The Heir of Fire
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“She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.”
— Nicole Lyons
S E R A P H I N E
Feminine | "Fiery-winged" | Hebrew
A S T E R I A
Feminine | "Star" | GreekMasculine/Feminine | "House War" | Roman
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BASICS
⎨BIRTHNAME⎬
Her full name is Neera Morgane, but she was named Seraphine Asteria Llewellyn Velaryon at birth. She is the spitting image of her namesake and ancestor, the Fae-Queen of Wendlyn.
⎨ALIAS(ES)⎬
She is a child of many names: Neera, The Silent Assassin, Princess, Fireheart, and The Heir of Fire.
⎨AGE⎬
She is 20 years old.
⎨BIRTH PLACE⎬
She was born and raised in Orynth, Terrasen.
⎨ CURRENT RESIDENCE⎬
She currently resides at Assassin's Keep in Rifthold, Adarlan.
⎨OCCUPATION⎬
She is currently working as an assassin for the Assassin's Guild. Though, she is also the rightful heir to Terrasen's throne.
⎨ALLEGIANCE⎬
She is sworn to the Assassin's Guild.⎨BUILD⎬
While her body is lithe and honed, due to her training, she is nevertheless blessed with feminine curves and well-formed breasts.
⎨COMPLEXION⎬
Her skin is milky white decorated with multiple scars of various colors. The most notable of these scars are the three raised, rugged pink lines along her back from her time in the labor camp.
⎨HEIGHT⎬
She measures 157 centimetres.
⎨EYES⎬
She has bright turquoise eyes with golden rings around the pupils–a typical Llewellyn feature, which serves as the major giveaway to her true identity since they are so distinctive and only run in her family. They are framed by full brows and long lashes. The gold in her eyes shifts to flame her power manifests itself.
⎨HAIR⎬
She has long, pale white-gold hair that shines in the sunlight and falls in cascades from either side of her face and down to the small of her back.
⎨TRADEMARKS⎬
She has earned herself an infamous reputation as the quickest, deadliest blade in the Assassin's Guild.⎨QUIRKS⎬
She rules in the shadows with a blade’s edge and a snarky remarks, never letting anyone glimpse what truly stirs behind her flame-flecked gaze.
⎨SEXUALITY⎬
She considers herself to be heterosexual.
⎨STRENGTHS⎬
She is skilled with any blades, resilient, ruthless–will do almost any job if she wishes, no matter how despicable or bloody it is, cunning–always has a trick up her sleeve, fiercely loyal, expert in snarky comments, cynical humor and sheer stubbornness.
⎨WEAKNESSES⎬
Arrogant, stubborn to a fault, has parts of her past that are a bit dark which has caused her to grow a bit cynical, plagued by nightmares of her past, not fast to warm up to anyone, has a penchant for trouble, chafes against authority and is naturally very defiant.
⎨LIKES⎬
She thrives in the dance of control and chaos, craving the thrill of being one step ahead, enjoys challenging people with snark and sarcasm.
⎨DISLIKES⎬
She hates showing signs of weakness, being at disadvantage, revealing of her secrets.
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BACKGROUND
"I must have fire in my eyes when I face them, not tears."
— George R.R. Martin
THE LAST PRINCESS OF TERRASEN
BORN OF ASH, FORGED IN FIRE
Before the shadows claimed her, she was Seraphine Asteria Llewellyn Velaryon—the only child of Terrasen’s ruling family. She came into the world on a bitter autumn morning, beneath the pale silver light of a waning moon, her first cries echoing through the marble halls of Orynth, the proud capital of Terrasen. Born of a rare union between Terrasen’s royal blood and the ancient Velaryon Fae line of Wendlyn, she was both princess and living emblem of an alliance that bound two great kingdoms.
Neera’s childhood was one of gilded discipline. She grew up within the marble halls of Orynth’s palace, surrounded by books, music, and the promise of a future on the throne. Court life demanded poise, while her Fae heritage demanded control—of her magic, her bearing, and her emotions. She was schooled in the tongues of mortals and the ancient languages of the Fae, trained in statecraft, history, and the subtle dance of diplomacy. When her tutors spoke of the Fae realms, they spoke with a quiet conviction as though Neera might one day walk Doranelle’s marble streets not as an outsider, but as a daughter returned.
