Leora Scarlett

Though chronologically she is well over a thousand years old, biologically Leora was barely 100 years old when she entered the timeless magical prison known as The Tyrant's Gaol - placing her in the prime of her adult life(Comparable to a 25-30 year old Human) physically. Obsessive about her own safety and of her own bodily autonomy, Leora is in extraordinarily good physical condition after a life spent neurotically obsessing over staying in control of every aspect of her life - her physicality being one of the first and simplest parts of herself that she could exert control over, even from a young age. Overall, she is healthy and fit and in prime physical condition - and without ailment, illness, or abnormality.   And when factoring in the events of her life which led to her swallowing and absorbing the essences of two distinct deities(Leading to unknown changes in her own biology), Leora is likely in divinely good shape - and may well be beyond the mortal condition, though nothing has been able to confirm the state of her own mortality since her imprisonment or after her escape from said imprisonment.

Fair-skinned and supple, Leora's body is immaculately well-groomed, well-cleaned, and well-taken care of in every way - she has little body fat and is instead taller and lankier than many other women, with a subtle strength about her body from years of bodily training and exercise. Going even further, it would not be an exaggeration to call Leora's bodily appearance to be a reflection of her own vanity - she has likely used magic to enhance her own physical appearance, curvature, and the like to the point of manic obsession, and is obsessively fastidious and meticulous about her appearance even down to the brands of clothing she wears, the mines from which the gold that makes up her jewelry came from, and the names of those who otherwise made her clothes. There is, ultimately, not a single part of Leora's body that she has not carefully obsessed and fussed over for hours or days on end - her appearance immaculately designed and curated for whatever possible need she has.   She has even, ultimately, been known to drastically alter her body - primarily via dieting and mundane means, though magical means are not beyond her means or against her interests - if the situation or goal she enters or seeks calls for it.

Although Leora's face is every bit as immaculately maintained as her body and carries a simple mature elegance and beauty to it, it is in many ways the ever-present window into her true nature - particularly her eyes, which are known to resist all attempts she makes to recolor or disguise their appearance; Always appearing in a Blue-and-red Heterochromatic pattern and tinting the skin around her eyes with religious markings of a deep sapphire coloration - a blessing believed to originate from her time as the champion of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother that once rendered both her eyes a brilliant sapphire until her service to Asmodeus, The Archfiend stained one pupil as red as hellfire. Though her lips and face are often as immaculately maintained as the rest of her body, and her ears and forehead are often adorned with beautiful jewelry, Leora's eyes are the two imperfections she can never truly master - as those who are astute observers and readers of body language can often peer into the deep crimson and sapphire wells of her eyes and come to comprehend the depth of her neurosis, and her own despicable nature. Furthermore, from a more simpler perspective, she is rarely seen without a scowl or look of disdain - which is often more of a blemish upon her face than any scar or imperfection.

Ultimately, Leora's hair is her most identifying feature - her natural hair color is a bright fiery orange(A color once associated with evil and demonic influence in many ancient cultures), and though she sometimes dyes it to allow her to blend into a given group or area, it is believed to be her proudest and most beloved feature; And one that she spends up to four hours each night combing and washing and obsessively picking at until it shines with a luster and beauty that rivals even the most beautiful diamonds.

Leora has few, if any, outwardly obvious physical quirks - something she has even gone to great personal lengths to ensure. However, her internal anatomy is a different story - as she is believed to have been, by the time of her imprisonment within The Tyrant's Gaol, more of a hellish devil native to Malefacta than the living Greater Human she was born as. Most of her physicality and biology was believed to have been drastically and painfully altered and twisted when she entered into service to Asmodeus, The Archfiend such that there is likely little left of her true self beyond her outward appearance - a fact which likely causes her no end of suffering, as her own Hellish anatomy writhes and torments her for each second it spends away from the soul-scorching wastelands of Malefacta it is otherwise native to.

One of the first warlocks documented in Corexian History, Leora is such an ancient practitioner of the Warlock arts - selling one's soul and making pacts with higher creatures to attain power - that her most famous epithet of Wǣrloga originally was naught but the term ancient Corexian Tribes used for Warlocks and Witches and any who practices similar magicks; A term that meant Liar, Traitor, Bond-Breaker, and Oathbreaker in equal measure. Fittingly, Leora is a warlock of truly bottomless power - containing divine shards within her of both Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother and Asmodeus, The Archfiend that she has had over a thousand years of imprisonment to study and master, Leora wields all the power of a Warlock with virtually none of the downsides due to severing her own pacts long ago in such a manner as to preserve the power she had gained from them.   Now, capable of wielding Hellfire and Uttercold as easily as breathing and on a scale capable of freezing over or melting entire countrysides in mere seconds, she is a threat of world-ending proportions that has mastered the two elements within her to truly dizzying levels - allowing her to meld them in strange and fantastical ways that defy imagination.

