Wiskeria is a [Witch] and a Silver-rank adventurer. A former member of the Celestial Trackers, she now serves as a [General], under Emperor Laken Godart.
Appearance[]
She is a young woman with dark hair, closer to black, but the faintest bit blue at the roots,[2] and yellowish green eyes.[3] She’s wears glasses,[4] a simple and ordinary blue robes that are more like dark cobalt, and a pointed hat is the same color. For footwear she wears decent work-boots.[2]
Her voice is quiet, smooth, and precise, giving off the impression that she has had some kind of formal education.[5]
Personality[]
Wiskeria is a sensible, intelligent young woman, which is in itself somewhat unnerving, given that she was raised by a terrifying, immortal [Witch]. She has a good sense of judgement and a keen sense of right and wrong.
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Background[]
As a child, Wiskeria was the victim of some accident when Belavierr found her and adopted her. Belavierr has been teaching her all of her witchcraft secrets since Wiskeria was six years old. Belavierr would answer all of her questions and fulfill all of her requests.
At twelve years old, she met the Griffin Prince. The two had an argument that escalated to violence, and she gouged out his eye. Belavierr restored it, and they were introduced to Kaliv's court. She and the prince would become friends over two years. She convinced him that Belavierr would fulfil his request at Wiskeria's behest, resulting in the prince's condition.[6] That day, seeing her mother for what she truly was, she gained her [Witch] class at 14 years old.[7]
Wiskeria enlisted on a ship as a sailor to travel to Izril. Once there she became a Silver-ranked adventurer and joined the Marchlands Coven, which Mavika was a part of.[8]
Chronology[]
Powers and Abilities[]
Classes/Levels:[]
- [Witch of Law] Lv. ? (below 30)[3]
- Derived from [Apprentice Witch] → [Witch]
- Class Consolidation: [Mage], [Sewer][7]
- [General] Lv. 12
Skills:[]
Spells:[]
- Tier 0:
- [Light]
- Tier 2:
- [Icy Shard]
- Tier 3:
- [Ice Spike]
- [Fox Fire]
- Unknown Tier:
- [Paralyzing Touch]
(For Leveling History see Here)
Possessions[]
Witch Hat[]
A dark blue pointed hat, sewn by Belavierr. It was made when a tearful six year old Wiskeria was afraid of being lost and not finding her mother, who could be forgetful. So a Tracking Enchantment was put on it while being sewn, and ever since that day, Wiskeria had never been lost again.[9] It has 5 known enchantments that presumable work only for Wiskeria by using Belavierr magic;
- Tracking: The hat main enchantment. By tossing the hat up, it will be blown by a breeze and flow to were Belavierr is.[9]
- Durability: Can take on a [Fireball] without burning. It is also not able to be knocked off Wiskeria's head.[9]
- Size Adjustment: Is able to grow its size with Wiskeria to always fit her head.[9]
- Communication: Can be used to contact and speak with Belavierr. When Belavierr's voice comes from it, it is described as a whisper or a hiss, with a sibilant tone, like the voice a spider might make, if only a spider could speak. If Belavierr wanted to she can make it actually opened up a mouth full of stitched thread and actually spike from it.[10]
- Object Teleportation: While not confirmed, it is possible to teleport small objects, like a baked cake, to Belavierr, by putting them in the hat.[11]
Trivia[]
- She always wears her pointed hat, even when indoors.[12]
Gallery[]
Quotes[]
- (To Laken) “I am…amazed, your majesty. I hope my team has not offended you in any way. Odveig was worrying, and I think Beniar is afraid to speak with you.”
- (To Sacra) “There’s not much to understand. A traitor and a spy is a traitor and a spy, no matter how well you think you knew her.”
- To Durene:
- “Not my hat! My hat stays where it is! A [Witch] has to have her hat!”
- “Stupid girls do that! No [Witch] I know will dance about naked anywhere! In a forest? Do you want insects biting you everywhere?”
- (To Durene) “Food’s important. But this will be magic, Durene. I swear it by my fingers. If I lie, you can feed them to Bismarck. I swear it by the dead. It may look like fun and games, but I swear there’s magic here, by a [Witch]’s name.”
- (To Belavierr) “Ryoka’s not putting me in any danger. And I’m fine in Riverfarm. I’ve been fine since I left. I don’t need your help. If I get into trouble, I get into trouble.”
- (Chanting) “Come, fire. Burn hot! To punish a [Witch] whose heart she has forgot! Blaze, rage, from failed justice spark! Grant me fire to purge my mother’s dark!”
- (To Belavierr) “I will never be a [Witch] like you. I will be something else. Something better. And I swear I will stop you. Even if it takes me my entire life, I will become a [Witch] who can end what you do! That is my craft! And this is my magic!”
- To Belavierr:
- “Mother. Mother, what’s this about? Calm down. I’ve never heard you actually raise your voice like this. Are you attacking little girls, mother?”
- “Don’t use your voice on me, mother. I’m not a child! And this isn’t a girl who pushed me—”
- “Three relics? More? Your eye? Okay. Okay. No, I will not join you in vengeance. It sounds like your fault. I want you to call off vengeance on Mrsha. Forswear.”
- “I’m asking you as your daughter. Yes. Yes, through Ryoka, who’s made threats…don’t you dare. Forswear vengeance! What do you mean, a ‘pact’? We’re family. Can’t you do one thing without—fine!”
- “Fine. I’ll write you a letter. Two letters every four months, at least. That’s my offer. At least two hundred words each. Deal?”
- “Okay. Okay. I’ll bake you something too. With love. Yes, mine. I’ll add a drop. Do we have a deal?”
- To Elaiere:
- “Elaiere, you can’t let him get away with this. This is more than just being unfaithful! He made a promise to you! An oath of love! You have to resolve this.”
- “For someone who breaks the vow of love? You could break his legs.”
- “And love demands a price. He’s broken his word. You were going to get married! Demand fair recompense, Elaiere. Demand…I don’t know, one of his testicles.”
- (To something) “Where are you? Where are you? Come out and face me, come out from where you hide. Let you or I come to blood and one of us now dies.”
- (To Erin) “We truly are different. I think, Erin, that I don’t have much more to teach you. But I should like to be friends. Either that or the best of enemies.”