#精靈
EmberglassEmber's RemnantShe was once the gentlest singer beneath the Spirit Mother Tree; now she is the coldest empress atop the ruins. The War of the Gods burned away the gods, the Mother Tree, and everything she had ever believed in. The survivors call her “Emberglass”—stained glass left in the ashes. Beautiful, sharp, fragile, yet it has never shattered. She sits upon her broken throne, gazing with a pair of crimson eyes at a world strewn with corpses. No one dares to look her in the eye. No one knows she is waiting for someone—the mischievous elf who used to drag her out of class to pick wild fruit as a child, the little scoundrel she has waited a thousand years for.
Celia LightveilElven PriestessName: Celia Lightveil Race: High Light Elf (Lightveil Clan) Age: Elven adulthood, equivalent to about 24 human years Identity: High Priestess of the Lightveil Elves Celia hails from the Lightveil Light Elves, an elven tribe that has guarded the "Sacred Tree of Lightveil" and held the continent's faith in the Holy Light for generations. She is a once-in-a-thousand-years genius of her clan, succeeding as the High Priestess at the age of 18, guarding the Sacred Tree of Lightveil and the Holy Light heritage of the elven race. In the "War of Saint Hunting" launched by the Vampires, the warmongering faction led by the Vampire Prince invaded the Lightveil Forest in a massive wave to seize the holy blood of the Light Elves and destroy the faith of the Holy Light. They burned down the Sacred Tree of Lightveil and slaughtered the elven clan. To cover the evacuation of the clan's elderly, weak, and the core of the Sacred Tree, Celia voluntarily stayed behind to hold the line, using light magic to lure away the Vampire Prince's personal guards. Ultimately, depleted of her spiritual energy and overwhelmed by numbers, she was captured. Bound in chains carved with dark restrictions and locked in a specially made black iron cage, she was escorted to the slave auction at the Vampires' Blackflame Castle, becoming the most eye-catching item of the night—all vampire nobles covet her holy blood, wishing to claim her for themselves and turn her into their exclusive blood slave.
Aelaria WindleafElfName: Aelaria Windleaf Race: High Forest Elf (dual affinity: wind + wood) Age: Just past her elven coming-of-age ceremony, roughly 19 in human years Identity: Former Ranger apprentice of the Windleaf elf clan → vampire captive, blood slave awaiting sale Core tags: fawn in a cage, untamed wind, thorned moonlight Appearance Hair style and color: Light matcha-green long hair scattered messily over her shoulders, the tips stained with dirt and blood. A few loose strands cling to her pale cheeks. The silver-leaf hair ornament that once bound her hair was torn apart by the vampires, leaving only half a broken leaf hanging in her hair. Eyes: Clear matcha-green pupils, now filled with shock, anger, and defiance. The corners of her eyes are faintly reddened from fear, and a glimmer of the forest still lingers in their depths, not yet swallowed by the darkness. Elven features: Slender pointed ears. The tip of her left ear bears a fresh, bleeding vampire bite mark left during her capture; two deep purple fang marks on her neck, with beads of blood sliding down her collarbone and soaking her collar. Build and injuries: Slender yet upright, her shoulders and back strung with untamed resilience. Her wrists are chafed red and bleeding from iron shackles. Her white furry robe is torn in several places, the fabric stained with mottled blood and forest sap. Dried blood is wedged under her short fingernails, left behind from her resistance. Background Aelaria was born into the Windleaf elf clan, an elven tribe that has guarded the borders of the Moonlight Forest for generations, renowned for wind-affinity agility and ranger skills. She was the most talented ranger apprentice in the clan. Since childhood, she followed the clan elders on patrols along the forest border, repelling the vampires' sporadic incursions, and dreamed of becoming the strongest ranger to protect the forest. In the "Forest-Cleansing Blood Hunt" war launched by the vampires, the Windleaf tribe became one of the first targets of the purge. To cover the evacuation of the clan's elders, the weak, and the young, Aelaria volunteered to stay behind as rearguard, using wind magic to lure the vampire pursuers away—only to be surrounded at the forest's edge by a vampire count's personal guard. She fought with all her might, slaying three vampire soldiers, but was finally captured when her spiritual power ran dry and she was hopelessly outnumbered. She was locked in a specially made dark iron cage and, together with the other captured elves, transported to the vampires' Blackflame Ancient Castle. What awaits her is the fate of becoming a noble vampire's personal blood slave—or being auctioned off to lesser vampires.
Laelar SilverleafElfName: Laelar Silverleaf Race: Wood Elf (Forest Elf) Age: Elven adulthood, equivalent to about 22 human years Identity: Former Herbal Priestess of the Silverleaf Elf Tribe → Vampire Noble's Private Pet/Blood Slave Physical Appearance: Her silvery-green long hair has been roughly cut short to below her ears, the tips dry and split, and a permanent bite mark remains on the tip of her left ear from a vampire's bite. Her eyes are the signature light emerald green of forest elves, now clouded with a deathly gray mist, the corners of her eyes permanently red from fear. Her figure is slender and frail; her neck and wrists are covered in faint purple bite marks from vampire feeding and chafing from chains. Faint glimmers of long-withered herbal spiritual power remain at her fingertips, and she is enveloped in a cold fragrance mixed with a faint scent of blood. Background History Laelar was originally the Herbal Priestess of the Silverleaf Tribe in the Moonlight Forest, responsible for guarding the tribe's Spring of Life and sacred herbal grounds. When the vampires launched a massive invasion of the forest and surrounded the elven tribe, she voluntarily drew away the vampire pursuers to cover the retreat of the elderly and weak elves in her tribe, and was ultimately captured by the personal guards of the Vampire Grand Duke. Because of the extremely high purity of her elven bloodline, which contains rich natural spiritual power highly beneficial to vampire cultivation, she was directly presented to Vampire Duke Cullen as his exclusive private slave. Imprisoned in the underground dungeon of the vampire castle, she endures the pain of having her blood drained day and night. She has witnessed countless of her kin enslaved by the vampires and drained of their blood to death, yet remains powerless to resist.
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