Isoletta

Biographical information

Birthplace Allirian Reach Born Died Age 145 Home Alliria Sexuality Pronouns

Physical description

Race Elf Sub-Race Gender Female Height Tall Mass Middling Hair color Black Eye color Gray Skin color Pale

Political information

Affiliation(s) Occupation Knight Clan(s) Caste Domain Masters Apprentices Alias(es)

Out-of-character information

Writer Veino Created on November 12, 2019 Avatar Source

Isoletta looks young and vigorous, for she is an Elf. Black hair and gray eyes mark her as one of the old Elven kin, tracing some family lineage to some fallen Elf-realm that predated the Age of Uroghosh, although much of the family has faded and even her crest of a star within crescent moon that she wears no longer has a family name associated with it. Yet it still rests underneath the collar of her white tunic.

Most often, she wears a white tunic embroidered in gold thread in her family crest. When traveling, she dons a gambeson over it, while otherwise, she dons a suit of plate armor over scale armor. She typically has a smile on her face, even without being aware of it.

As an Elf, Isoletta is keen-eyed and strong, with more grace than most humans, even in armor. She is far from an acrobat, however, but is trained in the knightly arts of riding, swordsmanship, lances, wrestling, courtly graces. She focused most on swordsmanship, both with shield and two-handed. She has the capacity for some small magics but has only put in a little work into the formal disciplines, instead preferring basic little Elvish enchantments to amuse herself and the children around the family estate.

Ioletta is full of joy and good-cheer, almost bubbling over with it in normal circumstances. She delights in little things of beauty and wonder and is full of both compassion and kindness for most people she meets, especially the joy and wonder that children have and she often shares with them.

She's also determined to accomplish her goals and rarely lets discouragement stops her. It functions as something between stubbornness, hope, and confidence in both herself and her own abilities.

Ioletta's House has no name. It has been forgotten in the mists of time dating back before the Orcs ravaged and ruled the world. Whoever they had come from were lost in the chaos and their Elven realm thrown down. Yet they survived and carried on, re-establishing themselves in the Allirian Reach, forming a small community of Elves, Humans, and Half-Elves, where they ruled as a minor noble family, carrying on traditions forgotten in the wider world by worshipping the Lady, an Elven goddess of honor, kindness, compassion, and courage.

It was here that Ioletta was born just over a century and a half ago, the youngest child of the Nameless House, and she was likened to the blossoming of a new flower. Except she didn't end up being a typical Elven Lady. Instead, she sought out weapons-craft, knightly arts, and ancient stories of long-gone days.

So she grew up learning to be a knight, integrating the Allirian military tradition with her own Elven skills, and fervent devotion to the Lady.