Ever a lover of luxury and obsessive over appearances, Leora is never seen wearing anything less than the most beautiful and cutting-edge fashions - often wearing a vast wealth of jewelry, adornments, and the like alongside the finest dresses she could possibly find, Leora spends hours each day fussing and obsessing over her appearance to a level that enters in the realm of neurosis; Finishing only when her appearance is ever bit as immaculately presented as her body itself.

Virtually every single article of clothing, jewelry, or thing Leora allows to touch her body is specialized in some form or fashion - never one to spring for mass-produced or commonly available equipment or clothing, each and every item Leora wears or uses was commissioned personally from a creator or seller she came to appreciate or was otherwise pleased with; Some of which vanished forever after giving her what she wanted, as if Leora sought to ensure none could ever use the secrets of her equipment or clothing's construction against her ever again. Others, she simply enslaved or forced amnesia upon - while a rare few she left untouched as she worked through proxies and secondary channels to commission and procure the item.   Whatever the case, Leora wears little in the way of armor or external "battle equipment" - instead, she has a vast wardrobe of magical trinkets commissioned to protect and ward her physical form from virtually all threats and an enormous array of clothing items(Mostly Dresses or Bodysuits) that are both magically enchanted to aid her in battle and reinforced to allow her full range of motion and utmost comfort regardless of where is she or what she is doing. Perhaps most infamously, Leora was known to keep an entire army of hellish lemures and other damned servitors on staff in her palace located within the fifth layer of Malefacta, within the innermost districts of Ibririel, the City of Heresy, for the simple purpose of keeping her vast wardrobe clean and maintained for her personal use to her exacting and neurotic specifications.

