Mor Aravethis

the Stellar Mantle, appears as though woven from the fabric of the cosmos itself. The main body of the robes resembles a living night sky, adorned with countless stars that flicker and shimmer softly, their light shifting like a gentle breeze across the heavens. The fabric flows with a weightless grace, its edges trailing faint wisps of luminous mist that fade into the air like comet tails. Along the hem and cuffs, glowing runes of divine light inscribed in an ancient tongue pulse faintly, as though alive with the wearer’s essence.   The hues of the mantle shift depending on the angle, blending deep indigos, radiant golds, and silvery whites into an ever-changing display of celestial beauty. Draped over the shoulders is a flowing celestial veil that displays a moving tapestry of nebulae and galaxies, giving the impression of wearing the universe itself. The robes are fastened at the chest with the Celestial Crest, a crystalline brooch in the shape of a rising star that amplifies the wearer’s divine power and solidifies their connection to the heavens.

Nyrelle Aravethis was born into the storied House Aravethis, an ancient lineage of elves renowned for their mastery of the arcane arts and their service to the Sainted Dominion. Her family lived in Moonveil Spire. While her kin boasted generations of powerful mages and scholars, Nyrelle’s birth brought an unexpected twist to the family’s legacy. She was born without the gift of magic.   From a young age, Nyrelle understood that her lack of magical aptitude set her apart. Her siblings excelled in weaving spells and commanding the arcane, while she struggled to light a single candle with enchantments. This inability earned her scorn from many in Moonveil Spire, even within her own family. To her parents, however, Nyrelle was still cherished. Her mother often whispered, “The stars guide you in ways we cannot see,” as she brushed Nyrelle’s hair each night.   Her solace came not from spellbooks but from the family armory, where ancient relics and weapons were kept. At ten years old, she discovered an Ecliptic Blade, a ceremonial sword forged in starlight. While the blade was inert to most, it hummed with faint energy when Nyrelle touched it. Drawn to its beauty, she began practicing with it in secret, guided by an old retired armsmaster named Kaelris Thornveil, who saw potential in her physical strength and determination.   Nyrelle trained in secret for years, honing her body and reflexes while her siblings studied spellcraft. She proved to be a natural warrior, her movements fluid and precise. Her lack of magic, far from being a hindrance, became her strength; she relied on skill, strategy, and resilience, qualities her spellcasting peers often overlooked.   At 50, during an annual Starlit Vigil, a celestial event where the people of Moonveil gathered to meditate beneath the Eternal Starfield, Nyrelle experienced a life-changing moment. As she gazed at the stars, a vision overtook her: a woman cloaked in starlight, wielding a blade of pure celestial energy, standing as a protector against a shadow creeping through the cosmos. When the vision faded, Nyrelle found herself clutching the Ecliptic Blade, which now glowed faintly with an inner light.   This event caused a stir in her family and the community. The elders claimed her vision was a divine calling, a sign that her path lay not in the arcane but in service to the goddesses. For the first time, Nyrelle felt pride in her difference, believing she had found her purpose.   At 80, Nyrelle left Moonveil Spire and journeyed to the Sanctum of Radiance, where the Sainted Dominion trained its saints. Despite her lack of formal magic, she quickly distinguished herself as a prodigy in combat. Her vision of the celestial woman fueled her determination, and her connection to the Ecliptic Blade grew stronger.   Her instructors were particularly impressed by her ability to channel divine energy through sheer willpower, a rare gift for someone untrained in magic. They began to see Nyrelle as a bridge between the physical and spiritual realms, a warrior who could stand on equal footing with the most skilled mages and saints.