Ilvris Aldri-Fenrich

**Ilvris Aldri-Fenrich** is the elven King Consort of Quimere following his marriage to Queen Helena. He is known for his ability to use magic and his silver tongue.

## Appearance

Ilvris is a tall elven man with long white hair and brown eyes. A few braids are woven into his hair, which is usually slicked back out of his face. He is often seen wearing golden jewelry alongside the silver circlet that marks him as Quimere's king. He rarely removes his wedding band, which is situated on his left hand.

His casual attire consists of a loose-fitting white shirt, forest green waistcoat, brown pants and knee-high brown boots. Ilvris often ties his hair back into a ponytail when in his casual clothes as well.

When in battle, Ilvris rarely removes or hides away his wedding band like Helena does.

## Personality

Ilvris appears to be introverted, icy and cold towards those he doesn't particularly know well or trust. However, as described by his family, once you break through his walls, he is revealed to be a rather warm person who cares deeply for those he loves.

He thinks and acts with a more logical mind, which can lead to issues where an emotional touch is required. It doesn't help that he grew up isolating himself, so social cues tend to go over his head.

## History

### Early Life

Ilvris Aldri was born the youngest among seven children to the elven king of a kingdom hidden away deep in one of the neighboring kingdoms to the Royal Empire. From a young age, he spent most of his time in the palace's library to escape the teasing and ridicule of his older siblings. It was here that he read every book that the palace had, finding a niche interest in magic. As he grew older, he would spend his time studying the arcane tomes and spellbooks that his family had collected over the years. He would later reveal that this desire to study so much came not only from it being his escape, but to surpass his siblings' own magical abilities.

His self-imposed isolation would have an impact on his social skills later in life.

### Arranged Marriage

Things for Ilvris would change drastically when his home kingdom was visited by a queen from a country in the Royal Empire across the sea. Queen Helena Fenrich had come asking for assistance in protecting her kingdom from the pirate raids that seemed to plague it and recently took her father's life. While the Aldri family promised to help, it didn't come without a price. In order to earn their protection and secure an alliance, a marriage was proposed between Helena and Ilvris. If she agreed, she would get the help that she so desired. Helena accepted without hesitation, leaving an unconsulted Ilvris stunned and enraged.

As always, Ilvris immediately secluded himself in the library to stew over his newfound trouble and try to find a way out of it. He couldn't, and matters were only made worse when two of his siblings arrived to check on him. What was supposed to be a way to find a solution to his problems turned into Ilvris shouting and ranting about his current situation. Ilvris didn't want to be married off to someone he had never met. He didn't want to marry at all. All he wanted to do was stay in the forest and study magic on his own, not be his father's political pawn. He tells his siblings that while he would do it for their father, and that was all. Helena was simply a human queen to him, and he would never see her as anything beyond that.

This was the first time that his siblings had seen him so emotional about anything before. They managed to calm him down, telling him that perhaps this was for the best. Ilvris loved studying, so what could be better than studying a new culture, new history, new places... even new magic. While their words worked to put him at ease for now, it did nothing to change how he felt about it all.

The next day, Ilvris remains cold towards his new fiancée when they meet formally, not knowing that Helena overheard his heated rant to his siblings. All he knows is that every time that Helena looked at him, there was sadness lingering behind her eyes. At the time, he brushed it off as her still being in mourning over her father's death, failing to realize that it was because of him.

### Opening His Heart

Things didn't get much better for Helena and Ilvris upon his arrival in Quimere. Since the ceremony would take a lot of time to plan, it had been decided that Ilvris would leave with Helena to live with her as soon as they had been engaged. To Ilvris, it was not ideal. He was suddenly uprooted from his home with very little consultation on his part and taken to a place that he knew little to nothing about. He had a right to be upset and frustrated. But arguing against it was pretty much useless. So, he's silently brooding on the journey back and Helena is pretty much quiet, unsure what to do aside from tune her lyre and play, which gets on the prince's nerves about halfway through the trip.

Upon arriving at the castle, Helena is kind enough to give him a tour of his new home. The whole time Ilvris is quiet, his expressions are hard to read and Helena's doing her best to make him comfortable with the situation that they've found themselves in. While she's trying to remain positive and Ilvris is positively acting like an angsty teenager, there are a handful of staff that are gossiping about the newcomer, watching his every move as he follows their queen around the castle and turning away when he glances at them.

Needless to say that there are some in the castle, as well as in the kingdom, that are not all too happy about this sudden newcomer that their queen is going to be marrying. This caused rumors to spread amongst the people. It certainly didn't help that Helena seemed to be handling most of the preparations while Ilvris had locked himself behind the castle walls. All he wants to do is study magic, and he's going to continue doing that in his spare time. It doesn't help the growing rumors at all. And there are plenty of people who think that the marriage shouldn't go through. It's a pretty bad situation, but only Helena seems to be making an effort. A failing effort, but an effort nonetheless since her usual method is through song, which has done nothing but annoy Ilvris.

