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Stars, I have seen them fall, but when they drop and die no star is lost at all from all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea, and still the sea is salt.
( A. E. Housman )

ESTELLE
queen of stars / - / caelestis / nothing manipulation / lulu

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D E S T R U C T I O N
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Estelle has the ability to erase an object from existence. While she can erase small objects easily, objects larger than a human cannot be erased. This power is usually used for destroying celestial bodies, and cannot be used against another person. This ability is used for the purpose of her position, as the Queen of Stars. Only once in a lifetime can she destroy a star and usually occurs at the end of a Queen's reign.

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She can erase other people's memories, but in return some of her own memories will disappear as well. It has usually used against spies or corrupt politicians, but Estelle finds herself using it more often than she should.

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From nothing, Estelle can create objects and place them in the real world. From weapons to furnishing to magic items she can create it, but it always requires the destruction of something of equal or lesser value. However, it will not stay in existence, and will disappear after three days. Object, can be created to last a life time however if she agrees to give up part of her limited lifespan.

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There is a certain limit as to how much nothing she can erase or create until she herself is affected irrevocably. Each time she uses her power to create or destroy, a part of her vanishes with it as well; subtle until one day she no longer remembers who she is. That being said however, Estelle uses her powers more often than she should, and as such has sped up the process. However, she can't say it's a bad thing simply because she does not remember.

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L I K E S
☐ │dewy grass, poetry, dreams
☐ │ white architecture, silk
☐ │ jewelry, soft voices, moon
☐ │ monotony, fauna, stars x x x x x x
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☐ │ fish, the ocean, unknown
☐ │danger, caves, strawberries
☐ │ powerlessness, the dark
☐ │ the sun, sloppiness

Oh we don't own our heavens now, we only own our hell.

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- P E R S O N A

"We're buying stars to
shut out the light;
alone we come, and
alone we die."

moral alignment: lawful-neutral--

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bright light

Estelle cannot remember a time when she has not been haunted by ghosts. They follow her silently throughout the castle in paintings, in whispers, in stares. She hears them in her court’s disapproving voice. A sound so repulsed by her existence they dare not say her name; and only the sound of her title falls from their pale lips.

Her vision is clouded then — only perceiving what others wish her to see. Some call her dutiful, others, easily manipulated. She likes to think herself a mixture of both, for more than her hapless cause, she has a purpose that very well precedes her. For in time, people will not remember the person in power, only their actions and consequences. And so It’s because of this belief that she should maintain a legacy, that she does the things she must.

She’s a romantic at heart who believes in a system that no longer benefits her. Years worth of resentment, created by neglect and high expectations, seem to disappear with the utterance of a few well placed compliments. Estelle is satisfied, and her pursuit of personal perfection remains. There’s something sad though about the way she craves validation as if she needs it to survive. Something vile and disgusting that she herself recognizes, but cannot not admit out loud. It’s pitiful, and she doesn’t know how to stop.

To the public eye, she presents herself in a manner that befits a queen of her standing; calm, detached and with a harshness that forgoes her nature. It’s all been learnt, however. The way she stares into other’s eyes, unflinching. The steel in her voice when she commands. It’s become so much a part of her that she’s forgotten how else to live. Doesn’t want to know how else to live.

Many have called her blunt, to the point of mean harshness. Where the words she means to be gentle are razors that cut deep, and the praise she offers genuinely is twisted into jealous mockery. With the bone engraved moral to always speak your mind Estelle doesn’t know how to stop; and people, she finds, are very willing to criticize, but never help.

She’s cruel in the way she never relents, always expecting better of those around her. Estelle always condemns, and judges those who do not meet her expectations; for in her eyes they’re not trying hard enough. Constantly afraid of betrayal, or worse — honesty, she uses her position to keep everyone around her at a safe distance. She expects the worst from everyone, and doesn’t know how to react when the opposite proves to be true.

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Power / She exerts command and respect, not simply because of her title but due to her actions as well. Estelle moves carefully and with precision, alert of her surroundings.
Mathematician / She sees the world in numbers, knows knows the percentages of possible outcomes, and the most efficient of plans.
Relentless / There is something to be said about a person who works tirelessly for their goals.

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Forget me not / Many a time Estelle has been late to meetings by the simple fact she she does not remember. It's an inconvenience for all those around her that many find irksome.
Physicality / She was never meant to fight someone physically, and has never been trained to do so. It’s hard for her to put all of her trust in Levir, her guard, but somehow she manages.
Perturbed / She cannot calm her racing thoughts of disaster — of failure. Perhaps she has no qualms about dying, but it’s the idea that she could not complete what she set out to do that disturbs her.

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Rubs circles on her hand when distressed | Enjoys long hot baths | If something is to high up for her to reach, she simply uses her magic to recreate the item | Prefers to eat alone and contemplate | Sleeps in silk sheets, cannot fall asleep peacefully without them | Hates small talk, and won’t respond to it | Appreciates people who don't feel the need to fill in empty space with noise

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You’re still living life in the dark,
It’s just who you are

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H I S T O R Y
into the fray

As a child, Estelle had been brought up in solitude. Whisked away at the age of five, rarely — if ever — did she see her mother, Lyra. She was taught as every other princess had before her; excelled in math, language, science, but lived with an emphasis on duty and obedience.

Her whole life, conducted by the whims of The Council. Of course, thoughts of dissidence had crossed her mind, but it was always the overlooking fear of failure that silenced her thoughts. So it was that she lived with the expectations that she should be as great as her mother. Her mother who was changing the course of history by changing the rules of the game.

It was up to Estelle to protect her legacy.

When her mother died at age seventy, as every other Queen would, Estelle took the crown with a heart that froze upon contact. Her fate was sealed, and she accepted it whole heartedly.

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R E L A T I O N S
Sided with the queen

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