I've been blessed with a wave of inspiration! I have a new concept I'd like to explore. Here is my champion, and the rest will come soon. I'll save the Azmar for another day.

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[b]Name:[/b] Eldanorré, Sorceress Queen of Gebrionné
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Age:[/b] 33
[b]Appearance:[/b] Her tresses are a rich mahogany, eyes a vibrant green. Eldanorré is the image of a woman in her prime, well-defined and supple. Prominent cheekbones are set high on her skull, and her jaw tapers to a dull point. Her flesh is a pale olive, except for her hands. Her digits are mottled with black, solid at her fingertips and sparse beyond her knuckles. This condition is a peculiar side-effect of her magic, one that has so far proven impossible to erase. Eldanorré stands at average height, built neither thick or thin, but full, with a solid musculature. 
 
[b]Renowned Skills:[/b] Eldanorré’s magical aptitude is innate, a gift of her bloodline. Centuries ago, the kings of Gebrionné made sorcerous pacts with entities from other planes to solidify their claims to the throne, and as a means of personal gain. Nowadays, that heritage has been long diluted, although several sorcerers have been born since the advent of its waning. Eldanorré is one of few that can call on this power. She needs no spellbook nor scrolls to unleash her abilities, only the force of her will and clarity of mind. However, there’s no telling when the Lords of Chaos will come to collect their due…

[b]Magic:[/b] The exact nature of Eldanorré’s spells do not sit perfectly into any one category. In essence, they are a projection of her will made manifest. What form this takes is up to her, whether she conjures up a storm of daggers or wills a monster to sleep. The scale of her abilities is limited by her mental stamina; prolonged and rapid channeling of her power takes a toll on her. A majority of spells she knows were the brainchild of her ancestors, passed down from inheritor to inheritor. Through reflection and self-study, Eldanorré can create new spells of her own, and someday her descendants might learn them. 
Her magical repertoire includes the knowledge of summoning extraplanar creatures and beings; some of which are mighty Lords of Chaos. Misuse of this knowledge is folly, for there is always a price for disturbing the denizens of other planes. 

[b]Weapons:[/b] Eldanorré is not particularly skilled with any martial weapons or arts. Instead, her magic can be used as an offensive tool.

[b]Armour:[/b] The Sorceress Queen is usually clad in traditional Gebrionnése clothing, which is to say, not much. The fashion of the kingdom leaves much of the body exposed, both sexes included. Although slim in coverage, her outfits are lavishly decorated. Gemstones, precious metals, engravings and inlays can all be observed on her garments. The fabrics are fine silks and velvets of many colors, with origins in faraway lands. 
 Eldanorré has never needed the protection of a full suit of armor before, and if she desired, she could conjure up sorcerous plates. She might need to practice such a spell before reaching Evershrine.

[b]Steed:[/b] Eldanorré’s personal mount is an extraplanar creature, bound to her through sorcery. It takes the form of a noble stallion, although its origin is betrayed by a long, lizardlike tail, bony fins and toes. She call it [i]Althax[/i], and can call it to her at whim. 

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[b]Bio:[/b] Eldanorré is not a true queen, despite the moniker attributed to her. Rather, she is the claimant, or pretender, to the throne of Gebrionné. Daughter of the deposed Seldric IV, her ascension was barred by her father’s rivals, who placed their leader, Jerelad of Trent, on the throne. Gebrionné had been wracked with civil war prior to Jerelad’s coronation, divided into camps either supporting or opposing Seldric’s decision to support the Moonsong Alliance’s first offensive on Evershrine. With the loss of the entire fleet, including King Seldric and the majority of his allies, Gebrionné’s throne was barren. Seizing the opportunity, Jerelad mustered his loyal nobles and declared himself king, putting down political opponents with military force or bribes. 

Eldanorré, as luck would have it, escaped Jerelad’s chaos with the help of retainers loyal to her father. Hailing her as the true queen of Gebrionné, they rallied behind her in hiding, biding their time within the neighboring kingdom of Sotraeca. During this time, Eldanorré conspired to take back what should have been hers. It was also a time of self-reflection, as she’d dedicated much of her life to the study of her sorcerous power. Believing that magical supremacy would aid her in her pursuit, Eldanorré experimented with a range of arts, including Shadow Magic. 

While she was unable to retain her repertoire of Shadow Magic, she was able to peer into that dismal realm during her studies. What she saw alarmed her; Gargth’s influence was evident, perverting the flow of souls from the material plane to the afterlife and made to do his bidding. In that grey hellscape, Eldanorré chanced upon the soul of her father, naught but a puppet dancing to Gargth’s tune. In that moment, she realised Seldric had good reason to oppose such abuse of power, and if the kingdom was ever to be entrusted to her, his ambitions to defeat the wizard were also hers to fulfil. 

As the news reached her of a second Moonsong offensive, Eldanorré informed her allies of her intention to join. Despite no shortage of hesitation, a host of desperate loyalists, former subjects and friends of Seldric accompanied her on the voyage. In doing so, there was a sliver of hope that Seldric’s soul could be put to rest, or even resurrected. Gargth’s defeat was, perhaps, a ticket to restoring her bloodline to the throne of Gebrionné.
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