Mazar, Aviva “Anabla” (3341)

= **Aviva “Anabla” Mazar** =

*Noble, Courteer, Eborlan Hand*

Aviva "Anabla" Mazar, hails from the esteemed Mazar family, born in the year 3341. She is the eldest daughter of Shoshana and Yonah Mazar.  She was born in the Binheyl Mastery, the ancestral lands of the Mazer family in the Southern Eborlan Kingdom of the Unions.  She, by blessing of her mother, is the leader of her siblings.  Growing up, Aviva has always had family at her side who played integral roles in her life.

The family tree unfolds as:

* 3337: Esra Mazar
* 3340: Efron Mazar
* 3341: Aviva Mazar
* 3342: Tzvia Mazar
* 3343: Ofra Mazar
* 3344: Chedva Mazar

### The Early Years - 3350

Aviva was doted on and loved by Shoshana, a mother who wanted to help her family succeed at whatever their calling.  Aviva was regularly pulled along with her mother to oversee countless projects, to walk the great Heyltir Tunnel and more.  There was always something Aviva could see and learn from.

Much of Aviva’s early life was akin to an apprenticeship under her mother, the Master of Binheyl, a prestigious and lofty position both within the Mazer family and the larger Union Kingdoms of Wianeg.

### The Eborian Court - 3358

In 3358, at the age of 17, Aviva was chosen to represent her family at the prestigious Witaneg court of Eborlan Kingdom. Despite feeling a calling for courtly life, Aviva discovered herself to be remarkably unskilled in the intricacies of courtly matters. She always felt a little overwhelmed, and that tension only seemed to vanish when in the following year, Tzvia, her younger sister arrived at the court to become Aviva’s aide.  Tzvia was highly intelligent but lacked any of Aviva’s social graces.

Between the two of them, they often made a good impression on the various members of the court.  Tzvia was able to help Aviva navigate knowledge of history, culture, medicine, faith, and more.  While Aviva took on the role of face, and tactician. However, little time elapsed before the shadow of war loomed large in 1360.

### The Eighth Ghoul War - 3360

Given the mantle of overseeing the Mazar family's military endeavors, Aviva faced the challenge of not only representing her family but also commanding their forces with efficacy. Her older brother Esra, a capable leader, took charge of rallying the members of the vayzhuk to war. Despite their small stature, the Mazar family achieved notable victories in the defense of Eborlan.

During this time, Aviva earned the affectionate nickname "Anabla" from King Guaidre Comhghan of Eborlan, who grew fond of the Mazar family and their valiant contributions. By the war's conclusion, Esra, Efron, and Tzvia found themselves physically and emotionally drained from the battles, their swords dulled, and bodies weary. In contrast, Aviva garnered praise and awards at the Eborlan court, gaining recognition for her leadership on the battlefield.  Aviva rarely saw the Ghoul Lands, instead looking at maps and planning defenses, often with Efron at her side.

Her father, Yonah, was regularly deployed along with Stags, and armors.  One of Aviva’s first tactical choices, and to the delight of King Guaidre Comhghan, and his son Prince Aislinge Comhghan both applauded to the annoyance of other court tacticians and generals.  Aviva ordered the evacuation of all border villages, with Efron arranging housing, and shelter in the Heyltir Tunnel.  The evacuation of civilians only leaving professional soldiers and brave conscripts hindered the casualties, and allowed far more evasive tactics to the armies.  The other generals, such as Maeve and Saoirse Burke saw the damage to productivity to great of a price to pay for the tactic.  Yet some courtsmen like Iago Fortun, and Virgo Leyba thought it was an interesting tactic and moved in much of their own forces to make camp in the now ghost villages.

### The Eighth Ghoul War Aftermath - 3363

After the war, Eborlan found their farming, and other industries quickly recovered as civilians returned to their homes. Aviva stood watch as Ash Bricks were made and fitted into the new wall.  She watched loved ones inscribe names and well wishes, every brick a failure on her part.  Tzvia was returned to Aviva’s side following the war.

