My Story
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I am Chrysariel Raventhorn. I was granted immortality when I accepted the duty of being one of the Planetary Guardians for Tiika. (Pronounced Ty-ee-ka.) I am full Elven, have brown hair and hazel eyes, am deceptively strong for my slender build, and stand 5'7". I was 753 on Sept 23^rd, 2011. I am a natural Psionic with telepathy, an extraordinary mind shield, and both defensive and offensive capability. I am inherently able to teleport at will, and can carry an additional 300lbs besides my own bodyweight with no effort. I can transport an additional 200lbs more, but at great effort. Above that I use a specially crafted amulet.

I am a Countess through my father, who died in a boar accident when I was nine years old. My mother followed him to the grave when she contracted the plague a year later. She had left my two older brothers and I to be raised by her sister after my father died, but everyone I knew except my brothers and I died in the same plague. My elder brothers left me in dire straits and enslaved. I will hate them until the end of time, but take satisfaction as they both met their demise at my hand long ago.

I am a Master Sage/Alchemist in specific of Dragon Breath Weapons, and in general of Poisons, Toxins, and Venoms. I also make them and their counter agents through my Alchemy abilities and sell them, of course. In addition, I am also a Mage and teach Magic, Hexes, and Magic Theory at Celron’s School of Magic when it suits me. I also own and operate a Publishing company, and a bookstore and Library, the first of their kind, in Brilth. I have varied interests and investments - including Shipping Lines, property, and backing for talented craftsmen on several continents. Even my husband never knew how many fingers in how many pies I had, or have – however you want to look at it.

I once was the highest paid and most successful assassin on a planet named Sko-Sha who was only known by the name Stingray. I am ambidextrous and uphold my abilities with practice. It is extremely rare when I miss my target throwing a dagger, dart, star, or knife. My legitimate business and cover was my Sagecraft. Everyone assumed Stingray was male. I of course founded this belief and perpetuated it using disguises. This made identification difficult, obviously the intent. He was rarely seen, but on the occasions when it was necessary, he usually had a Human countenance. But then he had also appeared to be Half Elven and even Drow to throw more mystery and confusion into his Legend. This led him even further away from the truth of my female High Elven self.

After a period of time, several hundred years - nearly unheard of in my line of work, I was willing to take less and less risks because with success, inevitable jealousy followed. There were many minor and a few somewhat more talented Assassins and Footpads that wanted the infamy of being known in History to have been the one that assassinated Stingray. Then, of course, there were the many constables and other law-abiding good citizens that also wanted my head in the noose. The offers of rewards from families and estates didn’t help my efforts at anonymity, although it certainly increased my price range. Indeed, there were so many that wanted my death that it became obvious they truly didn’t care if it was even true, as long as it was believed. It became laughable how many times my demise had been proclaimed. To my knowledge, none of the families of the poor sots whose bodies were used as mine were ever even apologized to when the hoaxes became apparent, although many other necks swung from the nooses meant for me.

I had an opportunity arise and gambled on its success. I had been retained for a temporary assignment as bodyguard, for Senek, who was Prince at the time but has been King for many years now, since his mother Queen Elchrys abdicated the High Elven Throne of Tiika to him. It was unknown that I was Stingray, the legendary assassin from Sko-Sha, only that I was an expert with blades and poisons. It didn’t hurt that I was also beautiful and could and did pose as his girlfriend. The temporary assignment worked out well and turned into a long term lucrative one and eventually friendship. We adventured for several years with a group and traveled through the Gate from Tiika to Sko-Sha. Senek was truly an admirable man and I got to know him very well. I liked and respected him greatly. At the same time a Cleric in the group, named Bendax, managed to get under my heavily armored skin and in spite of all my multitudes of sharp spikes in the way, loved me. Under ever lessening protest and after much denial I admitted I loved him, too.

During these years I did my job well and protected Senek from many dangers. Then came the situation of an assassination plot from the Red Hand Assassin Guild - ironically the same Guild I had founded myself two centuries before and built into the successful entity it became. My own Guild proved to be the greatest danger to myself and the man I loved and the future King I had sworn loyalty to. I went to Senek finally and told him everything. I gambled my life on his word. There was much machinations and involved planning and cunning usage of many things, and then this time Stingray irrevocably truly died. The Prince gained the infamy, renown, and respect he deserved. It also stopped cold any more assassination attempts from the Red Hands. Oh, and by the way, the family of the poor sot whose body I used still didn’t get any apology, but this time by the Hand of the Gods was suddenly wealthy and wanted for nothing.

After the demise of Stingray, we decided to follow Prince Senek home to Tiika. Bendax and I married, and adopted a beautiful girl named Chrysalis. She resembled me so much she should have been mine. I had gained a castle given to me by Senek in recognition of my work for him and as part of my terms, and we made Siberian Keep our home. Bendax developed the first TOG - Temple of the Gods - taking up half the castle in honor of the major Deities represented on Tiika. It has since proved quite successful and many others have been built.

During our happy years there we raised four more children, Dax, Chryselle, Senkar, and Chazariel. Bendax was Human, and died of old age a happy man. I grieved for two decades and then Fate brought me together with the great warrior, Achilles. The Book of Knowledge, The Ildatch, was in his possession and was meant for me. He and I loved each other intensely, but we were not meant to be together long. The Ildatch spoke to me that fateful day and brought into being my worst fear. Though I railed and ranted that I knew at the beginning that this most powerful Book of Knowledge would separate us for its own ends, uncaring of our love for one another, the Ildatch proved its unemotional and irrefutable conclusion.

It showed me the threads of Fate that had linked us from the Past, and how they forged Achilles and I together. Our Fates were interwoven, and would continue to be so through the centuries, but we would not fulfill our destinies together. I would hold him back from what he was meant to do - the wars that he was destined to lead that brought him glory and renown was the Fate of Man and yet their bloody reign would eventually end in peace, which was what Achilles most wanted. It was my destiny to study and learn from The Ildatch, and eventually add knowledge to it.

Achilles is now married to a most exceptional woman named Shanialia and they have two children. Shani and I have become very good friends. I am now dating Marius, the God of Wolves, and could not be happier.

I'm not quite as heavily armored, and with fewer spikes, but still the intelligent should beware!

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