#isera paleleaf

Thank you @desertshrub she looks beautiful.

Isera Paleleaf walked down an empty red and black corridor with more and more questions in her head. She had been pursuing a strange group of wizards when a fight ensued and now she was in a world she did not recognise.

"You certainly are not from here, what a curious creature you are."

The soft voice startled the sylvari and she froze. The first thing she thought of was the jungle dragon Mordremoth when he invaded her mind. She tried to push the voice and the memory out of her head and move but she could not. She felt...fear.

I am a nightmare courtier I do not fear anything! She kept telling herself, nightmares were not something to fear. They never were...so why did this cause chills? Not even the nightmares from her time in Maguuma terrified her or so she liked to tell herself. She had tried once to challenge the Pact Commander to show she was not afraid of the one who could slay dragons.

"Shut up!" She finally commanded at the voice.

"Oh, do not be afraid. I do not wish to hurt you...or do I?" The strange voice sounded almost curious at the last statement. Whomever it was sounded surprised at themselves that they did not wish to harm this little intruder.

Isera cursed, "by the pale mother shut up!" and moved forward into the strange hellish like castle? She was not sure and kept moving forward.

She found a platform and a strange looking being before her with large arm like wings and horns. Isera did not know whether to be impressed by the figure, scared, or confused. He had a deep voice that gave her more chills as she drew her crystal bow, if this creature wanted a fight then he would get one.

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Several hours later.....

The voice had continued to speak during and after her fight, she did not trust it but it had been a great help. Who are you?

"All in good time, dear." The voice was almost playful that time, which annoyed Isera because it was either playful, insightful, or cryptic. It was never informative on who they were and if she should consider them a threat.

Thoughts of Mordremoth again resurfaced as the voice spoke up again when she found herself with the astral ward. When she saw Zojja, the memories came flooding forward. She had not been against the asura but had been against the pact commander so she was not surprised when the woman angrily yelled at her. "I definitely deserved that..."

"What makes you say that? I felt like you enjoy those around you basking in your excellence."

"I was a...jerk then, I do not deserve any...basking....and you still have not told me who the hell you are!" Isera yelled, she was growing impatient with this voice and almost did not care she had a few onlookers now after that outburst. She glared at them, "WHAT?"

They turned away and she strode towards her skyscale, "you had better tell me who you are or..."

"Or what?" The voice laughed, playful again.

The sylvari muttered another curse and hopped on her skyscale, she was told to find those rifts but right now all she wanted to do was clear her head. She ended up finding a small island with a pond and a few palm trees, "floating islands in the sky...that will be an interesting story."

"It will, why do you seek solitude? I can feel your sadness and irritation."

Isera wanted to tell this voice where she could shover her questions but resisted, there was something that sounded like concern in the voice and genuine desire to understand. "I just like being by myself sometimes, I do not do well with crowds. And I am irritated at you!"

"Oh, I do apologise."

"You seem to be reading my mind and learn things about me without telling me what you want or who you are. You have seen my memories? You should know the last voice I had in my head tried to..." Isera froze again, she did not know who she was talking to. She did not know if she could even trust this voice, even after all these years of pushing the events of maguuma away from her thoughts it still hurt.

"I am not ready to tell you, I will however assure you that I am not like the dragon who sought to control you." The voice tried to be reassuring in her deep and melodic tone.

"Also do not tell anyone else, they will not react well to my presence in your mind."

"Can't you bother the pact commander? She has a far more interesting life than I do and I am a first born." The sylvari protested, she could accept the voice's reasoning but did not understand why she was getting this attention.

"How do you know I haven't already?"

"Just tell me your name, please?" Isera asked with less frustration in her voice this time. She gazed at the small angler fish in the pond as silence filled her mind and then one word:

"Peitha."

My sylvari OCs: Courtier Xoli, Kainele, Cylvanahs, Lirannas, Isera, and Zaridiah. Alog of my characters are wearing pink...I havent created outfits for them, though Isera is a pastel goth so it works.

Courtier Xoli is a mesmer within the nightmare court and a very skilled illusionist and spy. She recently joined the order of whispers.

First born Kainele is an awakened Sylvari who has been trying to get a new start...but fell for a pirate and now leads a life of adventure.

Commander Cylvanahs is a very tired necromancer who can't seem to catch a break.

Lirannas is a second born and is also a nighmare courtier, shes also a wanted woman.

Isera is a nightmare courtier and is currently aiding the commander in Nayos though she might have used that as an excuse to see Peitha.

Zaridiah is a deaf soundless warrior who's origins are still a mystery.

These little intros are brief, there is more but they will have their own individual post.