Name:
Ester Ambrosa
Gender:
Female
Age:
18
Path:
Botanomancer
Favored Roads:
Conjuration
Awareness
Illusions
Rank:
Adept Botanomancer
Appearance:
Height:
5'7 in height
Personality or Alignment:
Chaotic... something?
Weapon(s):
Easel
Drawing Paper
Brush
Notable Possessions:
A Satchel which contains various tools for artistic projects such as paints and extra spare brushes.
Brief Bio:
Ester was born in the mountains with a family having 3 other siblings besides her, meaning attention was divided between the 4 of all of them. Spending little time with the company of others, Ester as a small child spent her time walking into the woods that laid outside her home. Often times she would go missing for several hours at a time, as her parents frantically searched for her whereabouts with the help of the local police and neighbors, fearing that they lost their young daughter. These strolls in the woods were always... stranger to say the least, as Ester grew fond of the woods and as she grew up her time exploring them increased. With a backpack, she would always sneak off in the night exploring the sea of trees with the moonlight at her back. These night time exploration weren't just a rebellious streak that came with age, but something more intriguing that she found on one of her many previous trips. On certain nights, the forest and all its trees and flowers glowed with gentle hues of blue that echoed deem from within. Coming in as slow gentle waves from beyond, before zooming instantaneously past her and leaving her in the dust. Deep within the forest secrets lied there where no one with the right mind would travel to discover what it was.
On that fateful night as she predicted, the forest send out waves of the azure light like what she had seen before and left at midnight. Traversing the woods was no simple task for a person who didn't know their way, but even at her young age Ester followed the multiple trails that she had navigated before and continued deeper within. As she continued deeper into the forest, the waves of light that past her drew longer as she went further in. Before soon, the light never did leave...
Looking ahead of herself before behind her, she was awed at the illuminated forest, radiating a soft gentle glow of the light shade of blue on top of every plant and tree in the forest. Touching one of the flowers, it shriveled up before closing itself into a bud. Uncertain of where to go next, in the eerily familiar place yet at the same time completely different, Ester was lost. Deciding to continue forward to reach the epicenter of the light, Ester moved forward. Upon reaching what she believed to be the center, there was an open field, a clearing which held a building. One built off of the soft blue light, into a solid tower the stretched near endlessly towards the sky. There came out a woman in her age of 50s where she noticed Ester. Looking around the woman ushered the girl inside, where she explained that once a person enters this deep into the magical forest that no one can get out.
Accepting the truth after several days of traveling the glowing forest to try and get out, Ester was adopted as the daughter of this strange woman. Learning the history and many types of magic, before being taught how to be a Botanomancer. Her skill with magic inside this magical realm was inconsistent so she used an anchor, developing a inhuman speed of painting and drawing with precise accuracy to help out her casting of spells. Drawing trees whose branches could crawl off the pages, or the picture of a field of flower where there petal dance through the paper as if a window, on a breeze of air.
Her skill in both magic and drawing increased exponentially under the tutelage of her step-mother who guided her training on magic while Ester's own curiosity and imagination led her to continue developing her drawing skills to unimaginable detail and realism.
How she escaped from the enchanted forest? She will never know as she found by the coven, her clothes torn and tattered as if hundred of years pasted. Her memories are still unclear to herself about what had happened that resulted in her expulsion on the magical world.