Name: Amnora Helene Moraine
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class: Mage
Path: Corruption
Stats:
Strength: 1
Will: 7
Dexterity: 2
Cunning: 4
Specialization:
Amnora is a gifted sorceress whose lethality not only originates from her abilities of evocation, but her watchful gaze. This gaze is the source of her power, examining every movement of her opponent and every inch of exposure, weakness and strength, that may become useful in the battle. Such feats attained by her horrific circumstances fighting in the War of the Spider. In battle, she is calculating every possible strategy to take down her opponent without using her fragile body.
Soulblade
Rulaan, Viperstaff of Arcaith
Upon his last breaths, Rulaan Moraine gave his sister one last gift to keep her from the hand of malice during her exile. He gave her the Viperstaff of Arcaith, a symbol of magical power amongst the sorcerers of her homeland, and an artifact only meant to be possessed by the ruling archmage of The City of Lights. She then blessed the staff with a name to honor her late brother and left to fulfill her exile in Rafia, where her staff changed, and became bound to her.
Rulaan is long and slender, forged from arcane-tempered metals, and pulsating with magic equal to that of its owner. It is covered in runes that radiate with a dark glow when a magical entity is nearby. Upon its tip is the head of a cobra in its attack pose, and then upon that is her soulblade, a narrow dagger that sprouted from the viper’s head when she came to this darkened land. The dagger is engraved with the word for ‘corruption’ in the tongue of her homeland.
Biography
“Amnora Helene Moraine was the greatest sorceress to ever walk the bloodied soil of the north. She was also the only one of her kind, but even she could not withstand the malice of her people. For you see, dear reader, the north was not a world in which harmony presided. It was a cruel and unpredictable place, dangerous to the very core, where the malevolence of humanity unveiled itself in every corner. Across the greatest expanse of these beautiful lands blanketed in white snow ruled the Northern Empire, a collection of provinces that once sought to destroy each other. The people of these lands are malevolent, oppressive and brutal, yet cunning and blessed with the ingenuity of man.
Presiding over this monstrosity was the Emperor Kaelan Moraine. He had no empress, but ruled with cold and unforgiving relentlessness and enforced his own beliefs upon his people. One of these primary beliefs was that “men are superior and women will not excel – they are tools for reproduction and preserve our glorious empire”. Due to this, women were forced to the lower castes where few provisions were provided for while men rose and became rich and powerful. It was expected that men produce one daughter to help continue the line of another family, but produce sons to continue their own legacy. Not only that, but men were all gifted with the ability to call upon the world’s energies and culminate it, while women were not.
However, there was one exception…
Amnora was born to the emperor and a concubine. Her mother was then discarded into the slums of another city, and so too would Amnora. The birth of Amnora was an inconvenience for the emperor, who had just officially declared war on a province beyond the expanses of his empire. For six years, he was gone, and Amnora was under the care of her older brothers Itheriel and Rulaan. When the emperor returned, he was disgusted, and decided that such an abomination to his family was to be slain immediately. Upon almost killing her, Amnora created a shield of arcane energies that reflected his attack, scarring his arm. The emperor, though outraged, began to love his daughter and even envied her potential. However, to preserve his image amongst the men of his empire, he hid her away where she would teach her younger brothers (and even herself) magic.
When Amnora was seventeen, her father and another concubine gave birth to another girl. The emperor believed that when she grew older, she too would show magical promise. However, Valessa grew up to show no arcane prowess. Upon her assessment, Amnora attempted to create the illusion that her sister could wield magic, but to no avail, as her father detected her trickery and sentenced Amnora to participate in the grueling campaign known as the War of the Spider. The elite magi of the empire fought this war, in the extreme north, and survival was not guaranteed for such an amateur in combat and magic. Nonetheless, Amnora participated and harnessed her magical abilities to the fullest, then returned to the capital. Her father, who had called a conference for the houses of nobility in his kingdom, did not know until she stormed through the doors of his great hall with eyes of pure ice and lightning buzzing around her. Her anger was righteous and her abilities unsurpassable. She slaughtered most of the nobles, left only a few alive, and revealed that she was the daughter of the emperor.
In this spectacle, the emperor revealed that he had killed Valessa, and sentenced Amnora to be exiled from the Northern Empire or be killed instantly. Amnora, cornered by her emotions, obeyed her father and left just as her younger brothers departed for their arcane education. Now, her only choice, to go south. However, as she ventured south, her eldest brother (now the Archmage of Arcaith) followed her. Unknowingly, his father had sent mercenaries to kill him, and when he caught up with his sister, was slain. His last breaths were to avenge him and to one day return to the empire and save them from their father, and then gave her his staff, which would eventually become her soulblade in her journey to Rafia…”
Hanir Doravin
Historian of the North
Description
Amnora is arian by nature, with piercing, sky-blue eyes that glisten like diamonds and long, golden locks bound by four metallic bands. Her hair runs down to her waistline, but she keeps it dangling over her shoulder. Her cheekbones are high and her skin made pale by the chill of the north. In whatever circumstance, be it hot or cold, Amnora is draped by an azure-blue cloak with the symbol of the Northern Empire upon it. This symbol is of a strange rune that looks like an eye. It is violet, and stands out. Her shroud is trimmed by white and is connected by an obsidian brooch at her waist. Her neck is hidden by a mantle of the same material and color as her cloak. She wears leather gloves, which at the palm, are charred by the velocity of arcane power. Her body is weaker than normal in terms of muscle, and she is extremely petite and feminine, but she makes up for it with her magic.
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