Name: Oralie Yor

Age: 617

Birthday: December 22nd x274

Magic:
Magic Level: B

History: Long ago humanity was overshadowed by the likes of dragons and gods. And while gods did not often pay much mind to the world of men there were a few that were worshiped and given offerings. These offerings were often quite valuable and tempting. Even in the past though the gods rarely made an appearance and were sometimes thought to be myth. Because of this some who were bold, or perhaps desperate, would try and steal from the riches given to the gods. Most of the time nothing came of it which all the more promoted the idea that the gods were just stories.

Believing this to be the case a young woman infiltrated a religious sect, posing as a follower until such a time that she could sneak in and make off with some loot. The plan worked, well almost. Getting into the treasure room the wealth accumulated there was more than she had ever imagined. Quickly filling a sack Oralie was heading to the door when she felt a presence. The room darkened until she could no longer see anything around her. If the human sought the gleam of gold then she would obliged. In that moment the god had placed a curse on her and the room returned to normal. With each step she found her body becoming stiff. Turning she saw herself in the reflection of a mirror mounted to the wall. before her eyes she could see her body turning to gold. Helpless to stop it she became a statue.

Her mind and soul trapped in the new golden form her senses still worked but she was unable to move. Eventually the god made an offer to the woman. Becoming a servant and she will be granted magic to allow her to move. Accepting and becoming the guardian of the treasure she was forced to remain there and protect the valuables from others who may attempt to steal from the god. No one ever came though, the followers had died off or left, and eventually even the god ceased to return. The magic that had been given to Oralie began to wane and she resorted to feeding off the magic stored in lacrama before the supply began to run low. She dared not leave the chamber for fear that her master might return and punish her further. When attempting to reach for one of the few remaining lacrama available to her her magic ran out, her golden form once again solid and reaching for a shelf just inches away from the magic she needed.

Personality: Over the many years that she has served her personality has eroded quite a lot. She can be dependant on others, often preferring to serve them over her own wants and needs. Having been a guardian for a long time she can also be quite defensive of anything she values.

Guild and guild mark location: N/A

Team Members: N/A

Three Strengths: (Not just combat)

Three Weaknesses: (Make them Applicable)

Greatest Love: Freedom

Motivation: To serve

Appearance:


Additional Details: Her personality will evolve based on who finds her and how they treat her.