Even as a child, she commanded attention. Her bright turquoise eyes ringed in gold marked her as Llewellyn through and through; her long, pale white-gold hair shone in sunlight like spun gold, catching the gaze of courtiers and envoys alike. The court whispered that she was the spitting image of her ancestor and namesake, the legendary Fae-Queen of Wendlyn—a beauty that would both define and endanger her life. This heritage gifted her the distinctive Llewellyn eyes and the ability to command fire, a talent that burned in her veins from the moment she could walk. But there was more to her than grace and decorum. Neera was curious, sharp-tongued when provoked, and restless under the strictures of palace life. She would sneak into the palace library after hours, pouring over Fae legends and old maps, dreaming of the lands her bloodline came from. She was already aware, even then, that her magic—fire, fierce and untamed—was a gift few in Terrasen could match.
At twelve, her world was torn apart. Her entire family was slaughtered in a single night—murdered in cold blood by enemies who feared the union of her royal and Fae heritage. Neera barely escaped with her life, fleeing into the cold wilderness with nothing but grief and the raw, untrained magic that flared to life in her veins. It was in this desperate flight that her fire magic truly manifested. Hunted through the streets, cornered by assassins sent to finish what had been started, she unleashed an uncontrolled inferno that consumed everything in its path, including parts of Orynth’s Grand Library. It saved her life, but left her terrified of her own power. Her family’s slaughter would end her reign as princess before it began, casting her into a world where her title meant nothing and her survival meant everything.
“Fire burned in her heart, and her wounded soul spread out, casting a shadow like wings across her country.”
— Kiersten White
THE ORPHAN
RAISED IN SHADOWS AND TRAINED BY ASSASSINS
Neera’s escape from the capital ended not in freedom, but in chains. Captured by slavers, she spent two brutal years in a labor camp, with her back scarred by the whip. There, she learned silence, obedience, and the language of survival. But she did not break. Instead, she watched, listened, and learned. She mastered the art of patience, biding her time until an opportunity to escape presented itself.
At fourteen, Neera Morgane was reborn—not as a queen, but as a blade. Purchased from slavery by the Assassin’s Guild, who recognized her potential, Neera entered the shadowed halls of Assassin’s Keep with nothing but defiance in her heart and scars on her back. Few in Rifthold knew her true identity; only the Guildmaster and a trusted few knew the truth of who she had once been. Her distinctive eyes—turquoise with gold—were the only betrayal of her heritage, a trait that could get her killed if the wrong person looked too closely. She hid behind her alias, keeping her royal lineage a guarded secret, knowing that claiming her birthright would draw every enemy she had out of the shadows.
Life in the Assassin’s Keep was merciless; training began before dawn and ended long after the moon rose, but it honed her into something far deadlier than her enemies could have imagined. Under harsh training, she learned to fight with every weapon imaginable: dual swords, daggers, throwing knives, and her own body as the ultimate weapon. She learned every way to slip a blade between ribs without a sound. Her body became lithe and lethal, her movements precise and catlike. However, the Guild taught her more than combat. They honed her into a master of infiltration, disguise, and deception. She learned to read a room the way others read books, to vanish in the blink of an eye, to pass unnoticed in a crowded street or charm her way past a locked gate when steel alone would not serve, knowing exactly when to smile and when to strike. Her charisma, when she chose to wield it, became as lethal as her blades.
Within a few short years, she became the Guild’s most feared operative. Her reputation grew quickly and spread through the underworld, earning her a place as the quickest and deadliest blade in the Guild. She was the ghost you never heard coming, the shadow that vanished before the blood cooled. Those who crossed her rarely lived to tell of it.
And yet, even as she served the Guild, her thoughts often drifted back to Terrasen—to the throne that was hers by right, to the enemies who had stolen her life. The pull of it never left her. She knew that one day, she would have to return—not as the broken girl who fled, but as a queen forged in blood and fire.
While she perfected her craft with steel, her fire magic—though untrained and as volatile as her temper—remained a secret. As a Demi-Fae with Velaryon blood, her command of fire should have been her greatest weapon, but the loss of her family had denied her the training she needed. She kept it hidden from most of the Guild, unleashing it only when missions demanded absolute destruction. The flames were both a weapon and a curse, a reminder of the life she’d lost and the power she could not fully control.
