kept a secret. Of course though, it could not be kept a secret forever. On the night my mother was to give birth, she had mysteriously disappeared and I was sent to my father.
I didn’t know the full story until I was much older and my father was drunk and emotional. He told me that after I was sent to him, he was called out on his last mission before he retired. He was told he needed to recover a body hanging from a tree in the nearby woods and bring it back to his village to bury it. They body was of my mother. She was hanged from a tree and her belly was cut open with the baby nowhere to be found… I never asked him for the details, but just that small bit of information was enough to churn my stomach and rip the hole in my heart even more wide open. After my father told me what had happened to my mother. I devoted myself to the Goddess Persephone, goddess of rebirth and harvest. I wanted to heal like my mother did, I wanted to find my purpose.
At 21, I left my father’s village and ventured back over the mountains to join the Adventure’s guild in Ferlos. I became their healer and enlisted as an adventurer to honor both of my parents.

Employment

Healer and Adventurer for Adventurer's Guild of Felros

Failures & Embarrassments

Sniffing babies, MUST pick pomegranates if seen

Mental Trauma

Mother was brutally murdered around the age of 4

Morality & Philosophy

Depends on the day and circumstances. Mostly good though.

person.sexuality

will fuck anything that walks

person.gender_identity

Female

Known Languages

Common, Elvish, Abyssal, and another I can't remember I think

Personality

Motivation

After learning of mother's death, Mylla has decided to take after her mother

Quotes & Catchphrases

"Wanna bang?"

Likes & Dislikes

Annoyed by Atoth daily

Virtues & Personality perks

Will help teammates no matter what, good at charisma and healing

Vices & Personality flaws

Always sleeping with Half-Orc named Stue, He's not a boyfriend, just a friend... with benefits

Personality Quirks

Sniffing babies

Social

Birthplace

Exor

Current Residence

The Adventurer's Guild of Felros

Contacts & Relations

Xune, Atoth, Tasya, Valor, Zyxx, all teammates

Family Ties

Aelar Krisjor, former Elder of the Church for the God of Light
Lyrei Krisjor, daughter of Aelar Krisjor

Religious Views

Worships the Goddess Persephone