Jessamine Elensar

Jessamine

## Description

Petite, delicate and ethereal, her winged form is near perfect, though small. The gossamer wings that spring from her back are golden and silver, catching the light. Her hair is a shade of red that reminds one of a forest in autumn, her eyes gleam a golden color that sometimes pick up shades of blues and greens. Her body is marked in golden runes, though her right wrist is marked in green, the ivy like pattern cuffing her delicate wrist.

### Armor

Very little, mostly cloth (silk) or fine leather, occasionally pure silver or gold.

### Arms

A bow that appears golden and entwined with flowers and staff with a bird insigna

## History

Jessa will not hide that she was once a princess of the Court of Flowers. If she talks of her past, she will admit it freely. Born to the nobility of the Seelie Court, one may think she led a charmed life. But then, to mortals, the fey courts are but tales and those tales are often wrong. The fey courts, though styled light or shadow, are still filled with political games. And when dealing with creatures who are prone to mischief, twisting of words, games and intrigues, the games are often dangerous and sometimes lethal.

Jessa's family were not at the top of the nobility food chain, but they were not at the bottom either. They were of somewhat fertile unions, healers of note, mostly nature fey. When approached by the more powerful Court of Storms regarding a union between a prince of that house and Jessa, it was deemed a prosperous move. The Court of Storms would gain a bit more respectability and some wealth. The Court of Flowers would gain powerful allies and protectors. It all seemed quite the match, on paper.

Jessa met her betrothed and and knew she would not be able to obey. His eyes showed a cruelty that sent ice through her. His attitude was one of possession, entitlement and a sadistic glee. Possessing physical beauty and power, he consorted with those of the Shadow Courts and had no issue telling her that she would have to share his bed with others. Being the chaotic little being that she was, none of this appealed to her, no matter how beautiful or powerful he was.

Jessa rebelled. Instead of being the shy sprite of the garden, she began attending parties in the Fey-wilds, mingling with the lesser fey and mortals. She had no knowledge of the eyes watching her, and no knowledge that she had become a pawn in a very dangerous game. One evening she encountered a strange male, a dark angel with burning green eyes, obsidian skin and hair of silver. He was not fey, but she could smell magic, taste it on the air around him. She flittered about him like a moth to a flame, listening as he spoke of his ways of study, his arts, telling tales as they drank.

If the drug slipped into their drinks would have been more overt, both may have noticed. But as they drank the sweet fey wine, the feeling of euphoria and relaxation did not seem to be more than just a pleasant buzz. And if there had been no attraction between the two, the drug could not have inspired the passion that sprung up, it could not have enticed the need in either of them. One chance encounter plus one dark fey wishing to cause serious mischief and to play political intrigues led to three nights of forbidden passion between Jessa and the dark elven mage. And when she awoke on that forth day, she saw the marking on her wrist, the blue-green ivy the color of her dark angel's eyes. Upon his own wrist, a matching marking, the color as iridescent as Jessa's eyes and wings. They had bonded in the way of the fey and the bond was unbreakable though forbidden.

The two lovers swiftly found out that this was not going to go well for them. Both Jessa's family and the Court of Storms could not, would not let such an insult stand. Her own brothers came to end the union, knowing it would mean Jessa's death. It was only Aranlyn's gifts that prevented bloodshed, he managed to send them on their way, believing they sentenced their sister's mortal mate to death and Jessa as well. But such would only last until others reported seeing the two. So, they fled the Feywilds and sought a place to create a refuge, away from the Fey Courts.

### Skills

Jessa is a being of magic. She is well versed in elemental magics, but her magic is wild and can often have unexpected outcomes. A nature fey, she is at her best around flowers and plants. She as an affinity for animals and music.

### Major Flaw/Flaws:

As wild as nature often is, her entire being is chaotic. She can be happy one moment and in tears the next. Because she was forced to flee the fey realms, the only life she had known and then tricked into a bonding with a near stranger, she can be insecure of her place in the mortal lands.

### Minor Flaw/Flaws:

She is curious about everything and she often does not have any type of verbal filter. She can be possessive of what she deems hers.

## Personality

Jessa is mostly good natured. But she is fey, prone to mischief. She is not always aware that her actions may have consequences or that her idea of fun may not be welcome. She is at her best when happy, as are those around her. Many will find her charming, bringing smiles to faces that may not always smile. But her grief can also influence the moods of others. Aranlyn wisely does all he can to keep her mostly content.

### Beliefs

Joy and pleasure is what makes life worth living.

### Quirks

"If I lick it, it is mine" The fey can get very possessive of food, items and Aranlyn

### Relationships

Aranlyn Elensar - bonded mate

Louhsay Alamran - Pretty mage archer is new bestest friend.

Songs :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lDeB5sDealI&list=RDlDeB5sDealI&start\_radio=1

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjWcF1QJx1Y