Since Ilvris rarely came out of the room he had claimed as his study or his room and most of the staff had found him difficult to deal with, Helena soon takes it upon herself to visit him and bring him a meal she made. As she expected, he is quiet. Though, he is surprised that it was the queen that chose to visit him rather than the usual maid. He says nothing as Helena speaks, simply making small talk before taking her leave and leaving him a bit confused. That... wasn't the job of a queen. What the hell was she up to?

Helena keeps this up, talking to him every time she visits and even though he says nothing, merely continuing whatever he had been doing, she does take note that he does not tell her to leave. He begins to take notice of her presence, often stopping when she came by. He doesn't understand the woman at all. It gets to the point where he decides to break his silence one evening.

"Why?" he asks, stopping Helena in her tracks. "Why are you doing this?"

She places the tray down on his desk and explains, "I understand that this isn't ideal for you. It isn't for me, either. I wish to protect my people, and that is why I agreed." She turns to him. "However, that does not mean we have to be strangers. We are to be the rulers of this place. My father once described it to me as a partnership. And partners should know each other. At least a little." She leaves, and Ilvris is quiet, only eating when she's gone and mulling over her words.

The next day, he starts to spend his time in the castle's library rather than his own private quarters.

### Falling in Love and Becoming a Family

Things have been slowly improving between Helena and Ilvris to the point where Helena is certain that they've become friends -- their small talks turning into conversations when Helena visits. Talks about various topics such as the kingdom's history, geography and more, as well as a bit of their own personal likes and dislikes. That's when Ilvris experiences one of the raids that Helena had sought help for in the first place.

He takes a step out of the castle, although stays within the walls, to take a moment to get fresh air in the garden that Helena had asked to be constructed. "Something that feels like home," she had called it. He begins to contemplate his situation. Helena has proven to be good at conversing and has been able to teach him as much as she can about the kingdom -- answering any questions he has while getting him to open up without even realizing it until then. Was he beginning to enjoy himself?

Ilvris is snapped out of his thoughts when he hears a commotion outside of the walls and soldiers preparing for battle. When he had read about the raids, he hadn't expected them to be as bad as he had witnessed when he went to the top of the castle walls to get a better look. He is shocked to find a much large army than he expected attacking the farmland that lines the back of the castle from the forest that serves as the kingdom's border. And at the head of Quimere's forces is Helena. As their queen, it is her duty to defend her kingdom now that her father is gone. And with the invaders so close to the castle, it was an opprotunity for them to see how the strong the queen was.

As Ilvris watches the battle, he learns that despite her prowess with music and her joy of it, Helena isn't a bard like her title would suggest. In fact, she has no magic in her blood. She's a fiercer fighter than he expected, and it's hard for him to look away until he has to. The battle starts to turn in the favor of the raiders. Helena's words echo in his mind. Their engagement and task as rulers of the kingdom meant that they were partners. While partners should know each other, there is one thing that nags the back of Ilvris' mind. Partners also worked together to complete their goals. Helena shouldn't have been alone.

Wondering why she hadn't asked him to step out with her, Ilvris quickly prepares to join the fight himself, despite the warnings of the castle guard that had remained behind. This was his kingdom now as well. He should be acting like it. What kind of king would he be if he sat back and watched? He makes it to the battle within record time, surprising the soldiers and Helena as he joins the fight. He explains what he realized earlier and asks the queen why she said nothing to him. The raid had been so sudden that there was no time to warn him about anything, especially since she couldn't find him in any of his usual places. Somewhat satisfied with her answer, they continue to fight with Ilvris making her promise to "try a bit harder next time."

And so, the fight continues for quite a while until Helena begins to realize that they might be outmatched. With the raiders so close to the castle and already having taken out half of the farmland, her home's fall seems inevitable, and sadness graces her eyes once again. Her fiancé takes notice of this. Unlike before where he felt confusion, something... else takes its place. Something that he can't quite explain. Which causes him to ignore Helena's shouts as he runs to the front line with staff in hand. Even if the people have little to no magic at their disposal, Ilvris does. All that studying wasn't for nothing. He manages to dispatch a large group of raiders fairly quickly with a large-scale spell that he might've put a bit too much power into. It's enough to make the remaining raiders retreat, leaving Quimere victorious. ...and then he proceeds to pass out right there on the battlefield because not even he should be able to use that much magic at once without having to deal with the consequences. The last thing he hears is Helena's shouts as sleep overtakes him.

His eyes open to the unfamiliar melody and his body feels like lead. He's in his room, staring at the ceiling. There's someone sitting beside him. It's Helena, playing a song on her lyre. She strikes a sour note when she realizes that he's staring at her.

