Description
Bedecked in floral accoutrement with bright splashes of color and softness
among more mundane pieces of functional adventuring gear is this vision of
beauty and elven grace. She is not particularly tall for an elf, standing
just under six feet tall. Her frame is so slender as to remind one of a
tender sapling, with porcelain features evoking comparisons to a birch's
bark. Her hair, honey blonde, has been gathered up and braided around her
head, with numerous small daisies poking out with feminine allure. Her
pointed elven ears are proudly on display. Crystal green orbs of
mischievous, discerning wit peer about, somehow carrying a smile that barely
plays on her lips. While her overall mien bespeaks a delicate nature, as a
thin veneer of sheet ice that could be cracked by the tiniest of pebbles, a
divine power radiates out from her.
Role
Character Overview
Added Tue Jan 13 07:01:44 2026 at level 1:
- Among the elves, grew up in a family of garden tenders and florists.
- Loves nature and flowers especially.
- Wants to see the world covered in bright, vivid flora, to have the air
perfumed by the fragrant smell of roses and lavender, and to see the cities
overtaken by nature and thrust into an eternal spring full of life and wonder.
- Seeks Ergush for empowerment because of his nature domain.
- Is bright and cheerful and happy most of the time, seeing the best in people
while still understanding and rejecting evil as an elf.
- Can be a bit overly naive when it comes to people's honesty. Giving the
benefit of the doubt is often her downfall.
- Wants to join the Outlanders to see her vision of the world complete.
- Hates the Scions for their unnatural despoilment of the natural world.
- Hates the Empire for replacing greenery with cold, lifeless stone.
The Garden's Child
Added Tue Jan 13 07:02:06 2026 at level 1:
Rhosyraea Moonpetal grew up outside of Darsylon. The daughter of a gardener
and a florist, she learned early in life to appreciate the beauty and bounty
of nature as, not only did it provide a living for her family, but also
instilled in her respect for what it produced. Every rose has its thorn, after
all, and that was part of what added to its allure. For as aesthetically
pleasing as nature could be, so also could it be deadly.
Rather than go into the family business when she was of age, Rhosyraea wanted
to be a healer. Her great, great, great, great grandmother, whom she loved to
visit every chance she got, was a healer and a big influence on her life.
Unlike her family, who cut roses in their garden, she wanted to instill life
in everything around her. An untended garden was wild and chaotic and free.
You never knew what kind of seeds would grow if you rooted out any that didn't
belong. That was her attitude in life.
A Healer for Ergush and Nature
Added Tue Jan 13 10:53:46 2026 at level 12:
Of all the deities active in the world, Rhosyraea admired Ergush the most. The
laws of nature superseded the rules of society. Darsylon was boring, with
everyone clinging onto their lives as if it were the most precious thing in
the world, but nature was beautiful, fierce, and untamed. Watching a tree grow
from the tiniest seed into a mighty oak was something miraculous to behold.
She loved seeing the potential of each living creature to thrust themselves
from the darkness of the soil, through the shaded brush, and into the glorious
sunlight. Life demanded to be lived; to thrive despite struggle.
There was so much evil in the world to struggle against, but Rhosyraea wanted
to thrive and infuse life around her. She would be a healer for him. She would
be a healer for Her, for Nature, the Mother. All she had to do was find his
temple to begin...