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| − | De’aneir’a was born a very long time ago, in the midst of the height and glory of the High First Age. Her father, Soon Ser Vestra was a Solar Dawn, a man who ruled the City of Excelsior with strength and power. Her mother Tyrise Sera Vestra was a Sidereal, Chosen of Jupiter, and since De’aneir’a’s birth the woman has been quite melancholic. Still Soon held his daughter’s interest and love, as the girl loved all things that flew and he provided her with such things. She had a strong admiration for the Air Folk, and she loved the freedom of the sky, and she desired one day to fly like them. Her father gave her every little heart’s desire, and every birthday she would receive a trinket or other, that could fly. On her birthday, a year before her exaltation, her father gave her a present that she loved greatly. This present was the finest Bio-modification of the Age, a pair of beautiful and large black feathered wings.<br><br> | + | De’aneir’a was born a very long time ago, in fact in the height of the High First Age she herself watched as the Solars started their spiral into destruction. Then she was a child of a Solar father and a Sidereal Mother, the father controlled a small country in the South and was a heavy supporter of Aerial War Forces. De’aneir’a as a child loved the sky, she had a strange admiration for the Air Folk, she was fascinated by all things that flew. Her father encouraged this love, and every year on her birthday gave her some small trinket that could fly. On the year before her Exaltation her father grafted onto her with the finest bio-modifications possible, these modifications granted her a pair of beautiful black wings.<br><br> |
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| − | De’aneir’a Exalted at the age of seventeen, in a brilliant show of Charisma and Negotiation between two neighboring nations that were very easily and readily about to waste lives on a war that would have affected everything all the way up to Chiaroscuro. This had been a trip that her father had been sent to take care of, but had gone off to take care of something in their militaries when the young woman, incensed at their blatant selfishness, shouted to the two elder Solars and threw on the charisma. As her Castemark shined through the two men were stunned in silence and well gave in to De’aneir’a’s negotiation.<br><br> | + | De’aneir’a Exalted at the age of seventeen, in a brilliant show of Charisma and negotiation between two neighboring nations that were very easily and readily about to waste lives on a silly war. Once she was discovered to be chosen her father was greatly pleased but her mother seemed to have melancholy fall over her. For years she was trained as a Chosen of the Sun should and she followed her dreams. She studied sorcery, she learned engineering, and in the end started to build her very own air craft. This was helped by the Cathedral Factory that was given to her by her father, and the help of one Ornamental Raksha, and several mechanical automaton and people. For years she worked and worked, designing and learning, and then when the vessel, Infinte Star Sword was nearly finished her mother came to her with a sorrowful, grim look.<br><br> |
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| − | Soon Ser Vestra was extremely pleased at this and held a celebration in honor of her Exaltation, however the young woman noted her mother’s increasing sorrow. She attempted to approach her mother about this but her mother would evade it and disappear for months. De’aneir’a was sent to Meru to be trained. It was here that she found someone new to admire. Salina, was a woman of skill and power unlike any other, her desire to see freedoms given to everyone called to De’aneir’a’s desire to fly free. It was every Calibration that she eagerly awaited to meet with the Zenith Caste Solar and enjoy her energy and view on Sorcery and Creation. It was with Salina that De’aneir’a decided to learn Sorcery.<br><br>
| + | Apparently, as De'aneir'a had noticed, so had all of the Sidereal, her mother begged her daughter not to go with her father that Calibration party in Meru, she begged her to hide and never fly. Horrified at this De’aneir’a refused, but this was where her time in the First Age ended. An Eternal Crystalline Encasement spell later and she was sealed with her creation and the Factory was buried after the mortal help was sent away.<br><br> |
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| − | After her training had been completed and she was sent to do as a Solar of her class should do, she decided that she wanted to do something impressive. She approached her father and told him that she was going to find a powerful demasne and build a manse upon it. When he inquired for what reason she as doing this she told him it was so she could create the finest skyships in the world. He knew that several twilights and a dawn were hard at work on the Five Metal Shrike and not many knew of this, so he was quite surprised. Still he gave his daughter the recently built Excelsior Manse, Cathedral Factory Syrise, as the once famous city was well known for its ability to create things on the fly. De’aneir’a was extremely pleased with this and started her work.<br><br>
| + | When the spell was removed mysteriously De’aneir’a found herself facing her incomplete creation, and the glyph projection of her Creation’s AI. For awhile she was unaware of the distant presence of a Lunar and the Manse, which was now in great disrepair. All of her teams were gone save her automatons that required some work to get back online, and her allied Fair Folk Noble artisan had probably left for other things after the Usurpation (In reality the Raksha joined the Balorian Crusade but was slain by the Five Metal Shrike on its attack on the Behemoth Scorpion Nashkriya, the Raksha had almost thought it the Infinite Star Saber). Doing the best she could she completed her aerial vessel opened the hanger door and launched into the sky for test flight. However when she escaped the boundless Southern Sand dunes that had buried her Manse and Factory she found Creation a very different place. Her creation alerted her to all the changes, as well as the loss of I AM. She landed her craft outside of Chiaroscuro and sent it into Elsewhere for easy, if not mote intensive, transport as she began to learn about the new Creation.<br><br> |
