ELL
Their Grace "The Duke" Elynria Firefly Rigath (a.k.a. Ell)
While the Council is victim to criticism for how they select certain members, Ell is not one of those people you will find anyone speaks ill of. Ell is a daemon everybody trusts. Maybe it's their calming voice, or the softness of their silhouette. Maybe it's their attentiveness, and their knowledge of medicine. Whatever the case, Ell has made themselves known to be dependable. Everybody who's crossed their path says the same thing; friendly, if a little strange and mystical.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Especially considering their job, and how long they've been at it, they're definitely in good condition... save for their wings. They miss their wings dearly, but the prosthetic ones will do.
Body Features
Pear-shaped body. Doesn't scar easily thanks to natural healing capabilities of their blood, but most of the scars on their body are star-shaped. They used to have the layered wings of a firefly, but they were shredded and damaged beyond repair in a particularly rough battle. Since, Ell has had prosthetic wings to help them fly.
Special abilities
PYROKINESIS . Their blood is essentially liquid fire, even more so than any other pyrokinesis wielder. Harming them is a bad, bad idea. The moment their blood sheds (dependant on how much) you have effectively released a controlled hurricane of flames. This does not even dip into their immense prowess, how they've mastered the art of fire. An eternally-burning orb of lime fire sits between their horns, blazing and flickering gently as it's sourced from their blood. The fire that sits right there allows them faster casting time, something that would be a great hindrance had they not first taken that precaution.
- Manifest shields
- Mold flames into whatever they desire, e.g., their weapons.
- Heat immunity
- Thermoreception (heat detection)
- Air heating
- Healing (droplets of her blood can 'burn' wounds closed. Yes, it hurts. No, they don't do it often.)
^ Unlike Nurse's healing abilities where the only remnant are little stars embedded into the skin, theirs leave no scars. You can never tell there was ever an injury to begin with.
Apparel & Accessories
Frilly tops, long cuffed sleeves, off-shoulder shirts.
Sleek, form-hugging dresses. Anywhere from knee-length to ankle-length. Mermaid flared skirts or leg slits (for mobility).
Vests or cropped jackets, accessorised with bows and fancy zippers.
Baggy shorts or short skirts with leggings or tights underneath.
Dainty golden, silver jewelry---bracelets, necklaces, usually with sun themes and red gemstones. When they feel very fancy, pearl veils attached to the back of their headpiece.
White, gold, copper, cream, and wine red.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Most naturally think that Ell must be some highly gifted healer. A prodigy unsurpassed, especially to have landed themselves a place in the Radiant Council. Or, at the very least, exceptionally talented in some way. Especially for not being originally gifted in the art of healing magic, they are quite exceptional, but by many standards not in the league of the Council. That can be explained quite simply; they were never meant to be an official member of the Council. They were actually meant to be the head nurse, but desperate measures called for a stand-in for the Red member.
Ell generally had a very simple life. They grew up with two parents, regarded as a 'peculiar, but friendly young firefly' by many who met them, and took interest in medicine through the emphasis on the basic first-aid training in many spaces. It intrigued them how differently each species operated, how different their first aid was, and how their bodies responded to different things. They spent a lot of time looking into anatomy, how certain organs functioned,even dipped into evolution for a short time. Their curiosity knew no bounds. Before they knew it, they were pursuing the highest degree they could reach, skipping through year after year with ease. Well, they lacked that same ease with any other subject, but... who cared, really? All that mattered to her was helping people, who needed to write essays in order to heal another? At a young age (in terms of demon years anyway), they became a doctor that transferred between several hospitals. Wherever aid was needed, they stepped up. Hospitals, schools, elderly homes, rehab centres, prisons, you name it, they popped up essentially everywhere. Their name was never outwardly known, but the constant recurrence in the files and high praise caught the eye of one particular group. Years later, Ell received an invitation to travel out to Lumina, all expenses paid for, and become the head nurse of the Radiant Council. They accepted the request. They had always wanted to settle down some place, rather than travelling from apartment to apartment. It was a perfect opportunity. High pay, too, not that they struggled with it. What disadvantage was there?
That took them to the bustling city of Lumina, where life of all kind thrived and mingled. It took getting used to, but even after decades, nothing would ever cause them to forget the fog of light that lit the sky. How the night seemed so bright and lively, livelier than the unforgiving day. Different as it was from the towns and cities they skipped between, to know they would settle in such a gorgeous metropolis excited them. Later seeing the Council's main building, glittering with gold and prestige, Ell was almost as mesmerised. It was like a dream, a dream they remembered so vividly.
