PotayoZefa- Betelgeuze's blessing (Holy/blessing)
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Contact Information: Potayo#1754
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Character Name: Zefa
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Age: 24
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Current RPL: 189
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History of Character: Within the heart of a hidden forest lied a long passed tribe of bunny people. Worshipping spirits of nature which forges the world, quite alike to Myllenoris, very much more secret. Her parents were born artists, her father being a stubborn forger an absolute expert in curvature, whilst her mother was a passionate philosophy aesthete. Whilst her father is the responsible to that glyph tattooed upon her left hand, it is from her mother that she had come with the philosophy of the 'free bird'.
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"Whilst most decides to walk within the traced paths amidst the endless roads of existence... Those path which one day reach the same end... There is are the birds... Those which allows their wings to spread and follow the eternal flow of life... Passing through winds and rains in a point where passing through the nature's fury becomes a resignation in order to gifts the sight to those which forges, create and those which follows... Most envy those which understands and accepts the eternal flow of life... "
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She has been following this philosophy since she had made her first step amidst her existence whilst being gifted of that empty baggage of experiences. That baggage was soon filled when her parents cruelly died before her, her entire tribe dying when hunters passed by. She is from her own belief the only one left. Two paths were traced before her and it was soon shattered. Having no where else to go- she looked up. Spread'd her inner wings in order to follow the eternal flow of life. She had left that connection created with the spirits of nature behind and merely followed that existential flow.
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Years passed and she had found herself living within Illburg, not having much to do, she ended up living with Penelope for some years in exchange to work in her crafts. It is when she expressed her tale in the language of art.
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It merely is after some years that she had been recognized as the Sage of Illburg.
Then after more years, she had gifted Basten her heart, bearing his name as a Forger and even having a child with him.
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... Then a new chapter was soon written...
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Ability Development:
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It is when she spoke with her friend Theo after an invite to eat borgers that she met within Myllenoris that she once again made the acquaintance with that beautiful woman of ocean blue wings named Amaerilde. It was a good conversation, until she perceives those crimson petals which she considered blossomed being shattered amidst the wide garden of her memories. Her heart being broken, she had come to realize after a spark of anger displayed by Amaerilde that Basten attempted to steal other woman's hearts. The lupin could not believe it... Yet whatever happen, happen. Such is the cold flow of life..
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Zefa had found herself alone... Exploring the canvas of dark blue being drawn before her. The ocean, the wind following the mellowed rhythm of the ocean dunes. It was in short- the best possible place to relax, think. She truly was lost within her thoughts until Basten came in. She was shattered, frozen by the cycle of winter and summer being terrible again. She could not help, but- speak about it. Speak about what she had heard and for some reasons... Being an empath, the woman could not help, but understand his action. She however had taken the decision to consider resignation as an option.
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After that talk with Basten, could not help, but distance herself from Illburg for a while. It is during a night within this city of many colors that she had made the first acquaintance with a man named Betelgeuze. An Oracle. It was not too long until she felt understood... How strange... She has the tendency to very much feel misunderstand by many, she speaks between lines quite much and this man truly has been digging between those lines. She revealed her that she is one meant to be bearing the light, understanding the flow of life and accepting the turning of fate. How terrible it is that a single blow of the wind can grow in a tempest. Betelgeuze had gifted her a crown which is ornate with stardust eternally falling from this one and his light being embed within those flowers of golden and orange.
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' It is after that day that she had come to realize that resignation is never an option when after all... We all reach the same end one day... We all reach the same fate when the last grain of the existential hourglass falls... '
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Zefa had soon returned within Illburg in order to avoid the tempest for once , to once again follow the eternal flow of life. She had expressed to Basten how she truly feels about him stealing other woman's hearts. How shattered she becomes whenever she hears about it. The woman is far from misunderstanding his action, yet she does not feel comfortable to live into this... Life is limited, the grains are falling... She took the decision to leave his name behind, then go back under the flow of life.. Her heart speaking it's words, the spark of light blossomed within when she spoke those words.
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… Then the inner wings once again spread'd… Living with that blossomed flower within the garden of her memories.... Forever...
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Zefa was back again within Myllenoris, making the acquaintance with Amaerilde and Theo once again, yet speaking with Finley. It was however not quite long before she was drawn within the conversation, acknowledging the subject being Basten. The blue winged woman soon expressed the words gifted by the Rhoynish, terrible. It truly is terrible. She had soon taken the woman heating in fury in an embrace, a flow of light that emanates from the flower crown allow the woman to be calmed down. The only thing Amaerilde wished to do was to fight Basten and- honestly?... Zefa could never stop her, it is through the cycle of winter and summer that trees grows... It is through that day of winds and rains that the little mellowed blueish flower can bloom.
