ISKA B. AVEROFF


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Female





Frank but still with a hint of waywardness in her speech patterns. Generally sociable and often friendly. Not terribly great at conversations however. Can be loud and can be naughty. (If I add any more to this it's gonna be a character trait instead of a personality trait... Said traits are described below)


She's particularly neutral, but that doesn't mean she's not going to do anything for the benefit of herself... Remember she's going to be alive forever, and while her mind might give out before the universe goes poof, If what you're going to do is going to make her time here more crappy than it already is, then she's going to damn well do something about it.

She has never met another immortal before, or at least a similarly long lived being that she can relate and talk to... Like really, she can't talk to them 6000 year old trees, even though they're actually older than she is... As such what kindness she's found in herself drives her to prolong the life of a lot of people she meets... She'd save someone even if it means she has to go through the pain of death...

While she is afraid of the fact that she will outlive any friend she makes, she still cherishes that memory, even if she's liable to forget at some point in her endless life.

Related to the point above, her recent (relatively speaking, she started doing it a few hundred years ago) strive for intellect is due to her self appointed purpose of just preserving such knowledge and achievements of humans along with any memories she makes along the way.

She takes a practical and often rational outlook in most things.


Self Destruction...


Can get really cranky, especially when a past, unsavory memory decides to remind her that it happened. Really the human mind wasn't meant to take two and a half millennia of experiences especially when those include dying, in many colourful varied and horrific ways... It doesn't help that any friend she's ever made before, she had to leave behind.


"Oh yay... I get to do this part myself... What ya say this is 4th wall breaking? It's fine...

Okay so my defining supernatural aspect is... I am IMMORTAL... Insert generic evil laugh here... And yeah, sounds awesome, I certainly did think so the first ten years after becoming one... And then I died... Yup, you read that right, I'm an Immortal that dies... Turns out my form of Immortality is really retarded, might as be a cruel joke than an actual gift... Say I get stabbed, and if that doesn't get any medical attention, I'd die from either losing too much blood or internal bleeding... Then after I die, I pop into existence into the world, as naked as I was born and here I am looking at my previous lifeless body, lying in a pool of my own blood. And as if that's not horrific enough, My new body still has lingering agony from what killed the last one...

An interesting thing I found about my body however is that my blood has a restorative effect but it's nowhere near what you'd expect of immortals of legend. Lop my arm of and that's not growing back... Cut me or stab me, and it does only take hours instead of days to heal, any worse than that and I'd probably be better off dying and getting a fresh-ish body... Now I cannot make someone else Immortal and I'm sure I don't want to since this just terrible, I could still help rejuvenate them with my blood.

As if there wasn't enough bad things about this already, I still have caveats... Since I became Immortal when I was twenty two summers old and back then I was concerned about being ladylike and beautiful, not surviving till the end of time... When I get reborn I'm put back to the state I was then, so any muscle mass I've built up with the previous body is about as useless as it could be...

If you want to be immortal... Just make sure it's not like mine, coz this literally sucks arse... At this point I actually think that the Ambrosia I ate was rotten...

Aside from that, I've used my vast if not pockmarked knowledge to figure out a way to be able to defend myself especially when freshly reborn since I would be completely nude and the only resource available to me is my own body... Martial arts can only get me so far... I basically studied science to learn magic, yes it's retarded I know but if you ain't got any spells to start with and the only resource you have is your own body then the best news to hear is the relationship between mass and energy...

Yes I literally annihilate the atoms of the cells of my own body to get short intermittent boosts in energy, far more energy than a normal human's metabolism... Far FAR more...But hey, what have I got to lose, If I'm desperate enough to use this then I'm probably going to die if I don't use it as well. Damned if I do, Damned if I don't... Oh and yes... it's VERY PAINFUL... I have a high pain tolerance from a lot of dying but literally turning my body into energy, atom by atom ranks as one of the most painful things I've ever experienced. Convert ALL my atoms to energy and I'm basically a bomb...

Direct any queries about further details to my creator and author... yes it's still 4th wall breaking I know..."


Born in one of the Greek city states in 510 B.C. Iska B. Averoff, who most definitely had a different name back then was one of the Pythia, otherwise known today as the Oracle of Delphi. Supposedly able to see visions sent by the gods. Though she has no doubt that it was true since this is when a dove delivered to her an ambrosia. Quite literally the food of the gods.

"Yeah I'm pretty sure that dove gave me a rotten ambrosia!!!"

She soon got to test her supposed immortality during the September 21st Persian sack of Athens... Without going into details, she get's assaulted, and then killed... That's when she found the horrific truth about her supposed gift... She spent a good hour and a half staring at her own corpse both amazed and horrified.

This started a gradual change in her. Her unique if not terrible form of immortality and the fact that the last twenty three hundred years weren't particularly favorable for women turned her from a delicate priestess and oracle to an emotional nervous wreck. A great amount of hardships and multiple deaths beat her, but it did not break her. She recovered, to suffer anew. And this terrible cycle continued on and on till the turn of the 19th century where she actually managed to not die for it's duration.

At that point she was barely the person she was. She behaved differently, she spoke differently, yet she still looked as she did the moment she swallowed the ambrosia. This was the start of her pursuit of proper intellectual knowledge. While she had absorbed the teachings, culture, beliefs, wisdom and knowledge of the ages past, she never made it her agenda. Now however, be it an epiphany or just a random decision, she started striving for knowledge. Put her immortality to some use other than just getting by through the ages. Someone who would at least try to remember and preserve through her being the memories and achievements of humans.

She continued this well into modern times, She went to universities, studied everything from history to chemistry and even penned some books under her current alias. It was also thanks to this newfound knowledge that she was able to create a spell that directly converted the user's matter into energy. Something she could call her own, not just some rotten fruit that bestowed flawed gifts...