Description: Always bedecked in fabulous outfits, Elias mostly prefers black, blue, and gold. Nimble and lithe, she wears a very jangly and contrasting Courtesan's Outfit which always tends to show of the assets she had on display. She always seemed to have a knowing look in her eye, and a mischievous smirk on her face, as if she knew what was about to happen and wasn't about to spoil the surprise for any reason.

Her current favorite outfit is made of expensive silks and velvets, with loose navy blue trousers cinched at the knees, with black hose going to blue slippers. She keeps her tanned toned midriff bare, but her vest keeps her now-ample chest tight enough that a wardrobe malfunction is sure to occur. Keeping her chin-length blonde locks in place is a blue and black fez that was subtly disguised as a turban.

She always ensures her make up is perfect, tending towards light foundations and blue eye shadow to compliment the colors she generally wears, along with a dark blue shade for her nails. Apparently, she (really) likes blue.

Elias does seem friendly enough, always willing to chit-chat with nearly any and everyone, though she does seem to prefer annoying the daylights out of people who'd rather she not talk to them at all; those are her favorites!

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History: Elias (Ell-ee-ahs) was born in Ecclesia's capital city, orphaned before she could walk, and doesn't remember anything before being taken in by the church.

Unfortunately, the worst kinds of priests got their hands on her, and she really did not enjoy the next few years of her life. The worst part, that makes her other nightmares rainbows and sunshine by comparison, was a strange ritual the priests had performed over her and the other young victims. That is by far the worst of the tortures she'd endured (which should say something).

She escaped some time later, before her 10th birthday, and only knew the one real skill that the priests could teach her. So she used that skill to survive out in the streets, hiding from the priesthood which violated her.

Elias left town once she was big enough to do so on her own, moving from city to village to town, slowly working her way towards destiny. In this case, she arrived in Duirt. Not being in Ecclesia itself, Duirt was the one place she could be herself and safe from the monsters that had... changed her.

From the time since the ritual, her body didn't work right anymore. It hurt, deep in her bones for years, and she didn't know why, until she hit puberty. The realization of what was happening to her caused her to seek out a witch to Curse her, to stop the Change from continuing. This worked well for about a decade before she'd spent just a few seconds too long within an anti-magic aura while out on an adventure, and the Curse evaporated.

Fifteen years later, Elias is in full grip of what was done to her so long ago. She doesn't seem to mind anymore though, having had fifteen years to get used to the idea. She doesn't say what happened to her, but she doesn't seem to have visibly aged a day in fifteen years, not since the Curse she'd paid so dear for ended.