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Description

Made by Aikorn
Commission for Qube-Core

Artwork & Character-Design (C) Aikorn
Character (C) Qube-Core

All rights reserved.

Lore:

Histia is a quiet thinker and watcher. Most people assume her as arrogant and supercilious, but the truth is: she didn't care about the words or thoughts of others in case of her appearance. Even if she really cares about those she loves, and mostly about her family, she always appears as cold-hearted and sparing with words of affection. Indeed, Histia is cold and calculating, but not selfish. In her eyes, she is the only willing to fulfill the destiny of Shar'duòn to rebuild the glory of the house of Sar'kreljon. Only her half-brother Dion is staying with her, maybe the only one she truly trusts so deeply. He is one of a few people realizing what Histia tries to become and not willing to stop her because he supports Histia with all his effort.

In case of Histia I have to be a little critical about her appearance (and even my reference pictures weren't satisfying). As she would say herself: "I'm here to rule about this land, and not to look like a pretty queen." So, Histia would never show much of her skin, except for her face (although she will cover it later in the story with a magical mask). Also, she is not the type of female shaped armor (just in case to mention it). She loves herself as she is, but hates to be a female sometimes, because most of her opponents just see a pretty face and girl, that tries to be powerful (and that's why all of those old male mages will die in vain.)

Quote from the story:

"Everything is proceeding as I've foreseen. Every chance was noticed. Every possible reaction is weighed. The future was directed into new pathways that tear the threads of destiny and blow up the chains that oppressed them. This is the revelation of the blacksmith's fire of my heart, which burns a path through the cold night of certainty. The old order is broken. Their remains become a new mirror of reality. The world will be the same, but this continent will bow and re-shape itself. Destiny's steps invisible as the ravages of time. The sandy Black flies into the river of the hourglass. The purification approaches and with it the will of a soul that looks deep into the sea of eventualities. "

Description

Made by Aikorn
Commission for Qube-Core

Artwork & Character-Design (C) Aikorn
Character (C) Qube-Core

All rights reserved.

Lore:

Histia is a quiet thinker and watcher. Most people assume her as arrogant and supercilious, but the truth is: she didn't care about the words or thoughts of others in case of her appearance. Even if she really cares about those she loves, and mostly about her family, she always appears as cold-hearted and sparing with words of affection. Indeed, Histia is cold and calculating, but not selfish. In her eyes, she is the only willing to fulfill the destiny of Shar'duòn to rebuild the glory of the house of Sar'kreljon. Only her half-brother Dion is staying with her, maybe the only one she truly trusts so deeply. He is one of a few people realizing what Histia tries to become and not willing to stop her because he supports Histia with all his effort.

In case of Histia I have to be a little critical about her appearance (and even my reference pictures weren't satisfying). As she would say herself: "I'm here to rule about this land, and not to look like a pretty queen." So, Histia would never show much of her skin, except for her face (although she will cover it later in the story with a magical mask). Also, she is not the type of female shaped armor (just in case to mention it). She loves herself as she is, but hates to be a female sometimes, because most of her opponents just see a pretty face and girl, that tries to be powerful (and that's why all of those old male mages will die in vain.)

Quote from the story:

"Everything is proceeding as I've foreseen. Every chance was noticed. Every possible reaction is weighed. The future was directed into new pathways that tear the threads of destiny and blow up the chains that oppressed them. This is the revelation of the blacksmith's fire of my heart, which burns a path through the cold night of certainty. The old order is broken. Their remains become a new mirror of reality. The world will be the same, but this continent will bow and re-shape itself. Destiny's steps invisible as the ravages of time. The sandy Black flies into the river of the hourglass. The purification approaches and with it the will of a soul that looks deep into the sea of eventualities. "