Though most of the details on Leora's life before adulthood were never recorded and thus have been largely lost to time, enough scattered fragments have been assembled in the centuries since her imprisonment within the magical prison known as The Tyrant's Gaol that some manner of pseudo-complete record of her history has been recorded and survived through the ages - largely thanks to a singular man; The ancient historian of the Age of Heroes, Tatton the Trite, from whom many of the most factual and unbiased accounts of the Age of Heroes come from.   Believed to have been born into the prestigious Willoughbye family in the lands of what is now the south-western Lowland Fiefs(Specifically the lands in the shadow of the Barrier Peaks Mountain Range's westernmost edge), one of the few families to claim a direct line of descendants that connected them to High Humans that had survived the Age of Barbarity prior to the Age of Heroes, Leora is believed to have been born under the birth name of Twyla - though little information survives to corroborate this fact. Ultimately, though the Willoughbye family was one of the most famous to emerge from the Age of Barbarity as one of the sole forces of heroism and good that had survived the maddening chaos of the times that had even managed to protect a handful of villages near its family estate(An extreme rarity during the Age of Barbarity) who otherwise went to great lengths to document their lineage, the only surviving account believed to reference Leora's birth comes from a diary recovered from the estate of the Kinsleye family in the eastern reaches of what is now the Lowland Fiefs - which spoke of an ancient head of the family going to the Willoughbye Estate for the birth of their new child 'Twyla', but leaving the ceremony abruptly due to personal circumstances.   What transpired during the first twenty one years of Leora's life, then, remains a delicious mystery for many scholars and historians of the Age of Heroes - her own family going to extreme lengths to erase her from their own records, Leora's story does not truly begin until the year 709 AF, when surviving records of the time mention a great conflagration which consumed nearly 30% of the Willoughbye Estate and through unclear circumstances spread to the surrounding area before it could be contained; Ultimately leading to the destruction of several nearby villages under the family's protection and the deaths of many thousands of people in the Estate itself and the surrounding lands under the family's protection. Though the exact cause of this great fire has no recorded cause in surviving accounts, modern historians broadly agree that it was likely caused by young Leora(Then known as Twyla) herself - most likely during her flight from her family estate, where she was likely kept prisoner for the first twenty one years of her life. Further bolstering this interpretation of history, only a scant few months after the fire at the Willoughbye Estate, a woman under the name "Leora" is documented as entering the faith of The Uttercold Mother as an acolyte at her greatest and most prominent temple, Dauchanár's Frozen Heart, at the very northern edge of the continent of Corexus atop Blistersnap Glacier. As with many facets of Leora's life, the exact reasons and the 'whys' of what led her to seemingly venture across the entire continent and enter into the service of such a foreign and unpopular Goddess are ultimately lost to time and likely known only to Leora herself - but with the benefit of the historical record and keen insight, many modern scholars have postulated that, especially factoring in Leora's later service to The Archfiend, she may well have been attempting to flee from the Archfiend's Influence in her life by entering into the service of a Goddess she believed to be his diametric opposite, hoping to find protection and safety within the ranks of her faithful and its frigid, remote location.   Whatever the case, Leora seems to have truly come into her own for the first time during her service to The Uttercold Mother - as documents and surviving reports of the faithful from this time speak of her as a prodigal daughter of the faithful; a woman so gifted and so ardent in her faith that just in the span of a scant decade, Leora had risen to the prestigious position of The High Hand; A position that placed her as the living avatar and chosen daughter of The Uttercold Mother in the Materia Sphere - a position that held equal standing and station to the High Priest or Priestess of the faithful, and served as the Goddess's voice to her children. From all that can be gathered of the ancient and modern faiths of the The Uttercold Mother, this position is extremely prestigious and is known to sit unfilled for decades or centuries at a time - as the position is essentially only filled when a mortal creature proves powerful enough and earns the love of The Uttercold Mother enough to warrant such an investiture of her power into them, such that the chosen mortal earns the right to become one of the only people in all the cosmos allowed entry into The Uttercold Nucleus, divine planar prison of The Uttercold Mother, to serve as her muse, her companion, and her champion. Whatever the case and whatever the reason for her selection, Leora seems to have more than earned the position - having spent the better part of a decade earning her keep on dangerous missions, missionary trips, lecturing on and studying the mysteries of the faith, and even pioneering the practice of inducting Warlocks and other pact-bound mages into the faith(A practice which continues within the faithful to this very day, well over a thousand years later). Indeed, from all surviving records, Leora is spoken of as a favored, trusted daughter of The Uttercold Mother - such that she is described as spending entire weeks or months in the company of The Uttercold Mother within The Uttercold Nucleus as none had before or since.   Which is why, to many scholars, the series of events that led to her separation from the faith of The Uttercold Mother are so incredibly strange and mysterious - for after nearly twenty years with the faithful(Ten of which were spent as the High Hand), Leora's time as the chosen of The Uttercold Mother came to an all-consuming end as an all-consuming inferno nearly consumed the Glacier-top Fortress of Dauchanár's Frozen Heart. This flame, spoken of as burning so hot and so hellishly intense with flames that spread and appeared as sickly black-orange oil even in the presence of Uttercold, raged through the Fortress-Temple in the year 730 AF and slaughtered nearly every single member of the faith that dwelled within at the time - even going so far as to quite literally melt the entire fortress down to its merest foundations, leaving behind nothing but melted sheets of Uttercold and scorched corpses of the faithful frozen within the ice. Leora, the sole survivor of the conflagration, is said to have torn the heart from the High Priest and consumed it whole in the final moments of the blaze - as if to devour the last remnants of her Goddess's power and seal it away within herself - after which she reduced many of the faith's secret archives of lost knowledge to smoking ash, ensuring that even to this very day, the Faithful have yet to recover the means or the rituals required to enter The Uttercold Nucleus as they did long ago, during Leora's time.   Why exactly Leora did this is, like so many other facets of her life, an utter mystery - one that stumps even modern scholars. For while some postulate that she fell to the corruption of The Archfiend during her service to The Uttercold Mother and gleefully delighted in the destruction of the faith she once supposedly held dear, surviving accounts from The Uttercold Mother's faith itself speak of her role in the events as almost that of a passive observer - one that specifically is referenced by surviving accounts of the faith as "Unable to do naught but watch as her life burned to the ground for a second time, she writhed within her cage the only way she could - to grant a final mercy to the High Priest that he might be spared the flames, and that she might deny the Archfiend his most treasured prize. Hers was a life utterly devoid of agency - yet it was only then, on that night, that the horrible truth revealed itself to her". Ultimately, this account(Written over a hundred years after the event) is untrusthworthy at best - but its mere existence and the fact that it supposedly drew upon older, more contemporary sources(Now lost to time), give modern scholars pause and ultimately create the confusion around the event; Leading many to debate, even now, just how much of a hand Leora had in the events of that fateful night.   Whatever the case may be, Leora was claimed by The Archfiend that fateful night and was crowned Princess of the Ninth Paradise by her new infernal master - made and sculpted into the avatar and divine emissary in both the Mortal and Outer Realms, Leora was reborn as the personal handmaiden and divine herald of The Archfiend; One that would go on to spend the next decades of her life across the Outer Planes and within the Materia Sphere carrying out the unholy will of The Archfiend, often serving as his divine ambassador or envoy between The Archfiend and other deities or planar authorities. Reports from this time are sparse, but horrific - appearing within the Materia Sphere only at the will of her new master to seal an infernal pact, torment mortal souls, drag escaped Infernal Debtors back to Malefacta, or serve whatever vile and putrid whims were demanded of her, Leora seems to have lost all agency in her own life during this period; A puppet dancing on infernal strings that, some claim, were attached to her from the very moment of her birth. The number of atrocities and terrors she participated in shall not be noted here for brevity, but is extensive - active all throughout the rest of the Age of Barbarity stoking the fires of madness of the Era, Leora was one of the most infamous figures of the trailing days of the Age of Barbarity and one of the greatest obstacles to cultural and societal advancement of the time; Ruthlessly incinerating entire villages attempting to band together to leave the Age of Barbarity behind, Skinning and Damning innocent souls to Malefacta to dissaude others of the Age from daring to found kingdoms or empires, and generally making a public enemy of herself on a continental scale. Ultimately, however, her interference came to its utmost head during the final years of the Age of Barbarity - where she is ultimately believed to have been responsible for allowing the rise of the cults of Gehenna and the Four Horseman that rule it upon Corexus, playing an active part in personally incinerating heroes who dared attempt to stop the machinations of the Four Cults of the Horsemen such that she can be said to be singularly responsible for The Advent of The Unraveler that wiped millions of lives off the face of Corexus forever(Though the plans were ultimately her infernal master's, not hers).   However, Leora's story does not end as one would expect - for it was during this very advent and Day of Sunken Screams that followed it which heralded the first shattering of the Corexian Supercontinent(Dividing it into two lands, Corexus and Inara, connected via the narrow land bridge of The Shattered Corridor), which Leora took the first steps towards her own independence from The Archfiend which held her very body and soul in his thrall. On that day, as Hlodvi Ísseðnar and the armies of the resistance met the Four Horsemen of Gehenna and The Unraveler they had incarnated onto the material plane with the ultimate goal of absorbing the planet of Ea into Gehenna itself, Leora met the Giant-King and, to the surprise of all involved, turned against her own infernal master. Though it was ultimately her master's plan which led to the Unraveler's Advent, Leora stood at Hlodvi Ísseðnar's side and bid him focus his attention on The Unraveler and the Four Horsemen - promising to prevent her master's ultimate goal from coming to pass(Which she claimed was his own advent upon the material plane, and the subsequent absorption of the planet into Malefacta rather than Gehenna) - and ultimately, twisted the final sigils of the Infernal Ritual her master had demanded her invoke to herald his arrival and entered into the hallowed halls of the cosmos as one of the only creatures in all of creation to truly get the better of The Archfiend and live to tell the tale.   Invoking the infernal ritual and summoning her master The Archfiend to the Materia Sphere as Hlodvi Ísseðnar and the armies of the resistance fought valiantly against The Unraveler and the Four Horsemen of Gehenna and the armies of the Hinnom that served them, Leora turned her master's ritual upon itself and, after a short but cataclysmic struggle, severed her master's ties over her own essence and with it, a very piece of his own infernal essence which she devoured whole just as she had done with the heart of the High Priestess of The Uttercold Mother. With her master weakened and his ritual turned against him, Leora ruthlessly cast him back down into Malefacta in the same moments as Hlodvi Ísseðnar perished in his final duel against The Unraveler, allowing the Major Gods to come to the Materia Sphere's defense and drive off the armies of Gehenna for good.   After the apocalypse had been averted, Leora's ultimate fate became something of a hot topic for the survivors - for while she had undoubtedly played a direct hand in the events that directly led to the rise of the Hinnom Cults and The Advent of The Unraveler in the first place, she had bravely stood against The Archfiend alone and cast him, howling with fury, back into the burning depths of Malefacta and prevented his true plans from coming to fruition. Regardless of her selfish desires, some argued, the fact remained that she had proven just as instrumental in preventing the planet's demise as any of they had been - perhaps even moreso, to stand alone against The Archfiend - and that to simply execute her, no matter how deserved it may or may not be for her hand in the millions of deaths that had occurred as a result, would be a gross injustice. Ultimately, with Leora herself so utterly exhausted from her cataclysmic showdown with her former master The Archfiend, she had little recourse but to accept the judgement of the survivors who concluded an eternity of imprisonment within the legendary magical artifact-prison known as The Tyrant's Gaol would appease their own consciences better than a mere execution, and perhaps even hide the exhausted Leora from the retribution of The Archfiend that they believed was sure to follow.   Thus, Leora was sealed away within the magical prison, which was then promptly hidden away and lost for over a thousand years - only to return to prominence in the modern day, escaping her jail via unknown means or via unknown forces, and returning to the site of her family's old estate within the Lowland Fiefs where she was conclusively spotted by locals who ultimately knew little of who they had truly encountered. Her future is unknown, as are her motives - but as of now, she has yet to step onto the world stage at the cause of any cruelties or atrocities, seeming instead to content herself with visited to a handful of Noble Families within The Lowland Fiefs as well as in one unconfirmed report a Cloud Giant Citadel located high in The Aslagan Mountains.

