I, am Elizabeth. I was given this name because my father Thendaer had prophesied that I would break the dominion of the human race, if my name was adopted as Elizabeth. A name that belonged to them but with a different blood would end them. I am at the age of 16 according to the years of man. I am known as the Duchess because her family's strategic position and strength helped her to achieve this rank effortlessly.
I was born an Elf because my parents were elves as well. They were also members of the royal family from birth
I stand 64.0" tall with a skinny body. I have blonde hair with small blue eyes. My pale skin and elegant appearance in general makes me unique.
I see myself as one who uses magic and forbidden arts. I want to develop my magic skills and have the power to affect millions. To avenge my mother's death, I will poison the earth, blacken the water, and wipe out the bloodline of the killers, regardless of the price.
I intend to use my magic skills and bewitch everyone I meet in order to become the next Ruler of Kings. It should be known that I'll do everything I can to get what I want, and I will crush any obstacles that come my way. Thus, I now start this path towards power and blood.
A Sentimental Value
I wanted to have a little memory before I completely left my childhood behind. There would be no more joyous days, no more laughter. It was as if the darkness of the world was gripping me by my shoulders. I was getting lost..
The last time I looked in the room, I noticed my mother's portrait hanging on the wall. The Oval frame was made of a simple but elegant-looking wood, with silver embroideries. It wasn't very valuable.
But the picture.. My mother Melwen shone with all her light. The portrait belonged to her birthday. It was a day when the whole family attended and pure happiness was felt. When I saw my mother's smile I just looked at her for a while.
Her slightly wavy golden hair looked ravishing, along with her gorgeous white gown. Innocence and elegance.. I still miss you, mother.
One day, when I went to the woods to gather some herbs around noon time, I felt the same feeling again. Someone was watching me, following my every step. I've been going through this situation for a while and sometimes I could feel the fear in my heart. Who was this mysterious figure? What did he want from me? It didn't take me long to find out the answer. Because this mysterious person who had been following me for days had shown up with the bodyguards behind her. Mieyra of Highlands..
She's a noble elf from my land. Her involvement with the aristocracy had brought us closer for some time. In the past years.. But was she still the person I knew years ago? What if the sorrow affected her, too? There was only one way to discover it, with a fake but intimate smile, I ran towards her and hugged. This young elf, who is now 24, was still warm and the same. I felt like I was in the old days, as if my mother could come with books in her hand now and look at us.. But she couldn't.. I was trying to control my tears, but it wasn't working.. I found myself hugging her and crying.
Mieyra was trying to comfort me with a motherly attitude, as she told me why she was stalking me. She said it was too soon for me to know everything, but she swore to my father on her life to protect me and to help me years ago.
Given my current situation, I can see why she came out now, but I don't know what to feel.
Deity of Elizabeth
The Mistress of Darkness watches all mortals closely and sends different curses into their lives. She confers power and prosperity on her servants while enjoying the slow destruction of the lives of the faithless. It is said that she sees through the eyes of crows and punishes innocents with diseases. She also blesses the woman with beauty and grants them with irresistibility.
While supporting and enchanting evil, she focuses largely on destroying the good.
Worship of Azura
Dear mother, please hear my pleas and help me.I need power and wealth.. Only then can I be a useful servant to you and spread decay into this wretched World. I beg you, dark mother, help me to spread your wrath.