Esmerelda, Champion of the North Star

Esmerelda (a.k.a. Hakestra's Chosen)

"...outstretched over the rushing waters of the southern Amerian Sea, the gypsy cart hung from the docking crane of the ship The Silent Lady.  The Peacemaker clung to the railing and opened the door, bracing for the onslaught of the fire that he knew would erupt from the Pheonix egg within.  Taking a moment to prepare his spell, reached out and with the grace of Haehorah, he conjured a torrent of seawater as he opened the door.  The momentum of the ship caught him by surprise and as he tumbled into the seas below Islah flew from under the cart towards him.
Frantic at the thought of losing his friends, Arrow dove from the railings of the ship and after Islah and the Peacemaker.  Lucian stood watching and moments later he called out the command word to shrink the gypsey cart back into its small toy form.
"SMALLULATE!"
The resulting explosion was like no other they had ever encountered before.  The collapsing cart and the pocket dimension holding a birthing Pheonix egg within fused together; creating a white-hot explosive force.  Two fiery wings outstretched from the collapsing explosion as the light dimmed and Lucian saw the cart was no longer hanging from the docking crane.  After a few seconds, a small humanoid figure dropped from the balls of plasma into the ocean below, unconscious and sinking into the depths below.  Quickly Islah changed course, seeing the Peacemaker had taken care of himself, and dove after the tiny sinking person.  Upon reaching them she was shocked to find that it was their tiny Gnomish friend, Esmerelda, no longer bound to the magic of the gypsy cart.
There were questions on her mind as she flew back to the ship on her golden Aasimar wings.
What had happened to the pocket dimension containing the sorcerer Scothe?  Had he been killed?  Or worse?"
-From the logs of Iondaer Milvendi, 1st Mate of The Silent Lady

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Esmerelda's tale is an interesting and unexpected divergence in the realm of Ascondia.  Never before had a steward construct of a pocket dimension, a non-being who was made from magic had ever been granted real existence through divine means.  With a little help from some unknowing mortals.
Her tale is being told as we speak and her life has only just begun.  A council of long-lived and eccentric personalities all live inside her mind and only time will allow her to unfold all of their secrets.  For now, she is contempt with indulging in her favourite thing about living  -  Food.

Divine Classification

Demi-God

Circumstances of Birth

She began her life as a construct, a personification of a gypsy cart that held a pocket dimension within. A group of Adventurers found it and later used it to house a Phoenix egg which then was fused with the cart accidentally.

Birthplace

On the open sea of southern Ameria

Current Residence

Anchored outside the port town of Arixia, aboard The Silent Lady.

Gender

Female

Eyes

Dark brown, with bright orange cracks running through the irises

Hair

Black as night and very curly

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Olive toned, very light bronze

Height

3'4''

Weight

37 lbs