They were able to adjust quickly enough to their high role, used to seeing the same faces day after day. The same agents, patients, janitors, guards... They got to be on first name basis with a large percentage of the headquarters. What they always wondered, though, was why despite there being so many guards, trainees, agents and more, the faces they saw in the hospital beds most were the unstoppable forces of the at-the-time heads of the Council. Time after time, they would come staggering into their office to find everything prepared in advance. Ell usually said they got used to the strangeness of it all, but the fact they would disappear for days, weeks, sometimes months at a time, and come back wounded every time? It bugged them. Mauled, stabbed, slashed, shot, concussed, afflicted with disease, broken bones, blinded or deafened, it seemed endless the ways they would get themselves injured in exceedingly abnormal ways. Worse, Ell would frequently be awoken to screaming, panic, rushing out to find one of the seven in a hallucinating, violent frenzy. They had lost count of the amount of times they had to restrain their friends.
So, one day, after yet another sleepless night, Ell boldly confronted the sorcerer robed in red, Iditaz. Ell still remembered how his hand, wracked with tremors, waved as he rambled. It was before they realised just how bad he had gotten, before they realised how gone he was, but even then they knew they had to step careful. The trauma had worn on the sorcerer like a blade that never was sharpened---he had become dull, rusty, and the power behind him insufficient. Ell still carries guilt in their soul. They're a demon, they should have known, seen the signs, been there to stop him when, no, before he snapped. They saw Iditaz hours before he snapped. They saw the signs. They saw the signs, and they did nothing, naively believing his insistence that "I am fine. Are you fine? Maybe you should rest instead, I don't know what you speak of. I am okay. I am fine."
The destruction Iditaz caused was branded into Ell's mind. So many guards and agents had died trying to stop his rage before he escaped the Council's headquarters, and it was only due to everybody's combined efforts he never made it beyond the front gates outside. He had always been the protector, shielding the trauma, but they did not realise just how deep that ran. He did not just form physical shields from air, no, he himself was a shield. He drained the madness from his comrade's bodies and took that burden on himself sixfold. When he was put down, the others did not seem not far behind, they would have dropped like flies if not for Ell. Ell had at least one of them in their quarters for months on end, if not everybody quarantining themselves for fear of following the same path. The Council was falling. Why? They had no protector. They were scrambling to fill that void, and the times Ell overheard their whispered discussion, a sense of dread always swept over them. What had been left behind by Iditaz was such an enormous task for anybody to fill, a gaping maw of an abyss. As far as they were concerned, nobody could. The head nurse would always speed by, not wanting any more of that hopelessness to reach their ears. They were meant to be the light for those who struggled, they were meant to help those feel at peace. How could they do such a thing with such a horrible realisation dawning on them? What had they really gotten into?
It was a gloomy evening when Ell was called before the thrones, with the rain pelting against the shimmering roofs a mind-numbing background noise to the static in their mind. They had only just nursed another countless back to health, and suddenly, they were whisked away from their job for an urgent meeting. As any healthcare worker, they were reasonably frustrated, exhausted, a part of them pessimistically wondering what new devastation was wracking Lumina's pillars of 'stability'. If they were being called away, it had to be big. Ell wanted to say they thought little of it, but that would be a lie. When they came to the colourful row of thrones, with the members perched upon them like royalty rather than soldiers, they felt sick when they saw that macabre red carpet that led to an empty seat. The reminder was almost as cold as the storm howling outside the windows. They could not have possibly anticipated what came out of Kunbari's, the benevolent sphinx and at-the-time green member's mouth. The proposal that came and went with so much reluctance. It was like an apology for events that had yet to transpire, but they all knew well would come to spiral in some time.
Ell did not know what stunned them more. The idea that the Council, the semi-beloved leaders who prided themselves on world peace, trusted them enough to ask them to be their protector... or the fact Ell agreed, with so much certainty like rather than their own words, it was fate herself who spoke for them.
Gender Identity
Demigirl
Education
Employment
Accomplishments & Achievements
- Ell, by no means, has done anything revolutionary... other than keeping the prior Council generation, and current one, alive.
- However, their attention to their patients was something spawned from years of hard work and dedication, alongside a memorisation of best methods to deal with essentially any wound. Being one of the Seven, you can really encounter anything, especially when in the face of anomalous rifts. In a flash, they can treat anything. They rarely ever need a prick of their own blood.
