Celeena - the Witch Queen

Biography

Origins

Celeena, once a princess of lofty Elven lineage, now reigns as the Witch Queen from the heart of the Grimwood, her very name a whispered cautionary tale that threads through the fabric of Arboria. She stands as a figure enshrouded in both terror and tragedy, her story a tapestry of love, loss, and the catastrophic allure of dark magic.
In her youth, Celeena was known not for malice, but for an insatiable curiosity and a brilliant mind, particularly in the arcane arts. It was at the prestigious Lay'Shadesh Academy where she and Arish, a mage of legendary prowess, entwined their fates. Their bond was more than love, it was a union of intellectual fervor, a shared desire to delve into the forbidden and unearth the secrets of the ancient precursors.

Tragic fall

Celeena's destiny was forever altered by The Cataclysm that shook the very foundation of her world. As the Cataclysm ruptured continents and the ensuing Ice Age crept over the lands, Humanity was driven to desperation. It was during these Great Migrations that Arish, known to history as The Lightbearer, rose to prominence. He led the desperate Jermane tribes across the treacherous Nord Sea, parting its icy waters to deliver them to sanctuary. Meanwhile, Celeena's realm was engulfed in a brutal war, as the Slaya tribes, propelled by the same cataclysmic forces, descended upon the Elves. With the arcane magic that once protected her people depleted, Celeena stood alone against the onslaught, watching as her family fell and her world crumbled. It was in this crucible of war and desperation that she turned to the dark arts, unleashing a power capable of stopping the invaders but at the cost of her own soul.
As Arish ventured to forge alliances with humanity, Celeena faced the scourge of the Slaya alone. The wars claimed her family, igniting in her a vengeful inferno that would soon consume her. In the crumbling world around her, with the Kleriel Imperium dissolving into chaos, she embraced the dark power she and Arish had once studied in secret, power locked away within ancient relics from a previous world. This power was her weapon to halt the human onslaught, to save her people, but at a dreadful cost. It surged within her, vast and voracious, until her very soul was ensnared by its whispers of omnipotence.

Endless fury

Her transformation into the Witch Queen was marked by fury and madness, a cataclysm of her own making that devastated everything she came across. Only the intervention of the Mason, a figure of divine might who is worshipped by the Church of the Mason, stemmed her destructive tide. Their battle was of epic proportions, leaving both combatants broken. Celeena, wounded and wrought with her inner demons, retreated to Drakmire Keep, her ancestral home, and there she chose to seclude herself, feasting upon the life force of the very Feywood that had once been her realm's glory.

Aftermath

To the world, she is a dichotomy: a destroyer who held back the tides of invasion, a savior who became a monster. Yet, few grasp the magnitude of her sacrifice or the ceaseless battle she wages within against the consuming taint of darkness. Her love for Arish is the solitary beacon in her tempest, a reminder of who she once was. In her darkest hours, it is rumored that Arish still seeks her out, bearing gifts not of gold or gems, but of memories and moments that transcend the curse she bears.
Isolated within the twisted spires of Drakmire Keep, the Witch Queen endures, her existence a self-imposed exile to safeguard the world from the maelstrom of power that she harbors. It is a testament to her strength and her torment that she remains the guardian at the threshold of annihilation, holding back the darkness that yearns to be unleashed.

Description

Celeena, the Witch Queen, is the embodiment of tragic grace and solemn majesty. Her appearance is as captivating as it is daunting, a stark contrast of her porcelain skin against the deep, blood-red of her eyes, glowing like two crimson embers, windows to a soul that has borne witness to the rise and fall of empires, to love found and lost, and to the intoxicating pull of darkness that she both wields and resists.
Her raven hair cascades in waves, untamed and wild, much like the magic that courses through her veins. Delicate pointed ears peek through the tresses, a subtle reminder of her Elven heritage and the nobility that once was. Her posture is regal, her movements deliberate and measured, commanding the winds and shadows of the Grimwood with but a mere glance or a gentle gesture.

The isolation Celeena has chosen is not borne out of disdain but out of a deep-seated sense of responsibility. She isolates herself not because she shuns the world, but to protect it from the overwhelming power that threatens to consume her. This self-imposed exile is her penance, her sacrifice, a burden she carries with silent dignity. In her seclusion, she is not cruel but infinitely distant, her demeanor as cold as the magic-infused mists that blanket her realm, yet never malevolent.
To her servants, she is a figure of quiet strength, her commands are few but clear, her expectations absolute yet just. None have felt the sting of her wrath without just cause, and in her presence, there is a calm that belies the storm of her internal struggle. Even in her solitude, she is not without compassion, for her heart, though encased in the ice of necessity, still beats with the warmth of the love she harbors for Arish, the only one who can traverse the chasm of shadows to reach her.

Current Location

Drakmire Keep

Species

Elves

Sex

Female

Eyes

Blood Red

Hair

Raven Black

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale

Ruled Locations

• Area - Grimwood
• Drakmire Keep