Leora, by and large, has a very warped view of Gender even in regards to herself - she cares little for distinctions between males or females, and sees the distinctions and differences between each as little more than ways each could be exploited or bent to her benefit. Beyond physical appearance, she has little regard for gender - all other creatures and their genders, to her, are little more than an easily distinguishing trait that informs her of how best she might go about exploiting, manipulating, or using them; Even in regards to herself, her own gender means little more to her than something she can occasionally use to further her own goals.

Leora, being so utterly consumed with power and so utterly obsessed living free of subservience or obeisance to another being, is virtually incompatible with the very ideas of love or trust - though Sexuality has long stood out as one of the few aspects of her life she has always seemed to delight in exploring; A part of her life that has always been hers and hers alone, where she can feel totally and completely in control. To Leora, sexuality is equal parts tool and recreational activity - to indulge in her sexuality, be it through sexual intercourse or simply displaying her sexuality via revealing clothes or beautiful jewelry, is an act that she entertains because it is, to her, an act of dominance and control; Yet another facet of her life that she can exert control over without being at the mercy of another's wills or desires.   To be admired, to be complimented, to engage in sexual activity with another - all these are parts of herself Leora enjoys, for they are so intimately and indelibly hers; Something that no one else can take from her, and one of the few parts of her life she can exert total control over without feeling as though she is reliant upon another, obedient to another, or at the mercy of another - all things she fundamentally despises.