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| − | De’aneir’a was never in one place for long at the start of her work, she needed to learn a few things. It was during one of these trips that she ‘befriended’ The Song of Azure Rivers, a Raksha Noble who was good at Wyld Craft and entertainment. De’aneir’a helped the Raksha survive by granting her the essence of the Manse, and in turn was able to work faster on her project. De’aneir’a started small at first, she made automaton’s and various gadgets to make work on her main project better. Cathedral Factory Syrise was soon well protected internally while her father and mother’s manses in the City protected the whole of Excelsior. It was during this time that De’aneir’a learned of the Solar’s spiral into warped madness. Concerned that this might greatly affect everything the young solar started to work harder and faster, and perhaps it was in her isolation, with exception of every Calibration Feast, that showed her Mother that things were not right with her daughter, and she acted.<br><br> | + | De’aneir’a has learned firsthand of the Underworld’s invasion of Creation, as she was caught nearly off guard by a pair of deathknights hunting for easy Solar prey it appears. She managed to defeat one and learned much in that encounter before using her flying vessel to defeat the other. Angry and incensed at their invasion she has determined to wage war against the underworld. But first she needs to get allies and her Cathedral-Factory up and running and so she explores the South and now the East in an attempt to get the funds she needs. Currently she is headed for Densandor, knowing that city before was a place for artisans before surely she could find more things to create or repair there. |
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| − | First Tyrise approached her daughter in her manse, finding her daughter nearly complete with her vessel, a beautiful skyship that Tyrise knew would one day be turned against Creation. De’aneir’a was surprised to find her mother in the manse, and was extremely pleased. She attempted to make her mother happy, as she usually did when she was with her mother, for while De’aneir’a held the love of her father she had always wanted her mother’s. Still now, after so many years her father had long stopped talking with her, and his words were now harsher. The two talked of this over great length and in the end the sober women fell silent. Watching though was Infinite Star Sword’s young AI, still developing with I AM’s help.<br><br>
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| − | Suddenly Tyrise begged her daughter not to go to this year’s Feast only a month away now. She begged her daughter to hide to stay hidden for many, many centuries. But this hurt De’aneir’a, hide, remain trapped forever, somewhere? This was not something she wanted, and she told her mother that she would never do this, she would rather die. Then suddenly De’aneir’a was struck with several charms and finally a spell. Encased by the An Eternal Crystalline Encasement spell, De’aneir’a remained unaware of everything. Once her daughter was safe and protected, Tyrise Sera Vestra discarded her name and called upon the powers of the Loom and the Celestial Bureaucracy and buried De’aneir’a manse. She then assassinated her husband, whose actions against the people were horrible and wrong. <br><br>
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| − | In fire, essence, and a lot of other things, the Solar’s were disposed off, Excelsior was dying before then, their former admirable Lord was killing and enslaving its populace. But then the contagion struck finishing off the city and the Southern deserts took the rest of the city. Only Mask’s Glory and The Unconquered Sun’s Sword remained operational but only long enough for the Fair Folk to damage them enough to make them inoperable. Though by far Azure Rivers, who had lead the Fair Folk to the city to claim the lost powers, witnessed the Five Metal Shrike end the forces and herself, as the beautiful skyship descended upon the nearly invincible Behemoth Scorpion Nashkriya.<br><br>
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| − | Several centuries later, after the dust had settled in the darkness of her Manse, the spell that encased De’aneir’a, started to weaken and fall apart, by what even Tyrise wonders curiously. It took a day or so to come fully aware of her situation and when did she found herself looking into the innocent eyes of her glyph projection of her nearly complete Infinite Star Sword. In the back of her mind she felt the bond of a distant Lunar and she was only slightly concerned with that since she had not felt it before. To her dismay, De’aneir’a found her automatons in need of repair, and her Raksha ally was gone. Consuming what materials she could she repaired what she could and finished up what she could with the Infinite Star Sword, but she couldn’t tell why the Cathedral Factory itself was not working. When she tried to leave she found the sands of the South covering the Manse. And so she decided to launch the Infinite Star Sword. Luckily the hanger doors managed to push away enough sand and soon she was in the sky. She learned from her creation the state of Creation, no longer was there a I AM, no longer was there a Solar Deliberative, the sky ships of the sky were gone, the beautiful ships of the sea were gone. Excelsior was buried, and the other southern cities were either gone or different.<br><br>
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| − | De’aneir’a landed outside of Chiaroscuro and placed Infinite Star Sword in Elsewhere to protect it while walking around with it at the ready. After a couple days she ran into a few Deathknights of the Lover and that was a rather intense fight that most likely got her marked for a Wyld Hunt or two. Still she was pursued then eventually caught, but De’aneir’a fought and defeated one. Nearly exhausted the proud deathknight managed to tell the tired and desperate Solar woman about the Underworld and the Deathlords, and their war against Creation. Learning this De’aneir’a called out Infinite Star Sword, set it upon the last deathknight while she started to formulate a new plan. Angry and incensed at their invasion she has determined to wage war against the underworld. But first she needs to get allies and her Cathedral-Factory up and running and so she explores the South and now the East in an attempt to get the funds she needs. Currently she is headed for Densandor, knowing that city before was a place for artisans before surely she could find more things to create or repair there. She just hopes that if she finds any Solars, that they are not nearly as warped as those in the lost First Age.
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