Hla, the [ex] Sightless Seer
| Age Late 20s |
| Gender He/they |
| Origin The SIghtless |
| Occupation Trying to find a new purpose |
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Hla, the [ex] Sightless Seer
Lineage: Devahni
Bio:
All Hla remembers is The Sightless. They were always treated specially; with a strong bond to the Shroud, they were raised to become a Seer. They were relatively young when they were chosen to become a Sightless Seer - and they felt blessed.
Hla continued their dedicated work to the Sightless for years. One day, however, something changed.
Their most recent sacrifices were not going quietly. And, as Hla was blessing the blood to be spilled, one of the to-be-sacrifices seemed to recognize Hla. That person called out a name that was not Hla's, and yet it resonated deeply within them, drawing forth fragments of buried memories. A family before the Sightless. Others that looked like Hla, other Deva. And then, flashes of blades, blood, and darkness.
Hla couldn't finish the ritual. With one of their Seers shutting down mid-ritual, the scene turned to chaos. The sacrifices fought back, and ultimately won. Someone grabbed onto the catatonic Hla and fled with him.
The man had been wounded in his fight for freedom. When they got to safety, the pair finally spoke: the man was Hla's uncle, Armand Abaroa. He knew Hla as Corona, his sister's son. He told of one night finding his sister's home raided, family slaughtered, and Corona nowhere to be seen. He'd searched for years.
Hla... didn't know how to take this information. Everything was a blur. But it felt right.
Unfortunately, Armand's wounds were too much - Hla did not know healing magic, and could not help him - and he passed away.
And now, Hla was... away from the Sightless for the first time in their life. Alone for the first time in their life. And he had no idea what to do.
Hla, the [ex] Sightless Seer
Lineage: Devahni
Bio:
All Hla remembers is The Sightless. They were always treated specially; with a strong bond to the Shroud, they were raised to become a Seer. They were relatively young when they were chosen to become a Sightless Seer - and they felt blessed.
Hla continued their dedicated work to the Sightless for years. One day, however, something changed.
Their most recent sacrifices were not going quietly. And, as Hla was blessing the blood to be spilled, one of the to-be-sacrifices seemed to recognize Hla. That person called out a name that was not Hla's, and yet it resonated deeply within them, drawing forth fragments of buried memories. A family before the Sightless. Others that looked like Hla, other Deva. And then, flashes of blades, blood, and darkness.
Hla couldn't finish the ritual. With one of their Seers shutting down mid-ritual, the scene turned to chaos. The sacrifices fought back, and ultimately won. Someone grabbed onto the catatonic Hla and fled with him.
The man had been wounded in his fight for freedom. When they got to safety, the pair finally spoke: the man was Hla's uncle, Armand Abaroa. He knew Hla as Corona, his sister's son. He told of one night finding his sister's home raided, family slaughtered, and Corona nowhere to be seen. He'd searched for years.
Hla... didn't know how to take this information. Everything was a blur. But it felt right.
Unfortunately, Armand's wounds were too much - Hla did not know healing magic, and could not help him - and he passed away.
And now, Hla was... away from the Sightless for the first time in their life. Alone for the first time in their life. And he had no idea what to do.
Appearance
| Height 5' |
| Build Curvy |
| Hair Blood red, curly |
| Eyes Gone |
Muted blue skin, blood red hair in thick curls past his waist, golden horns curled in a near-halo-shape, a long tail, and no eyes. They dress elegantly, preferring clothes that feel nice against his skin rather than anything useful.
Personality
Soft spoken, gentle (until...), aloof
Skills
Dark magics