Despite her noble heritage, Leora was never afforded any of the luxuries of her noble lineage - everything she has ever learned or gained in her life has been scrounged together by her own two hands, often in spite of the entire world kicking and screaming against her to try and prevent her from doing so. Leora has fought for everything she has ever gained in life - and her education is no different: Though she could now pass as a well-studied socialite who seemingly was raised with all the best tutors and educations that money could afford, the truth is much more gritty - all that she knows and has learned, was gained in the dark as she studied alone in libraries across Corexus for countless sleepless nights, desperately seeking out anything if it meant bettering her life or finding new power to attain.

Though she has spent the past fourteen hundred years or so trapped within the timeless magical prison known as The Tyrant's Gaol, Leora is no stranger to prisons even before her current fate - having spent the first twenty years of her life essentially a prisoner to her own family under dubious circumstances, Leora then spent the next twenty years of her life after escaping her family under equally mysterious circumstances as a member of the faith of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother; A period of her life that ended in the hellish inferno that resulted in the near-complete destruction of the faith's central temple located atop Blistersnap Glacier and Leora's own binding to Asmodeus, The Archfiend as his Chosen Herald and Emissary. Ultimately, this period of enslavement lasts for nearly half a century before Leora betrayed her master to earn her freedom during The Advent of The Unraveler and the Day of Sunken Screams that followed - terrible cataclysms she was largely responsible for while in her master's service.   Ever since, she has languished within the timeless magical prison known as The Tyrant's Gaol - an ever-expanding magical prison staffed by magical spirits bound to the Material World via a magical mirror that allows entry to and and exit from the prison's extraplanar realm.

Escaped her family and their imprisonment on her twenty-first birthday.   Joined the faith of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother and reached the prestigious rank of The High Hand, entitling her to serve as the companion and champion of Círzithara herself and to be one of the few creatures in the history of the cosmos capable of and allowed to venture into her extraplanar prison known as The Uttercold Nucleus.   Burned down the central temple of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother and incinerated eons of collected knowledge, a blow the faithful has yet to recover from 1400+ years later.   Absconded with her blessings received from Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother herself, gaining completely control over and unparalleled mastery of Uttercold.   Served as the Herald and Divine Emissary of Asmodeus, The Archfiend for nearly half a century, committing all manner of horrid atrocities and infernal bargains in his name.   Largely responsible for The Advent of The Unraveler and the Day of Sunken Screams that followed while working in Asmodeus, The Archfiend's service.   Betrayed Asmodeus, The Archfiend and unwound an infernal ritual of his own design to break her pacts with him while keeping the powers he had bestowed on her, even as she cast him back down into Malefacta in shame.   Earned the respect of Hlodvi Ísseðnar before his death at the hands of the Four Horsemen of Gehenna.   ???

To Leora, all of her embarrassments and failures can be traced back to one singular failure in her life - her own inability to control her own life or destiny. Having spent nearly a century of her life imprisoned or otherwise enthralled to another creature or divine power, all of Leora's failures and embarrassments, to her, trace back to this singular and unavoidable fact. Ultimately, she may well consider most of her life a failure until the very final hours before her imprisonment within The Tyrant's Gaol, when she finally earned her true and final freedom from the insidious Archfiend that had, in all likelihood, controlled her entire life since the moment she was born.

Owing to those very same failures and embarrassments described above, Leora's mental scars all relate to the simple fact that there was seldom a time in her life until the very final hours before her final imprisonment within The Tyrant's Gaol that she was ever truly in control of her own life - as a result, Leora's mental scars have made her deeply disturbed and intensely hateful of any authority or higher power that dares to intrude upon her life, no matter how small or minor; Her traumas simply cannot allow her to accept another's control or influence over her own life anymore, no matter how 'mundane' or 'simple' such an act would otherwise be - it is virtually a neurosis that now wracks her mind she cannot be rid of, even going so far as to drive her to shun love and relationships for fear of coming to allow another some degree of authority or influence over her life.   Now, there is only Leora herself - and she can accept nor does she have room for anyone else in her life.

