Elisa Kautzer
Nickname(s): None (Could certainly make some up during the playthrough)
Alias(es): None
Occupation: Alchemist, Mage, Scholar, Herbalist – they all bleed together perfectly.
Physical
Age: 23
DOB (Date of Birth): 9th of December
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Eye colour: Seafoam blue
Hair colour: Dark crimson red
Hair length: Mid-back
Height: 172 cm (5.6 ft)
Weight: 56 kg
(125 lbs
)
Tattoos: Shoulder tattoo – Symbolises the ocean in swirling patterns.
Piercings: Earrings
Scars: No major scars
Other noticeable traits: Though physical prowess is not her forte, she possessed a surprising feline-grace in her movements. Fairly well-built, though nothing exceptional.
Psychological
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Hobbies: Elisa took after her mother from an early age, spending the vast majority of her childhood in the family library. Row after row of neatly lined up books with their spines facing outward made up the foundation of the family’s knowledge, each colour-coded with dots, sections arranged in alphabetical order.
Well-versed in certain arcane arts, she finds amusement and a satisfying, solemn enjoyment in honing it. Though, generally, not fit for combat, Elisa’s intuitive mind lets her weave her arcane arts into the very fabric of reality through the uses of powerful self-made enhancers, potions and through the general knowledge of the world around her.
Aromatic leaves, air scented by blossoms, tiny green saplings spiralling on their woody stems, sprawling with their sweet, pungent scents, Elisa always sought to her private herb garden to soothe herself. Neutering them was her bliss, and creating remedies out of them was her art.
Likes: Knowledge that might advance her practices. Cheerful company to intermingle with. Caring for people – Due to her motherly instincts being whetted her entire youth. The desire and inclination to learn. Nature is most precious is her eyes. Multiculturalism – intrigued by other races and their cultures.
Dislikes: Arrogance and ignorance is the root to all evil. Mindless beasts and human alike – emphasis on mindless. Selfishness, disruptive behaviour, lack of awareness. Unnecessarily crude and wrathful practices – killing something or someone in inhumane ways. Muck – though she’s well aware that it’s inevitable.
Fears: She never developed any fears per say, but she is wary in nature, having read singular, unsettling tales suggesting unspeakable terrors lurking in the looming forests and decrepit ruins of old.
Personality: Elisa is a warm and welcoming soul, with a healthy dose of scepticism and wariness. She’s realistic in her thought processes – though finding brute force a primitive affair, she never doubts its effectiveness. However, to her, experimental techniques, incantations and tonics can overcome things a sharpened sword cannot. She’s a curious person, with a burning desire to explore, document and teach. Her feisty nature shines through every once in a while, generally if distressed or in an exceedingly happy, playful mood. She may undergo certain emotional bursts under pressure due to lack of experience.
She believes herself superior in some regards, a view that occasionally seeps through her kind exterior. Generally, though, she remains a kind-hearted person with an attractive, accommodating personality, kind, considerate, and diplomatic, well-spoken and sharp-witted, if stubborn and inexperienced outside the comfortable boundaries of her homestead.
Ons/Offs:
Ons:Rape – Romance (Contradicting, I’m aware, but I’m an avid fan of both), restriction, threesome/foursome, affection, multiple orgasms, face-fucking, sensory deprivation, sweat, horns, sexual frustration, teasing, sexual exhaustion, breath control, choking, mind break (Some are not included here, as they likely won’t be relevant. See original tread.)
Offs: Excessive gore, snuff, scat, watersports. (Offs seem short, but honestly, there’s too many fetishes to name them all.)
Hard Limits: The usual suspects.
Capacities
Skills: Adaptive mind, sharp wit, razor-sharp mind, horseback riding, knowledge on most of the categorised wildland creatures and the fauna within. While not healing per say, Elisa’s adept at brewing soothing teas, ointments and medicines, while also being able to clean wounds and gashes.
Supernatural abilities: Elisa’s magical capabilities are not exceedingly strong in their own merit, but when strengthened through emboldening vapours, prismatic dusts or energizing runes and signs of power, it significantly widens the pool of spells and magic she can wield.
It doesn’t come without risk though, as it’s resource intensive, both through physical and mental efforts, but also through inventory, as some certain enchantments require rare and lucrative ingredients, runestones, crystals.
Alternate forms: None.
Background
Elisa was the youngest acknowledged daughter of Trystan Kautzer, head of the prosperous Kautzer merchant family of the South. She grew up spoiled in a wealthy family, along with her two older sisters. Her father was kind and neutering, though absent for a vast majority of her childhood due to affiliations and his tireless ambition to provide for his family.
Her mother sought comfort in books and ageless scriptures, eager to plumb the depths of her knowledge and share with her daughters, certain techniques and alchemical processes she had found to yield wondrous and terrifying results. The family’s knowledge of horticulturalism grew with every passing season as their continued planting, harvesting, and brewing began to bear the fruit of their labour.
Over the years, the small ancestral delegation accumulated many rare and elusive volumes on ancient herbal properties and arcane disciplines, and often set to enjoy several weeks immersed in comfortable study at a time, cooped up together in their own venerable, rumour-shadowed manor.
Soon, the family had released numerous volumes of famous encyclopedias, cultivating the principles of medicine brewing, potion crafting, relic and ritual, the magical properties of the unbent, poisoned earth.
Elisa’s adventurous spirit eventually lead her to the conclusion, that, if she wished to further her knowledge, she would have to experience them first hand. And so, she set out in search of a small, dedicated group of individuals, bonded by their mutual yearning for the unknown, spurred on by her unquenchable thirst to unearth the world’s ever-expanding, cloying horrors that lay bump in the night.
How I Look
Elisa was a tall, lithe young woman with orange sunset locks, capturing light in vibrant ruby hues; flowing in a gentle, warm river of lava to her mid-back. She had an even peaches-and-cream complexion, and striking seafoam blue eyes. She’s slender and delicate, well-read and brilliant in her arcane practices. On the road, she’s cladded in withered leather, hooded rope sheltering her from the weather while the layers beneath grant acceptable defensive capabilities without restricting movement and ease of access.
Around her waist is a belt, brimming with trinkets, baubles, clattering flasks, pouches of herbs, remedies and powders. Naturally, tucked away within her voluminous rope, a few certain books lie in wait, eager to be read and written.
Reference picture:
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