Failures & Embarrassments
- It wasn't her fault. But, she feels that the separation of SH4DE is partially their fault. The safety precautions the Council took failed, there was nothing for any of them to fall back on. She failed them.
Mental Trauma
Intellectual Characteristics
- They're extremely knowledgeable in medicine, obviously.
- And evolution.
- And biology and chemistry, too.
Morality & Philosophy
- Ell is actually one of the stronger moral compasses in the Council lmao. Unsurprising.
- They will not hurt people. They know the Council is known for being morally ambiguous, and they've always had and continue to have faith in those in power, but that is one of the things they refuse to partake in themselves... they may have a hand in the decision, but the others can execute it.
Personality Characteristics
Representation & Legacy
- They will leave one Hell of a legacy, at least in the Council's eyes. Whoever follows them next will have just as big shoes to fill as Ell did when Iditaz fell.
Relationships
History
Ell was one of the first to give Aleron an actual chance when he was enlisted into the Council. As a daemon, Ell was raised with their family insistent on the idea that malevolent beings aren't always as terrible as they seem. After all, daemons had a history of negatively, being inseparable from their predecessors. Why judge vampires, who were once human to begin with, and never asked to be bestowed such a cruel fate? Of course, they acknowledged the reluctance of their friends, but didn't let that stop them. Ell, with Zuey, were the first to greet Aleron. The first meeting was tense for sure, but Ell saw something beyond the sass and sneer. Admittedly even as they looked though him, his demeanor concerned them at first. How would he behave when asked for something? How would he behave on the field, where they had to trust eachother above everything else? Aleron didn't know what to think of Ell's unwavering friendliness. He knew a sinner at a first glance, and yet when he looked at the firefly, he saw nothing of the sort. A daemon of Avarice, yet so content, wanting for nothing. Ell was the first to break the initial grievance Aleron had with the Council. Aleron was almost uncomfortable around them, for they were so out of line with his expectation for anybody in the prestigous, ignorant Council. It was from that point on their relationship only improved. Ell, even knowing Aleron didn't particularly care about leadership, ensured his voice was heard for the first few months. They were particularly attentive, almost fixated on his comfort in this unfamiliar environment. He'd be a fool to say their assurance didn't help him adjust as quickly as he did. He'd be even more of a fool to say they didn't spark some warmth in that cold, dead heart of his. This doctor, incredible at what they do, so busy helping patients with wounds unimaginable, and yet they took their time to care for him. It was almost laughable. Almost.
Relationship Reasoning
They are both members of the Radiant Council. They must trust each other, with more than each other's lives.
Shared Acquaintances
All members of the Radiant Council; Lady Kyu, Count Xan, Madam Zuey, Baron Ceru, Overlord Zyndir, and Princess Bellflower.
History
Ell and Zuey were the first two of the current Council generation to meet. Ell wasn't too sure what they thought of Zuey at first, and always wondered if she could hold up under the crushing pressure that was the underlying job of the Seven. But, Zuey impressed them. Ell holds Zuey in high regard, but isn't too sure what to think of her more calculating side. In the back of their mind, they're sometimes wondering what will happen when Zuey corrupts. She's strong... very strong. Her elegance on the battlefield is mesmerising now, but what will it be like in the future? For now, though, Ell is happy being captivated by Zuey's grace, and will compliment it every time they can. Zuey holds Ell in even higher regard. Ell was the one to patch her up when she was injured at the ice rink while battling, and while it was the first time it sure wasn't the last time. Zuey never has a bad thing to say about Ell, and describes them as "warm and a comfortable presence all around."
Nicknames & Petnames
N/A.
Relationship Reasoning
They're both members of the Council, and by extension, the first two official ones after the prior generation fell and the several other stand-ins left. They need to have a good relationship, for their own good and the rest of the world's, and thankfully they do get along.
Commonalities & Shared Interests
Surprisingly, or maybe not, they're both fascinated with the afterlife. They've had a lot of conversations, with Zuey asking Ell what it's like to be a demon, and what the other demons they've met have been like. Likewise, Ell has asked many questions what it's like to be human, truly human, and they have had a lot of deep conversations. Their late, down to earth conversations have definitely played an enormous part in easing Ell's mild distrust of Zuey.
Shared Secrets
Zuey is one of few that know how Ell actually became a member of the Council.
Shared Acquaintances
The rest of the Council, SH4DE, The Zodiacs, and even more.
