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Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Theme: Oh for a muse of fire

Role: Battlefield Control (Grease, Web etc), Alchemy (Fire, Acid, Healing, Anti-Swarm Weapons), Divination (Ears of the City, Pagebound Epiphany), Party Support (Haste etc.)

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm apparently endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, that I know of, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect pieces of him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder. I get my comrades in arms out of trouble.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever?

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other scuttling filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College. I was expelled on accout of a drug problem. I was offered sanctuary and a helping hand by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances some skein of the weave of fate and fortune that she advances. Doubtless speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted. My lover, a fellow addict, had long since disappeared.The priestess herself put me on the ship.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to mend bridges, redeem myself, prove my worth and put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, her husband and father of her child.. Celeste.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright.

People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and they keep turning. I am more striking than beautiful and I am beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. He has that everyman thing going. You'd walk past him in the street. In any case, now that we're older and wiser, we're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation though. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother, Anais, that we're straight enough to get our daughter Celeste back from her. He has the shop, his birthright over which Anais had not say.

I've got to find my way up from all the bad stuff I did. Phaeton, he's the rock, more homely than me. I'm the fighter, on account of my bloodline.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

What makes Stella special from a build perspective?

She is a Chronomancer. So, she's got some ability with time, pretty much what you'd expect from a follower of Magdh, a fey seer Goddess. She can, for example, make an ally a little faster, or get a failed spell back to recast it.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Theme: Oh for a muse of fire

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm apparently endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, that I know of, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect pieces of him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder. I get my comrades in arms out of trouble.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever?

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other scuttling filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College. I was expelled on accout of a drug problem. I was offered sanctuary and a helping hand by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances some skein of the weave of fate and fortune that she advances. Doubtless speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted. My lover, a fellow addict, had long since disappeared.The priestess herself put me on the ship.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to mend bridges, redeem myself, prove my worth and put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, her husband and father of her child.. Celeste.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright.

People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and they keep turning. I am more striking than beautiful and I am beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. He has that everyman thing going. You'd walk past him in the street. In any case, now that we're older and wiser, we're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation though. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother, Anais, that we're straight enough to get our daughter Celeste back from her. He has the shop, his birthright over which Anais had not say.

I've got to find my way up from all the bad stuff I did. Phaeton, he's the rock, more homely than me. I'm the fighter, on account of my bloodline.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

What makes Stella special from a build perspective?

She is a Chronomancer. So, she's got some ability with time, pretty much what you'd expect from a follower of Magdh, a fey seer Goddess. She can, for example, make an ally a little faster, or get a failed spell back to recast it.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Theme: Oh for a muse of fire

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect pieces of him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever?

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other scuttling filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College. I was expelled on accout of a drug problem. I was offered sanctuary and a helping hand by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances some skein of the weave of fate and fortune that she advances. Doubtless speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted. My lover, a fellow addict, had long since disappeared.The priestess herself put me on the ship.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to mend bridges, redeem myself, prove my worth and put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, her husband and father of her child.. Celeste.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright.

People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and they keep turning. I am more striking than beautiful and I am beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. He has that everyman thing going. You'd walk past him in the street. In any case, now that we're older and wiser, we're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation though. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother, Anais, that we're straight enough to get our daughter Celeste back from her. He has the shop, his birthright over which Anais had not say.

I've got to find my way up from all the bad stuff I did. Phaeton, he's the rock, more homely than me. I'm the fighter, on account of my bloodline.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, her husband and father of her child.. Celeste.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright. People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and keep turning, more striking than beautiful and beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. You'd walk past him in the street. We're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother that we're straight enough to get our daughter Celeste back. He has the shop, his birthright. I've got to find my way up. He's the rock. I'm the fighter.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College and her husband.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright. People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and keep turning, more striking than beautiful and beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. You'd walk past him in the street. We're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother that we're straight enough to get our daughter back. He has the shop, his birthright. I've got to find my way up. He's the rock. I'm the fighter.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College and her husband.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright. People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and keep turning, more striking than beautiful and beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. You'd walk past him in the street. We're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother that we're straight enough to get our daughter back. He has the shop, his birthright. I've got to find my way up. He's the rock. I'm the fighter.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives above Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College and her husband.