Leora is best described in few words as "Ruthless", "Obsessive", and "Charismatic" - having been raised in a household that essentially imprisoned her from the moment of her birth until she escaped on her twenty-first birthday in a room with no contact with any other beings save for vermin, Leora was raised to survive in this most brutal of environments; To mold herself in whatever ways would best please and appease those that would come to mock and gawk at her, until she became the most terrifying breed of Intellectual - a woman with no true self, whose sole driving instinct is finding the ways to best manipulate, take advantage of, and worm her way into the good graces of those she interacts with. Nothing is more important to Leora than her own safety, her own power, and her own desires - and her intellectual characteristics are nothing but a cruel, twisted reflection of that true twisted mind that is, ultimately, Leora's true and ugly self; She is a scheming, conniving intellectual who has learned to shapeshift her own personality and opinions to best reflect those that others around her would find intriguing, alluring, or whatever reactions she best hopes to elicit in the current moment.   Even to Leora herself, it is difficult to truly ascertain what her "real" self is like - she is perhaps best described as a twisted mirror that reflects whatever best fits her surroundings in the moment; an Intellectual Chameleon that blends in to whatever land or people she surrounds herself with so as to infiltrate it, work her way into it, and slowly rot it from within - either intentionally with the goal of rising to the top of it, or unintentionally when her neurotic obsessions with self-determining inevitably drive her into conflict with those arround her.

Ultimately, Leora's only morality and life philosophy is herself - having lived so much of her own life knowingly or unknowingly dancing to the tune of higher beings or those who thought themselves her betters, absolutely nothing is more important to Leora than being in control; both of her own life, and of the world around her. To her, this obsessive need for control is one part morality and one part neurosis - she simply cannot stand, cannot stomach, cannot fathom or tolerate for a single second being in a position where another being has influence over her, control over her, or authority over her or any aspect of her body, her life, or her entire existence that does not somehow serve her ends or drive her goals forward temporarily.   Even worse, Leora is almost never satisfied with what she has - naturally paranoid and intensely distrusting, she seeks ever greatest heights of control, of power, and the means to claim authority and dominance over not only herself and all aspects of her life, but the world around her and all those within it as a way to content herself with her own safety and security by holding the lives of others within her palm; If she is strong enough, she might be safe enough - but unfortunately for Leora, and the world at large, she is always capable of imagining a bigger, more dangerous threat.   Though very rarely Leora may occasionally abide some twisted whim or desire that drives her to spare another, work alongside others, or even help those in need(Especially if she is driven by a goal or objective she views as paramount), these moments are few and far between - she will do absolutely anything to secure her own autonomy and her own safety, and commit any act no matter how vile or despicable on the path to that safety; Though very rarely, in moments where she feels secure and in control with no goals to draw her obsessive focus, odd moments and actions do emerge - sometimes helping others, acting on more passive or even benevolent whims, and generally just giving herself over to a simpler, more primal "whim" or "instinct" that often leads to random acts(Some of which are even kind) that may well hint at who Leora may have been if her life had taken a different path.

Leora's only driving motivation, ultimately, is control - and the power to obtain it. Nothing in life matters more to her than living free of the influence, authority, or control of others - and of living her life entirely under her own power.

Skilled at Deceiving Others, Reading others' body language and emotions, Public Speaking, Persuading others, Gauging the value of items and clothing, Torture, Magical Rituals(Especially Summoning or Calling Rituals), Manipulating Magical Energies, Killing and/or absorbing Deities or Demigods, Separating a Deity or Demigod from their Divine Essence, Grooming and Beauty-Work, Making Perfumes, Speaking Incredibly Fast, Tongue-Twisters, Perceiving and Understanding Magical Energy Flows and the smallest fluctuations of magical energy, Moving between Planar Boundaries, Mental Discipline, Dealing with Children, Ordered Hobbies, ???   Inept at Trusting or putting her faith in another, Spontaneous Creativity, Letting go of a grudge, Forgiving another, Cleaning/Grooming her hair in a timely manner, Being on time, ???

Likes: Wide-Open Spaces, Children, Being in control, Diamonds, Dresses, Compliments, Being looked at with envy, Gold, Being Clean, Dry Heat, Snow, Ice, Spicy Food, Food that blends both 'hot' and 'cold', Cold Drinks, Water beds, Lemures, Putting on a fresh pair of shoes, The Color Black(Especially when paired with red or orange), Being left alone, Peace and Quiet, Sleeping with lots of pillows, Big fluffy beds, Beds with canopies, Rats and Mice, When people listen to her, An apology given on one's hands and knees, Anyone who falls in love with her(She finds them easiest to manipulate), Puzzles, Any 'skilled' hobby that does not rely on spontaneity or creativity(Like Knitting, Crafting, Puzzles, Etc), Punishing someone after they fail or mess up, Doing things herself, ???   Dislikes: Small Enclosed Spaces(Claustrophobia), Asmodeus, Being helpless, Being at the mercy of another, Humidity(It ruins her clothes and her hair), How hot she gets when wearing black clothes, Tolerating useless companions or allies, Being around other people, The fact her hair sometimes turns into flame if she gets emotional enough, Her Family, The fact she never got to kill her parents, Sleeping on the floor, Having to be chaotic or "spontaneous", Unpredictable people, Having to delegate responsibility, ???

