Aurevia Solkar
Basic Information
Bloodline Ability
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Physical Description
Aurevia is one hundred and two, and she looks about thirty. She is tall and graceful, with warm, sun-gold skin, long straight blonde hair, pointed ears, and a pair of pale, ridged horns that sweep back from her temples and curl forward again at the tips. Her eyes are a vivid, glowing turquoise. In the center of her forehead is a golden diamond-shaped mark, the sign of the Light that touched her, which shines softly all the time and noticeably brighter during prayer, during consecration, and whenever she is particularly annoyed. She dresses beautifully and on purpose: a wrapped white top and long white skirt banded in gold, a geometric gold belt, golden vambraces, golden diamond earrings, and a fine gold chain with a diamond-shaped pendant that matches the mark.
People expect a consecrator to be grave and grey. Aurevia is warm, quick to laugh, fond of wine, and a collector of genuinely terrible jokes, and she would much rather talk about almost anything other than death. Her composure is excellent; her face is not. Nearly every opinion she tries not to voice shows up there anyway, and the mark on her forehead tends to finish the sentence for her. She remembers names obsessively. Tell her yours once and she will have it for the rest of your life, and probably longer.
Personality & Temperament
- Far warmer than her profession suggests
- Remembers every name she has ever been told
- Excellent composure, at least in her voice
- Treats every funeral as proof a life mattered
- Trains others so her work outlasts her
- Her face betrays every opinion she tries to hide
- Her forehead mark glows when she is annoyed
- Zero tolerance for necromancy on unwilling dead
- Dislikes anonymous monuments, and says so
- Steers conversations away from death, hard
The dead have already given the world everything they had. The living have no right to demand anything more from them.
A funeral isn't a celebration of death. It's how we admit that a life mattered enough to deserve a proper ending.
[The mark on her forehead brightening steadily.] No, I'm not annoyed. Why do you ask?
- Good wine, and good company to drink it with
- Beautiful clothing
- Terrible jokes, the worse the better
- Conversations that have nothing to do with death
- A graveyard so still that the ghost stories stop
- Necromancy performed on unwilling remains
- Anonymous monuments and unmarked graves
- Graves dug too shallow
- People who assume she must be gloomy
- The living demanding more from the dead