Name: Aurelia Vyncetta
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Position: High Magister
Personality:
Aurelia is a unique woman, she is very head strong in a good way. She let's no one talk down to her, nor does she tolerate inequality. Aurelia is loud, and well spoken, she is not afraid to yell or raise her voice; though she is a rather benign person in general, she's just a scary lady when her feathers get ruffled. She has a level head on her shoulders and prefers to speak the truth, as nothing can be honestly done with a lie. One cannot found an empire on lies. One can but it will crumble. Not only is she honest, but she prefers logical thinking over emotional problems. Aurelia is well-educated and enjoys scribing as a hobby, and reading books on ancient lore, mainly involving mythical creatures, and studying the stars and constellations. One could say she is a very curious person and does not like it when people avoid her questions.

Appearance:
Underneath all her layers of robes and tunics, Aurelia is a curvaceous woman, with an hourglass figure. She stands at 5’7” with pallid skin, and strange eyes of green-gold hues. Her nose is gently sloped, and the tip of her nose is round, though not a button nose. She has raven black hair that is worn normally in a braid that encircles her head, when it is loose, it is wavy and reaches to the midst of her back. Her voice is stern, yet very feminine, not high pitched by any means, but rather, a voice of a woman that commands respect.

Background:
Born in Raeldar, in the mountain village of Ug’Parth, Aurelia Vyncetta, grew up in secrecy. Her parents knew she was stranger than most children, especially when bowls and plates would levitate around her, making the baby Aurelia laugh with delight. Her parents grew frightful of their daughter as she grew older with time as they began locking her in the cellar of their home, as a way to restrict her powers. They knew she had been touched with magic, but they desperately wanted Aurelia to be a normal girl. She was their only child, and none of their forefathers and foremothers wielded magick, making her a first in their family; or at least to their knowledge.

It wasn't until Aurelia turned 8, that the the mages from the Summer Isles came to pay them a visit. Her parents cried mournfully at the thought of the mages coming to take their beloved daughter away. The little girl had already grown tall for her age, and had a strange, unseemly, and almost an unnatural maturity.
The mages sat with Aurelia for hours, spending three days total at her home before whisking her away. They had come with small tests that would prove her innate magical ability. With much luck, Aurelia passed all five tests. One test had her conjure a ball of light, one made of water, and one of fire. They found she could also levitate items around her, but not out of arms reach. Not only did she prove to be proficient, they were astounded by how Aurelia was able to proceed with her magickal abilities while she was caged inside the cellar like an animal.
Nevertheless, the mages took Aurelia from her parents after paying them a hefty sum to see their daughter off to the isles. She remembered seeing her parents wave goodbye from the window of the horse drawn carriage.

Upon arrival, Aurelia found she liked the isles very much. The isle itself was different from her mountainous village home. Here the School of Mages, where they taught all who could wield the power, became Aurelia’s for the next several years. Within the school, she learned to master her magickal abilities, and quickly rose to the top of her class. Her fellow classmates considered her to be a very studious Mage, with little time for amusements, or for any of them.
In truth, Aurelia had grown up feeling lonely, unable to find a friend. Left in the dank cellars of her home, Aurelia remembered the first time the magick had acknowledged her thoughts. She was only 4 years of age, when Aurelia had conjured a bright ball of light. She had wanted so badly to see, and at first, the bright light blinded her, causing the light to dim as she shielded her eyes. Peeking from behind her fingers she could see the ball of light begin to twirl and bounce about the room, causing her to giggle. Those nights, alone in the cellar, made her appreciate her talents as a Mage because without them, she would have never acquired the discipline to live alone, and to live with herself.

At the school, Aurelia could focus solely on honing her skills. Her closest friends were the instructors there. They offered better insight on how to control the flow of magic and tap into her surrounding energy field to strengthen her spells. At the time she could only cast a spell for as long as her body would allow. Over time, with meditation, Aurelia could endure longer spells, but found herself sleeping for days after casting them.

She excelled in the four major principles of magick, being Illusion, Alteration, Destruction, Restoration; the other two classes Summoning and Shapeshifting were of no particular interest to her so she never took much time to learn the spell tomes other than the required tomes for class.
Alteration and Illusion were her strong points, she especially enjoyed the light works of magick, being able to conjure giant orbs of coloured light, or shrouding herself in shadows, just by altering the light particles. She practiced Face Change, which allowed her to change her face, or at least what others saw. She could hold the spell for hours, but a whole day would exhaust her.
Once after accidentally setting a classmate on fire, her instructors encouraged her to master the destruction and restoration spells. Just in case it happened again. She could conjure a ball of flame and grow it in size, and turn it into a gout of fire. That technique proved must useful in constructing a fire wall.
Aurelia experimented on herself on how to cast restoration spells. She would burn herself with a burst of fire on her forearms and heal the wounds. She even went as far as to cut her biceps or outer thigh, and heal those wounds as well. She stopped at nothing to learn all that she could. To her, magick was all that she had known, and all that she could do.
Even while she attended the school, Aurelia learned archery, and swordsmanship. She began lessons in how to fight with staves as well, determined never to be unable to defend herself in a physical or magickal match.

In the following years, Aurelia took it into her own hands to make the decision to leave the college for once. The headmaster wrote a letter of consideration to the King, advising that he take on their brightest pupil. Aurelia moved to Miserth Keep in Nyhem the following autumn. King John Remonnet, assigned her a tower in the west wing, one that loomed high above a luxuriant courtyard, allowing her to watch the setting sun and track the moon and stars.
Her first years in the keep were hard for her to adjust to as she was not used to castle life. So many servants rushing about, attending banquets, galas, feasts and festivals of the like; it proved to be a cumbersome distraction for her studies and research. She found the meetings that occured between the high council members, the king and her, often went nowhere and frustrated her greatly. The talks mainly consisted of solicting King John's help for projects across the countryside instead of solving the innercity problems; such as feeding the poor or improving health She admired the king for his fairness, and appreciated that he was a more level headed ruler than his brother before him, Heylot Remonnet. She became well acquainted with a Duncan De Reimer, the king's head adviser. He seemed to be a most polite nobleman, but she perceived him to be a bit far too ambitious, but then again; who was she to compare? Oftentimes, Duncan and her would hold conversations after said meetings; sharing advice on magickal improvements, about what new spell she had discovered, or ways to promote magickal education for the common people. Times were different now, and while the mages were looked upon as a secretive group of people, some people still needed to be told that it was against the law to set a mage on fire for practising magick.
As of recent, with the King's death, one that Aurelia found to be very suspicious, just like the Queen, who died in very mysterious circumstances three years prior; the entire kingdom of Formaroth had ascended into a frenzy with the seat of power up for grabs. Aurelia could only shake her head in disbelief that a chair, could drive people into madness, while none seemed to care much for the King himself. The funeral hadn't even occured yet, and people were already forgetting about their dead king. The Grand Temple in Nyhem would hold the funeral of the Formaroth's deceased ruler, and Aurelia would be there to attend.

Skills and traits:
Illusion – Master
Alteration – Master
Destruction – Master
Restoration – Master
Astronomy -Novice
Summoning – Novice
Shapeshifting – Novice
Archery – Adept
Swordsman – Adept
Staves - Apprentice