In truth, even the most heroic and trusting and optimistic of individuals would have trouble identifying Leora's true virtues - for while she is an utter master at presenting herself in whatever ways best suit those around her, Leora's true self is shockingly devoid of virtues, strengths, or positive character aspects of any kind. Perhaps the only such 'virtue' that any could give her credit for is her straightforward and rigid nature - despite what many have believed, cruelty is not its own end to Leora; She is a woman who is driven solely by her own paranoia and desire for control and security in her life - meaning that, in those rare moments when she is not pressured by a goal or objective and feels otherwise safe and secure, she can be surprisingly "reasonable", and sometimes even "normal" to those around her.   However, the great irony of Leora is, of course, that these rare moments of tranquility almost never, by their very nature, come when she is around other people - as her paranoia and controlling nature will seldom allow her to relax in the presence of others not entirely and wholly subjugated to her in whatever ways she would best prefer. However, in those rare moments where she is able to quell the obsessive-compulsive neurosis that so often plagues her mind and finds peace, Leora almost never seems to default to violence or cruelty to get her way - indeed, she can seem almost delicate and princess-like in her mannerisms like a waifish porcelain doll - and often seems even benevolent in the way she seems to default to caring for and passively observing the world around her while in such moments of clarity; Almost as if, in those quiet moments where she has slipped her own mental disorders, Leora is in some way afraid of leaving her mark in the world around her and disrupting the moment - as if she somehow seeks to prolong those rare moments of tranquility for as long as she can.   Beyond this, it is important to note that Leora, even when fully consumed by her mental disorders and desperately seeking control and power, is not inherently cruel - or at least, does not seek it for its own ends. So long as she can deem another creature non-threatening and is satisfied they are either obedient to her or otherwise not a threat to her interests(And their death would not further one of her goals), Leora often has little interest in others outside of serving as an outlet to satisfy her occasional sexual urges or other recreational desires - none of which are ever particularly lethal.

For all the tragedy of her singular virtue which may well stem from her mental disorders, Leora is a villainous woman down to her very soul - obsessed with controlling every aspect of her body and her life, Leora is so obsessed with remaining in control of her own fate and with ensuring her own well-being that she is willing to do absolutely anything to do so. To make matters worse, she is often wracked with paranoia and quick to assume the worst in those around her - meaning that her obsessive-compulsive mental neurosis often clashes in the worst possible way with her anxious paranoia to drive her into truly despicable extremes to satisfy her own desire to "control" her own fate; To this end, no bridge is too far, no life is too sacred, and no deed too vile if it means satisfying those twisted desires in her mind - no matter how many she must enslave or slaughter, she will do so without a single moment's of hesitation if it means extending her "control" over an aspect of her or the world around her in some way such that she can come to feel safe and secure once more.   Despite her own power, this control extends down to a level that many find truly revolting - obsessed with controlling her appearance, her sexual life, those she associates with, even going so far as to seek a total controlling hand in those who craft her clothes and equipment(And often silencing them after they make such things for her, to ensure that which she wears can never be used against her) - Nothing is too minute for Leora to not obsess over and seek a controlling interest in, and no threat is too small, too remote, or too distant to warrant being "ignored" - once she learns of something or even when she can 'imagine' a scenario or foe she deems a threat, Leora will stop at nothing until she can satisfy that part of her own mind that drives her to control the world to ensure her safety.

Leora's greatest and most well-known quirk is her neurotic obsession with her appearance - something she spends hours each day fussing over and fastidiously preparing until she can feel as though her appearance finally matches up to her own exacting standards. Often, this 'quirk' drives her to clean herself or her clothes multiple times a day if she feels they have been sullied or dirtied in some way - though this neurosis can also sometimes be triggered anytime she sees something that she deems "unpresentable" or "sullied", and often drives her to fixing or solving or cleaning that which has caught her attention until it reaches a state she is satisfied with.

Leora is obsessive and borderline neurotic about her appearance, and her hygiene is no exception - she is careful to wash herself and clean herself daily(Sometimes multiple times per day) with a care matched only by that received by Empresses and Queens, spending long hours each day cleaning her hair and body and clothing to her own exacting specifications. No part of her or her appearance, no matter how small or hard to reach, escapes her sanitizing wrath.

Despite the significant part she played in the events of the Age of Barbarity and The Advent of The Unraveler that marked the end of that very age, Leora had long since been largely forgotten by most historians - relegated instead to the footnotes and margins of history after her captors went to large efforts to try and erase her and her deeds from the history books of the Era for better or worse, and for reasons that even now elude total understanding. However, due to the incomplete and shoddy nature of the sanitization, she has not been entirely forgotten - simply the domain of especially focused and well-learned scholars of the Age of Barbarity and the Age of Heroes, and occasionally hunters of magical relics who have studied her history extensively to try and locate the legendary Magical Artifact she was imprisoned within known as The Tyrant's Gaol, which has supposedly been used throughout the ages to imprison the worst criminals the planet of Ea has had to offer within its' ever-expanding halls.