Ilvris slowly sits up, his head heavy as Helena asks if he's alright. Aside from the dull headache that he's currently dealing with as a result of his own actions, he's completely fine.

"You scared us," she tells him as she settles down in her seat, her lyre now on her lap. "For a moment, I thought you were dead."

"No," he reassures her. "I exhausted myself." Magic is a powerful substance, and using too much of it all at once like that can have consequences. Wait... "How... How long have I been asleep?"

"Three days. Nearly four."

"..." The prince proceeds to hide his face in embarrassment.

Helena tries and fails to hide a laugh before she thanks him for helping on the battlefield, but asks him to never overdo it like that again.

"I won't," Ilvris says, "but I'll break it if under dire circumstances."

"What?"

"...it's as you said. We're partners. We are to rule this place together. If it is to protect you--" Ilvris catches himself. "If it is to protect your kingdom, then I'll gladly repeat my actions." Helena is quiet.

"But I don't want you to get hurt." Ilvris looks up at her, somewhat startled. She looks like she's about to cry. "Please... Please never scare me like that again." And... he's not sure what to say, so he lets his body speak for him, drawing Helena close and wrapping his arms tightly around her.

"That's one promise that I can keep."

It takes him a hot minute to realize what he's doing, and when he pulls back, Helena is kind of stunned. And Ilvris is too, trying to find a rational explanation for all of that just now. When he can't, he just sort of crawls back under the blankets and hides his face. When Helena gets up to leave, Ilvris calls her back.

"That song. What was it?" "

...it was something my mother used to play for me when I wasn't feeling well. It may sound childish, but I thought that it would help."

"Can you... keep playing? Please," he asks. Helena is surprised for a moment since he had found her music to be irritating for a while. Her smile grows as she sits back down, playing her song once more.

So, after a few more misadventures, Ilvris and Helena are eventually wed, having fallen in love with each other. Ilvris becomes the king consort to the Quimerian queen. The celebration lasts for about three days, and if we're being honest, the king consort barely remembers half of it. And eventually, over the years, the royal family grew to include Crown Prince Sylvan, Prince Brienne, Prince Leone and Princess Althana.

### Fateful Battle

While time passed and things appeared to be at ease, they were quite not. The raids had died down over the years due to Ilvris' presence brings the possibility of magic into Quimere's forces. The raiders lost the only advantage that they had. But that didn't mean that they were willing to give up. So they kept coming at them. It was on particular battle that would change the royal family drastically, when the children were still young. Sylan's tenth birthday had barely passed when the raid commenced. As per usual, the queen and her king were at the front of the fight, directing troops and doing their best to defend their home.

There were those who were not too happy about Ilvris when he first arrived at the castle. Over time, people began to respect their king the same way that they did their queen. But not everyone felt the same way. Including a few members of the kingdom who had allied with the people who were attacking them in hopes to dethrone the current royal family. There were a few of these traitors on the battlefield that day. And one in particular had their sights set on the king.

Ilvris' focus is almost always on two things when in combat: the spells he needs to cast, as well as Helena beside him to make sure that he can defend her openings and blind spots. He rarely needed to worry about defending himself. He and Helena had, over time, come to fight as one unit. So he thought that he didn't need to worry. Until it was too late. He heard someone shout -- what it was, he could never quite remember, it must've been a spell or a battle cry or something. Whatever it was, Ilvris was too slow to react to it. He turned to defend himself, seeing the silver arc coming down and--

"*ILVRIS!!*"

*Snap*.

Helena shoved her husband out of harm's way. There had been a sickening snap and a scream. Ilvris' eyes widened as he watched his wife's arm fall to the ground, Helena following shortly after. Helena hadn't been able to pull back in time. The world went deaf on his ears as he stared at Helena crying on the ground, clutching the bloody stump where her right arm had once been attached. And then he saw nothing but red.

Ilvris screamed, a wave of power rippling out from the eleven king and the attacker now realizing how badly they had fucked up. Whatever raiders and soliders had been spared by Ilvris' attack fled from the king's rage-fueled power. It was only when Helena called his name did he snap out of it, anger replaced by worry and fear. He dropped his staff, running over to where Helena was, quickly being tended to by the medics who had rushed out there. He held her as she sobbed, shaking and crying until she had passed out. As soon as she was bandaged and the bleeding had stopping, Ilvris carried her back to the castle himself, having only enough common sense remaining to order that the children be not allowed near them while in this current state.

### Undertaking Special Project

It's a day or two before the children are allowed to see their mother. The four of them immediately rush to her bedside. She looks tired, as if she had been unable to sleep. From what though, it's unclear. But it's clear to them that her right arm is missing. All that's left is a bandage stump where it once was. Ilvris is silent as he ushers the four in, sitting down next to his wife to help put her at ease.