Thanks to the praise by the Fortun, Comhghan, and Leyba families, Aviva and Tzvia found themselves invited to the Grand Court of Witaneg and left the Eborlan court behind.  King Guaidre gave Aviva the honorary title of Eborian Hand, so she could act with his authority at the court.  It was very overwhelming for the young vayzhuk.

### The New Consecrator - 3364

However, destiny had more grand plans for Aviva. Less than a proper year into her time at the Grand Court, Grand King Laomann Rothach declared Aviva would return home, and Aviva’s hard swelled with hope, only to be dashed when he announced come Spring, she would father what she could and head out to join the newly appointed Consecrator in Luminor.

While home, Shoshana assigned all of her siblings to support Aviva.  And so, the young verter said goodbye to her home, gathered what was precious to her and departed with her siblings and their men in tow.  They were given mounts, and pack beasts, and wagons by the Grand King as they headed south to Luminor.

Aviva embarked on a march to Ciel to join Severus in the unfolding chapter of Reclamation. This marked a pivotal moment in Aviva's journey, as she stepped onto a new stage of responsibility and service, ready to contribute her skills and determination to the endeavors of Severus Bellamie and his company.

### At Ciel - 3364

As of 3364 she is unwed and Twenty-Three years old.  In that same year, she along with her siblings arrived at the capital city of the Kingdom of Luminor, Ciel.  The size and wasted space of it was overwhelming to them.  The owl statues were cute and seemed oddly welcoming.  Esra often remarked to his kin how much he enjoyed them.

One of the first things Aviva realized was how much stricter the class system was here then back home in Eborlan.  Commoners were expected to be far more polite than their noble overlords.  There was flowery talk and roses between nobles, and those who were blunt and straightforward were rare.

She had a chance meeting with Guillaume Rictor Moulin and his two landed commoner underlings.  Witnessing only the ending moments of their feuding, she could not rightfully side with either, before both the commoners were sent away with stressed exasperation. Lord Moulin even defended the honor of the Mazar family with a thrown punch.  He became a de facto chaperon for the Mazar family until at the Grove d’Ciel he was able to hand their metaphorical reigns over to his nephew, the Consecrator, Severus Bellamie the Third.

Aviva was quick to make companionship and friendship with Severus, even if she had to hold back her sister, Ofra, from offering her body to the Consecrator.  It was quickly brushed off as a joke and a smart little, “stay away from my sisters’ by Aviva.

The Inner Grove was unlike anything Aviva had ever experienced, and it was strange and mystical.  However, much of their future was laid on their shoulders while she was there.  It was nice for her to see the scope of her future duties, and as they retired she ended up tagging along on various missions and missives, before sitting in on the impromptu ‘war’ room of the Consecrator convoy.

### The Vow - 3364

Aviva as the Eborian Hand, and representative of Witaneg she had to take a Vow of Consecration, following Severus’s own speech she read a little poem written by Tzvia.

* In the shadow's embrace, I make my vow,
* A pledge of loyalty, unbroken, now.
* Like ash that clings to the hearth's cold embrace,
* I bind my loyalty to a steadfast grace.
* Through the fires that test, like embers remain,
* In loyalty's name, unyielding terrain.
* Through trials and tribulations, thick and rash,
* I stand resolute, unyielding as ash.
* In the aftermath of battles, charred and scarred,
* Loyalty persists, an undying shard.
* Like ash that settles after flames have passed,
* My allegiance holds, unwavering, steadfast.
* In the quiet moments, the ash may stir,
* Yet loyalty endures, a constant, sure.
* Through the winds of change, through the burning flash,
* I remain devoted, grounded in ash.
* So, hear this vow, as ashes might speak,
* A loyalty sworn, strong, and not weak.
* In the language of embers, where promises clash,
* I pledge my fealty, enduring as ash.

Tzvia made an effort to invoke the Ash Bricks of the great wall back home, and how upon cremation the dead serve their communities loyally.  It was morbid and powerful as a thing said among the people at the Vows of Consecration.