Now twenty, Neera walks between two worlds: the assassin who kills without hesitation, and the rightful Queen of Terrasen whose throne still awaits. In the shadows, she is a ghost and a whispered name. In the light, she is the girl who survived, a woman who will burn down the world before she kneels. She is a paradox—ruthless yet fiercely loyal, cold yet capable of caring deeply for the few she lets past her defenses. She is stubborn to a fault, with a penchant for trouble and a defiance that refuses to bow to authority. Her scars are proof of survival; her smile, in Fae form, is a blade in itself, sharpened to make the bravest flinch. Her enemies see only the mask. Her allies know only fragments of truth. But when the time comes, the fire in her heart will either save her kingdom… or burn it to the ground.
“She’d learned the only skills that could keep her safe. To escape death, she’d become death.”
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CORE TRAITS
"She walked through the city like a blade unsheathed, her crown invisible but undeniable. The people didn’t need to see it – they could feel it in the way the air shifted around her, in the way the shadows seemed to make way for her fire."
– Sarah J. Maas
❧ R U T H L E S S
adj. | ruth·less | ruːθləs
1. Having or showing no pity or compassion for others; very harsh or cruel, and will do anything that is necessary to achieve what they want, 2. A ruthless action or activity is done forcefully and thoroughly, without much concern for its effects on other people.❧ S E C R E T I V E
adj. | se·cre·tive | (siːkrətɪv
1. (Of a person or an organization) inclined to conceal feelings and intentions or not to disclose information, 2. (Of a person's expression or manner) having an enigmatic or conspiratorial quality.
❧ A G I L E
adj. | ag·ile | \ ˈa-jəl
1. Marked by ready ability to move with quick easy grace, 2. Having a quick resourceful and adaptable character.❧ R E S I L I E N T
adj. | re·sil·ient | rɪzɪliənt
1. (Of a person or animal) able to withstand or recover quickly from difficult conditions, unpleasant or damaging events.
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ASTROLOGY
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S C O R P I O
October 23rd – November 21st
“There was darkness in her heart, and it spread like wildfire.”
— Celia McMahon
Scorpio is the eighth astrological sign in the Zodiac. It lies between Libra to the west and Sagittarius to the east. It is a large constellation located in the southern hemisphere near the center of the Milky Way. In Greek mythology, the constellation Scorpius was identified with the scorpion that killed Orion, the mythical hunter. Scorpius was significantly larger and comprised of two halves, one with the scorpion's body and the sting, and one containing the claws. The latter was called Chelae, or 'claws' later turned into a separate constellation, Libra, the Scales.
P L U T O
Pluto is called 'The Great Renewer', and is considered to represent the part of a person that destroys in order to renew. A commonly used keyword for Pluto is transformation.
Greek deity: Hades.W A T E R
Each sign is associated with one of four classical elements. Scorpio's element is Water, associated with emotion, empathy and sensitivity. Water signs are also considered to be negative or introverted feminine signs.S C O R P I O N
Scorpions are thought to be rather cunning, sometimes revengeful, and are not afraid of getting their hands dirty. However, with their perceptiveness, they have the potential to see things more clearly than most people.
“But he had no idea what sort of darkness lurked inside her, or what sort of monster she was willing to become in order to make things right.”
― Sarah J. Maas
Enigmatic· Intense· Dangerous· Resilient· Defiant· Troublemaker· Snarky· Carefree· Passionate· Confident· Bold· Loyal· Stubborn· Calculating· Ruthless· Vindictive.
She leads a fate filled life. She is intense and powerful. She has a strong heart, made wild and from flame. 'She is the descendant of the wild women you forgot' (Nikita Gill, Meanwhile Poetry). She is as tough as steel, with an even tougher heart. She is mysterious, a femme fatale.
She has a provocative magnetism, filled with passion and allure. She is resilient, brave. Her spirit has strength that can crush mountains. She is louder, wiser, more intense, more filled with fire than ever. A powerful storm.
'Wolves and women have much in common. Both share a wild spirit. Women and wolves are instinctual creatures, able to sense the unseen. They are loyal, protective of their packs and of their pups. They are wild and beautiful' (Clarissa Estes, Women Who Run With Wolves). She is all of these things. She is incredibly brave and full of passion. A powerful source.
She is determined and decisive, a born leader. The Scorpio woman is a water sign, she lives to experience and express emotion, to fill her soul with the depths of life and love. She is fierce and understands the rules of the universe. She is home to a season of mystery and danger, her creative power is unrivalled.
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POWER & ABILITIES
DE M I – F A E
THE ASSASSIN
“She was a whirling cloud of death, a queen of shadows, and these men were already carrion.”