It's Brienne -- the second oldest and currently nine years old -- that makes the first move, doing their best to make sure that everything's okay and help to ease their siblings into getting used to this new normal. But it becomes abundantly clear that there's one thing that's changed from their "normal" and it has a heavy impact on not only the family, not only the castle, but the whole kingdom itself. With the lost of her arm -- her domiant hand... Helena can no longer play her beloved music. Songs that the children had come to know and love, the moments where their mother would soothe them with her lyre and the lessons that she had been passing down to them were all gone now because of someone's selfish act.

The loss of her ability to play hit Helena pretty hard. It was her favorite thing, and now it was gone from her grasp. Ilvris saw this and sought a way to do what he could in his free time to help remedy it, tearing through book after book in the library to find some kind of an answer. He knows that there was a way to create a replacement limb with magic, but that would require magic to constantly be funneled into it. Only one who had magic in their blood could get it to work properly. And Helena had none. There had to be a way to get it to work for someone who didn't have magic. Ilvris knew that there had to be, and he was going to find it.

It took a few months -- as well as a small side venture into helping his children craft a lute for Althana so the little girl could bring back music for her mother -- before Ilvris found his answer. There was a way for those without magic to be able to use it, and that was through the alchemical arts. So, he contracted a local alchemist that had been living in the capital to assist him in a special project. Three years of hard work later, the pair would have the first in a long line of prosthetic limbs made with alchemy for the average people to use.

Helena cried when presented with the arm, bringing a tear and a smile to Ilvris's eyes. That smile only grew wider when he heard Helena play properly for the first time in three years.

### A Proposition and Althana's Disappearance

Quimere remained as calm and peaceful as it could until Althana turned eighteen. Shortly after celebrating the princess's coming of age, a visiting dignitary had come with the offer of an alliance between their kingdom and Quimere. They would provide Quimere with soldiers and stable protection all in exchange for their youngest daughter's hand. The dignitary made that expressively clear with their proposal that the Fenrich family would have to accept the offer or something bad would happen to their kingdom and family. Helena and Ilvris were left without much of a choice but to say yes.

History has begun to repeat itself with Althana being arranged to marry someone that she has never truly met before. This something Ilvris realizes and does his best to remedy so his daughter doesn't have to exactly go through the same things that he did with the exact same feelings -- like he had been cast away by his own family.

However, Ilvris is notoriously bad at emotional talks like this, and fails to remember this fact when he goes to talk to his distraught daughter, who has secluded herself away in the garden. Althana tells her father that she prizes her freedom and the ability to make her own decsions more than anything else. She wants to keep that and not be forced into doing something just because of some "thinly-veiled threat". With how raids have progressed against the kingdom, Helena and Ilvris are not the type to take this sort of risk, but they do value their daughter's wish. Ilvris does his best to try and get her to see the brighter side of a situation in which they are not in control of. Althana doesn't want to have to deal with someone who not only made a threat against her family, against her home.

"It's worse that I don't care about them at all!" she says, and then Ilvris draws on his own experience with Helena to give a small bit of advice to his daughter.

"You'll learn to," he tells her. Althana's eyes well up with tears and she runs out of the garden as she tries not to cry. Ilvris extremely confused as to what he said and what he did wrong. He's talking to Helena about this later that night as their winding down for bed, explicitly telling her what he had told Althana. She realizes pretty quickly what happened and where it went wrong, explaining it when he still doesn't see it. He makes up his mind to try and talk to her again, this time with his wife by his side to sort of help. But, they don't really get the chance.

The next morning, Brienne rushes to their parents and siblings with a note in hand. Althana wasn't in her room when they went to wake her and try to talk to her. Most of her belongings are gone, and her lute -- her most prized possessions -- has vanished as well. The note that Brienne has is a goodbye. To Althana, if they were going to take her freedom away, then she was going to seize it herself to keep it. So she ran away, heartbroken to begin her own journey herself and left her family and home behind.

### Amorevole

Ilvris takes the time to celebrate his and Helena's wedding anniversary, setting off fireworks alongside King Kai and Lucifer. The following day, the royal family and their visitors released lanterns into the sky in hopes that it would guide Althana home.

## Abilities

* **Magic**: Like all elves, Ilvris has magic running through his veins. Years and years of self-study has left him rather proficient in the magical arts. His skill ranges from even the most basic of spells to the more powerful combat spells.

## Trivia

* On an alignment chart, he would be Neutral Good.
* If he had to be assigned an adventuring class, Ilvris would fall under the category of "Wizard".
* Ilvris often wears a corset under his clothes due to developing back issues from being hunched over his desk for days on end.
* He can get migraines from overworking himself or using his magic too much. Ilvris will shut himself up in his room when this happens. Sylvan and Althana both inherited this as well.