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Amaerilde soon came back from an expected fight with Basten. Crippling, she was beaten up and.. Even how much Zefa is empathic, the only thing she could have said was... 
Then she willingly aided walter in order to fix her a bit. This man Walter truly is not a man like the others-- however. He requested her to send a flow of healing magic. The lupin had soon approached, tending her palm before the drakanite's face, then focused upon the spark of light within... Which soon grew nourished by the understanding, the acceptance toward the flow of life. There is so much to learn from life... Too much to stop here, she gave her best in order to allow a new chapter to be written, then allowed that golden flower to bloom within her palm, affect the woman's face to fix her broken nose. That day is the day when the light truly had manifested itself, she had grown by this more... Peaceful... More understanding... It had changed her life forever.
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Walking amidst this wide garden called Myllenoris, she had once again made the acquaintance with Betelgeuze and... A child?... This child was a quite interesting one, displaying an observant nature, like herself. He speaks in a quite eccentric way, yet to her it is more then respectable. The free bird had expressed the Oracle that this crown had brought a flower of golden to blossom within the wide garden of her memories. One flower which changed the garden as a whole... She however made the acquaintance with a man speaking of bounties put into two occultists, she attempted to communicate him that one of them is acting because they are broken and misguided... There must be a way to save them, to her it is unfair to see someone stepping amidst such a dreaded path... The man had VERY quickly misunderstood her, yet at the least... She tried... However, when the woman came back too the conversation, she had promised to spread the light she has been gifted... Allowing that little golden flower to blossom within another's garden of memories...
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During that usual walk she does around Myllenoris, in the middle of the forest, she had soon seen something... Truly sad... The Oracle's body would be lying here, a sword passing through his skin, allowing those petals of crimson to fall one by one, the bearer of the sword being one of a darkened sun iris. Blind to the brightness of one's blooming desires.... Amidst her feminine visage felt a single petal of the golden flower- a tear... She had the belief of the summer coming, finally, but no-- it was the cycle again, allowing those growing willowing leaves upon her wicked branches to fall once again. Adding that day to that already heavy baggage of experiences, she had come to believe she is a mere unmoving glow amidst a sky full of moving stars. That she is meant to live until the last grain of sand falls to welcome an end she has been waiting after seeing yet so many pass as a single and slight spark off glow before her. She left, allowing the existence of Betelgeuze to be carved forever within her, promising herself to finish that tale he had begun...
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A tale pierced by one of an iris of a darkened sun... tears less then falling, whilst the tale is shattered... The willowing leaves merely awaiting to have it's chapter written, attempting to survive that endless cycle of seasons... Yet... The free bird allows resignation to come once again... The flow of life manifests itself once again, fate truly is the most terrible thing...
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A night, tears had manifests themselves- enough to allow more to flourish. An obvious visage of melancholy was painted upon her face... As a painted canvas, it was blank as if she gave up, but no... Resignation... She had made for the first time the acquaintance of Miura, one of the follower of Betelgeuze's light. He had proved himself to be almost as sad as herself if it's not...  More? This man upon the first sight merely seemed shattered, it brought her tears, such is empathy...
'I am so weak... I have failed...'
Again... The cycle of life truly is a terrible thing, it is amazing how the slightest blow of the wind can row in a tempest. Miura had revealed her being the new Oracle, she could not help but... Accept the title. Betelgeuze was the only man capable to understand her words, to read between the lines... Her words flourish beyond that thick shell of introversion in the most metaphorical way and... Betelgeuze truly was a blessing... She now bears his light and this blessing gifted by Betelgeuze… She allowed it's petals of golden to affect the man, to allow him to truly sense it and grow stronger from this one. She had sacrificed most of her power in order to bring a passionate soldier to get up, to at least keep that willowing leaf to survive the cruel cycle of seasons.
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Plans: 
-Fulfill Betelgeuze's will to allow his light to be a lighthouse to lost boats. Continue that unfinished tale.
- Sustain those which understands the cruel flow of life and has the desire to do something about it. Most likely those which wishes to follow Betelgeuze's light.
-Perhaps, eventually become a decent leader and applicate for mentoring. Because I merely am at the beginning of Zefa's tale.
-I want Zefa to be the typical sage you see in stories and some particular comics and movies. She is not too different, yet she shares her life experiences. She shares her pacticular perception of the world and allows the othrrs to do the same.
- Might very much one day invest in empathy, but we'll see at this point.
Desired Perks: 
Holy
Blessing
Additional Information:
At first i was only going to applicate for holy, but i was sitting on some logs i felt like it derserve more. I supposed it was worth trying.
I crave cannabis.
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Approved for Holy & Blessing!!
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