Ilysandra
Ilysandra is the third and last queen of Tondo Talestro. She is responsible for the city-wide arcane barrier being removed, but not before personally inviting demons into the heart of the city and elevating them to a new rank of nobility among her people.
Ilysandra grew discontent with the amount of power she possessed as one of the most skilled sorcerers in the entire city. She experimented with magical energies beyond just arcana. She toyed with anima for a while and learned to heal--and to rip the life essence from a body in one fell swoop. She tried to use Abyssal energy, but she could not master it to her satisfaction.
Ilysandra’s confidence allowed the demons an audience with her, instead of an immediate extermination. They offered to share the secrets of Eldritch magic with her, in exchange for a place in the city. For a while, she refused, using them instead for minor gain in her experiments. Eventually, though...
She kept them out of sight, lurking in her palace and private gardens. Any glimpse a noble or worker caught was greeted with as much disbelief as if they had said Ilysandra had grown a second head on her shoulders. The demons fawned over her, more devoted and heel-licking than even the most obsequious of elves. They taught her Eldritch magic that, for a time, did not contaminate any of the myriad arcane structures and spells around her. They let her grow to trust them. And then they demanded more.
Like many deadly diseases, the demons spread slowly and thoroughly, entrenching themselves in small aspects of the city’s function with Ilysandra’s blessing. But, being entities not native to the physical world, the demons needed food. Fuel. Ilysandra fed them arcana from her own power, but they became too numerous to sustain alone.
T. Melostral: She was… fond of them, by then. They were her truest supporters, her most trusted aides. She felt immune to Eldritch energy. She… knew… that she could control every demon, every iota of Eldritch energy in the city.
T. Melostral: Our third queen was Ilysandra. She was the ideal that all moon elves would aspire to. She was perfect. ...perfection, as the moon itself teaches us, is impossible. No face is without its scars. No soul is without its shadow.
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Well, she's ambitious. The picture of her to the side definitely shows her confidence and her beauty. Great job here!