As described in the "Personal History" section of this page, Leora had several 'reigns' throughout her life - most notably serving for twenty years in the faith of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother, ten of which was as The High Hand: The Chosen Champion and Companion of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother, who was given the capability and permission to venture into the Goddess's extraplanar prison The Uttercold Nucleus to keep her company and serve as her voice to her faithful. This reign ultimately culminated in the razing of Círzithara's central temple known as Dauchanár's Frozen Heart atop Blistersnap Glacier, and the near-complete destruction of the faith itself and their most treasured records and magical rituals.   Later, Leora served for the better part of fifty years as the divine herald and emissary of Asmodeus, The Archfiend - during which time she was effectively his puppet, committing all manner of atrocities and carrying out all kinds of deals and infernal pacts with other deities or cosmic authorities at the will of her infernal master. Ultimately, this reign culminated in The Advent of The Unraveler and the Day of Sunken Screams that followed - a grand plan designed by Asmodeus, The Archfiend to allow him to absorb the entire planet of Ea into Malefacta that was ultimately thwarted by Leora herself.

Though the extent may never be truly known, Leora came to know a truly enormous amount of people during her service to Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother and especially during her service(Read: Slavery) to Asmodeus, The Archfiend - having traveled all over Corexus and Inara in service to the Uttercold Mother and having been summoned and invoked all across the Materia Sphere and Outer Realms as the Divine Envoy of The Archfiend, Leora has come to know all manner of people from all across The Cosmology of Ea during her mere century of life.   Though the exact ways she met these contacts varies wildly - ranging from those she met with violence and enslaved or subjugated, those she preached to and converted, those she fought alongside or aided, those she spoke to or became acquainted with via other methods, or even the descendants of those she interacted with - the scope of her contacts is not to be underestimated; Especially since she maintains many of those contacts even after severing her pacts with those that once held her strings and attaining her own freedom, and if nothing else has been equipped with a degree of knowledge of life across the Planet and Cosmology that few can match; meaning she is rarely far from someone or something she knows of or could otherwise leverage to her advantage.

Though the Willoughbye family was once extremely prominent on the continent of Corexus during the Age of Barbarity and the Age of Heroes, the family suffered as any do with the passing of ages and eventually fell apart - meaning they are effectively defunct in the modern day. However, some scholars postulate that the family may have descendants or distant relatives in the Lowland Fiefs among the noble families that once made up The Empire of Draconia - though this is merely speculation, and little else. As to the subject of Leora and any possible children she may have had, such is effectively impossible to determine, as her own need for control often meant that those she coupled with for such unions often met bitter or grisly ends - whether to satisfy Leora's own desire to not have any part of her life(Including former lovers) used against her, out of her infernal master's desire to torment her by slaughtering her lovers, or otherwise. Even those that escaped such fates, by their very nature, were likely those that Leora felt comfortable releasing without interference - meaning they were for countless reasons virtually assured to never talk or relegate their experiences into the history books for any reason.

Though she was once a Warlock of two distinct deities whose soul has rarely been in her own possession(Or perhaps because of this), Leora is not believed to be religious as it likely runs afoul of her entire mental obsessions with control over her own life - allowing a higher power to dictate any aspect of her life, to her, is simply unacceptable.

Despite her numerous mental traumas and neuroses(Or, again, perhaps because of them), Leora is a fantastic public speaker with a terrifying social aptitude - though as has been mentioned elsewhere on this page, the power of her social aptitude stems from her ability to literally remake her entire personality to fit her surroundings; She is a fantastically skilled actor who has learned to change her mannerisms and entire personality with startlingly minimal effort - a terrifying ability that allows her the ability to blend into whatever group and speak in whatever ways are required of her in the current moment. Capable of modifying her speech patterns, social etiquette, and mannerisms almost entirely in a matter of minutes, Leora can fit in anywhere and speak with whatever mannerisms and speech patterns are required of her - a fearsome ability that has allowed her to manipulate all manner of creatures from the highest of socialites to the lowliest of thugs with startling ease.   Sadly, however, little information exists on the 'true' social aptitude of Leora - not factoring in her ability to alter herself to better suit those around her - even Leora herself, it seems, is sadly unsure of what she would really be like if she allowed herself the chance to live without in some way altering herself to better manipulate those around her.

Though many would not expect it of her, Leora is surprisingly fond of pets - though for fairly insidious reasons(Likely stemming from her enjoyment of having another creature whose life she has such complete and total control over) - and was before her imprisonment within The Tyrant's Gaol known to enjoy the company of a small dog of the Corgi breed known as "Sparky". Despite her insidious reasons for enjoying the company of such pets, Leora was supposedly fairly adept at their care and seemed to take the duty fairly seriously - almost as if keeping them was a therapeutic exercise for her, both mentally and spiritually.   Whether she has found or gained any new pets in the decades since she escaped confinement within The Tyrant's Gaol is, at this time, ultimately unknown.

Despite her own immense power, Leora was never particularly wealthy - though she wore and carried very valuable personal goods, she never accrued personal wealth during her century of life before her imprisonment; Either due to being imprisoned by her own family, in service to the faith of Círzithara, The Uttercold Mother with little emphasis on worldly goods, or as the divinely chosen herald of Asmodeus, The Archfiend, where her slave-like existence rarely afforded luxuries beyond the palatial estate and whatever other goods were afforded to her by her new infernal master.