— Sarah J. Maas
The Demi-Fae are born of both Fae and Human blood—a union that grants them fragments of each world but often earns them the disdain of pureblooded Fae. In the Fae city of Doranelle, Wendlyn, Demi-Fae are considered lesser, barred from its gates unless they prove themselves worthy. Yet even without full Fae heritage, many possess the hallmarks of their kind: enhanced strength, speed, heightened senses, and the gift of swift healing. Some are even granted immortality, should they survive the grueling trial of the Settling.
Magical ability among the Demi-Fae is unpredictable. Some are born with little to no power, while others inherit a natural affinity for elemental magic as potent as any pureblood’s—fire, ice, wind, darkness, or rarer gifts such as oracle sight or healing. Many retain the ancient ability to shift into another form, often that of an animal, just as the Fae do.
Neera is among the rarest of her kind—a Demi-Fae whose power burns with the full strength of her Velaryon lineage. She commands fire as her element, its flames answering her as easily as a blade obeys her hand. Though she can shift between her human and Fae forms, her beauty, grace, and lethal edge are constant in both—a living reminder that even those considered “lesser” can eclipse the mightiest of purebloods.
⎨ASSASSIN⎬Neera is a master of the assassin’s craft—trained by the Assassin’s Guild in the arts of deception, stealth, and killing with cold precision. She can shut away emotion at will, executing missions with an icy detachment that leaves no room for hesitation. When it suits her, she wields charisma as skillfully as a blade, talking her way into or out of dangerous situations.
Her training has honed her body into a weapon: agile, lithe, and capable of complex acrobatics, flawless climbs, and seamless coordination. She moves without a sound, vanishing into shadow and reappearing when least expected—often nothing more than a whisper on the wind. This ability to disappear allows her to melt into any crowd, unseen and unnoticed.
Deadly with a wide range of weapons, Neera is especially proficient in dual swords, daggers, and throwing knives—making her one of the most valuable and feared operatives in the Assassin’s Guild.
Her identity as Neera Morgane is so carefully protected that very few people have ever seen what she actually looks like; when meeting clients, she always wears a mask that covers her mouth and nose or a cloak with a hood that hides her face completely, gloves, and black clothing, all of which reveals only her gender. Though her face is either completely hidden by the shadows of her hood or partly hidden by a black mask, her weapons has earned a reputation of their own. The distinctive weapons thus announce her reputation to anyone too foolish to know who they are dealing with.
⎨FIRE MAGIC⎬From her Velaryon heritage, Neera inherited a fierce command of fire—able to conjure, shape, and control flames with lethal intent. She can summon heat or temper it at will, rendering herself immune to fire’s touch, and even heal her wounds through its warmth.
Her mastery extends beyond raw force—she can manipulate fire’s color, temperature, and intensity, crafting illusions of light or forging weapons from pure flame, but control is elusive. At her most focused, she can burn with surgical precision, cutting through armor like molten steel. At her most furious, she can unleash wild, uncontrolled firestorms that leave nothing but ash in their wake, however, with the risk of losing herself entirely to the blaze.
Her gift manifested young, though without control—an accident in her childhood left part of Orynth’s Grand Library in ashes. With the murder of her family cutting short her magical training, her power remains as volatile as it is devastating, a dangerous mix of untamed fury and calculated destruction.
Despite this, her fire became an integral part of her identity, earning her another name whispered in equal parts fear and awe: The Heir of Fire.
⎨FAE PHYSIOLOGY⎬As a Demi-Fae, Neera can shift between her human form and her true Fae form. Both forms share her striking white-gold hair and turquoise eyes ringed with gold, but her Fae form bears pointed ears, elongated canines, and an aura of ethereal beauty.
Her heritage grants her enhanced strength, speed, agility, heightened senses, and swift healing—making her as formidable physically as she is magically. Every movement carries the unearthly grace of her kind, blurring the line between elegance and danger.
⎨IMMORTALITY⎬Like all Fae-blooded, Neera will face the Settling—a trial where body and magic lock into immortal youth. The process is grueling, reshaping strength, slowing age, and deciding the fate of her powers.
Through her great-grandmother’s bloodline, Neera is destined to emerge from the Settling with her full magic intact, her shifting abilities preserved, and the long life of the Fae stretching before her—a legacy of power meant to endure for centuries.
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SIGNATURE
“Her bare feet whispered across the floor as she approached him with
the sort of stealth that only small children and trained killers possess.”
― Obie Williams