Phaeton Skoda

Phaeton Skoda, what can I say about Phaeton? We're cut from the same cloth.. idealistic dreamers apt to tripping. We both had the same rule 'we don't date our peers'. I was at the Acadamae and he was at Theumanexus, both First Year Students. We saw each other across a crowded room of dancing mages, two worlds collided, and romantically speaking, they've never been able to tear us apart since. He got expelled on account of the fact that he was making drugs, for him and me, for another. I dropped before I could get expelled. He dropped off the face of the planet, found a place to get right, exactly the same as I did. When I returned from Absalom, an Arcanamirium graduate, he was already set up in his dad's shop, balanced and upright. People look askance at us, wondering. I turn heads and keep turning, more striking than beautiful and beautiful by all accounts. Phaeton looks the same as everyone else. You'd walk past him in the street. We're inseparable.. we've been in the trenches together. We've seen each other at our worst. We're both on probation. We need to prove to Phaeton's mother that we're straight enough to get our daughter back. He has the shop, his birthright. I've got to find my way up.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives next door to Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. Stella doesn't care about this as she is a graduate of the Arcanamirium in Absalom. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, a frequent drinking partner.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives next door to Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. Stella doesn't care about this as she is a graduate of the Arcanamirium in Absalom. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, a frequent drinking partner.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.

Stella Sucredes

"Fighting the darkness of my fallen angel heritage and taking it one day at a time."

Appearance (Table Result 78) - Androgynous

I'm told I'm attractive, but I don't see it.. my eyes are too far apart, my face too narrow, my nose as well. I have eyebrows etched from charcoal, contrasting severely with my pale white skin. I like to dress well. I'm told I look 'bendy' and I guess I do, though I'd prefer curves, but bendy is not the kind of attention I want to draw. I like to dress well and I have to be clean. I abhor filth. With my black eyebrows, serious brow and stubborn jaw line, I can pass for a slim, slim man.

Personality

I'm endlessly cheerful, some might say insanely optimistic and very polite. I smile a lot and enquire after people's health. I'm not sure how much of that is me trying to pretend not to be a killer, an urge I get from a forebearer I conjure, but I imagine it's a good slice, pardon the pun. I've not killed anyone yet, so I'm looking for folk to help me stay on the straight and narrow. Mind you, if I find Gaedran, he won't just be history, he'll be geography.. they'll have to collect him from all over the neighborhood. I'm a support mage, more martial types tend to like me because I'm not out to steal their thunder.

Now, while this is all well and good, there's the danger I might get addicted to violence. So, I imagine, much like my ancestor I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I will not be dissuaded from vengeance, but vengeance might be the line I cannot cross and then return. Will I be lost forever.

Others have found that despite the smile and the courtesy, Stella is a nasty opponent.. the sweetness hides the steel underneath. She is revolted by vermin, having woken up once from a drug induced to find cockroaches and other filth feeding upon her.

Background

I came to Korvosa to study at the Acadamae, Korvosa's world famous Wizard's College and I recently graduated cum laude no less. I should have graduated earlier but I had a bit of a drug problem and was expelled. I was offered sanctuary by a priestess of Magdh, for reasons she would not divulge to me. I get the feeling my fate advances her skein of the weave of fate and fortune. Speaking of it would break the thread, but this is mere supposition on my part. In any case, when I recovered from my troubles I applied to the Arcanamirium in Absalom and was accepted.

I'm not from Korvosa though, being originally from Kaer Maga, city of anything goes and one time rival to Korvosa. It's a city where the porters are zombies and one of the high fliers is a vampire, though rumor is he behaves. I am descended from fallen angels, something I know too well from my own mentality. I fear I can turn bad.. it is perhaps my greatest fear. I need people, friends, around me. I don't do well on my own.

Anyway, I'm back in Korvosa looking to put a certain someone in the ground.

Home

Stella lives next door to Hedge Wizardy, an alchemical and magic item crafting shop in Midland, that students of both Korvosa's wizard colleges are forbidden to patronize, for some mysterious reason which is much speculated about. Stella doesn't care about this as she is a graduate of the Arcanamirium in Absalom. The shop is run by Phaeton Skoda, a drop out from Theumanexus College, a frequent drinking partner.

Connections

Stella knows Lemmy from the Acadamae, though she is unaware that she and Lemmy both want Gaedran to die slowly, very slowly.

ooc: Lemmy's player asked if our characters could know each other. I said yes.