solace

Welcome to my original character's "wiki"; Here you will find all the informations you need to know about them and the world they live in. They are completely fictional and were made with lots of love. Please try to enjoy each character equally, and not show preference for any over the others.
It's a Severance quote. I'm kidding lol

ALSO ; Note everything is a work in progress and might be subject to changes! + I'm French so I'm terribly sorry if my English is wonky hehe

The story of Solace exists in a fantasy world containing various murderous creatures and mystical beings. The set up takes place in Solace's family household and surrounds themes about treachery, war, curses and a sprinkle of romance.

The Tale All Are Told

The 'official' story of the kingdom


"In a world of magic and chaos once ruled a human king. He was cruel and relentless, treating creatures from all planes like his servants and forcing all into servitude.
Despite his human nature, demonic whispers governed his mind and gave him the power to manipulate the life and death of each living being.

Few were those who dared defy him. As powerful as he already was by himself, he also shared that power with his soldiers. Among them were warriors of the Vermeil family; fearsome elves who rode gigantic creatures called dragons. In this world, dragons were legendary four-legged beasts but more than anything agents of chaos; their skin were covered in deep dark substance, melting everything that touched it, their mouths seemingly endless rows of teeth as sharp as claws, and their hearts multiplied by 3, hidden in various places behind their massive frames of burnt flesh. To be able to ride them was a feat not all could master and impossible without the use of a special armor. As such, the Vermeil family all wore dark armor with patterns reminiscent of their mythical mounts.

The dragons and their riders were loyal to the king. Known for their relentless cruelty, they stained the earth with unfathomable rage.

The kingdom lived in flames and thrived in darkness. People endured famine and plague, under the rule of an all-too-powerful king. Hope was decaying as humans controlled the grasp of every living thing.

Celestials and minor deities fought terrible battles against this king and his soldiers, but none came to best him and tell the tale. The humans were protected and aided by the dragon riders, and possessed the power of the nine hells. Ancient gods and old creatures found their end and were forgotten by all but ancient texts.

However, on one glorious day, the song of a child born under a thousand stars rang in the ears of the common-folk. It was said that his arrival would end it all. Creatures of all kinds prayed for him and wept at the promise they were given. The day he arrived, sunrays followed his path while he promised to grant all peace and glory for years to come.

He named himself Lathan, but all game him the title of "the Holy Paladin". He seemed human at first, but had a strange glow to his sun-kissed skin, and wore a golden armor with patterns of unknown gods and beasts. He healed the sick and gave food to the dying ones, and so gained the praise and support of all. He gave them hope and the smallest hint of joy, and for it gained the dedication of a god.

With him came winged alien creatures, skin pale as pearls, shining like satin with translucent eyes devoid of life. They fought the armies of the king under Lathan's command and destroyed his soldiers in gruesome battles. In flashes of white strikes, the alien creatures brought down the legendary dragons and slaughtered all of the remaining ones. The fights were hellish to witness and the people started fearing those creatures as much as they did the dragons.

After what seemed like centuries, The Holy Paladin finally reached the king's throne on a day we now call the "Glorious feast". He summoned a sword that none had seen before ; its blade of pure red metal shone and sliced through enemies like liquid, it's sheath swirling in a morbid way, sucking the souls of all the blade had touched. What might have appeared terrible at first became legendary when Lathan took the king's head and sent it flying outside the royal palace. People cheered, forgetting the horrors they witnessed, fully trusting this Paladin and his odd creatures.

All texts written on that day claimed that Lathan was declared ruler of the kingdom instantly and that none disputed it. He cast the remaining dragon riders, the young ones, out of the castle, banning them to the borders and forcing them to protect the barriers of the empire that their peers had tortured for centuries. He forced them to burn the tip of their flesh, ears, hands and feet, to identify their race and never forget the treachery of their ancestors.

To this day, the kingdom lives in peace and creatures are no longer servants of the humans. The Vermeils are now but a small faction of "protectors" of the realm under the Paladin's commands. " It also seems that humans are now extinct, but no one questions where they went.

Fantasy, Gothic, Magical, Mystical, Ethereal, Dramatic, Dark, Adventure, Treason, Horror, Found Family, Romance, DND, Greek Mythology, Egyptian Mythology.

The princess that needs no saving

Sol

Solace, mostly known as Sol, is a princess-to-be, born in a family of warriors.

the cursed knight

Eris

Eris is Sol's appointed knight. She possesses the strength of multiple wolves...

the lost child

Reyl

Reyl is an unknown creature intent on helping Sol when she most needs it, at a certain price.

the killer

Lucius

Lucius is a lone adventurer looking for a cure for lycanthropy.

the creature

Weiss

An odd looking creature.

the vampire

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A mysterious red-eyed man.

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Sol

Solace is the daughter of the Vermeil family, an ancient but powerful lineage of elven warriors known to be violent and bloodthirsty. In a kingdom where demons still threaten the borders it once breached, the Vermeil family has to keep the borders safe to repent from the sins they committed in the past.Sol has lived all of her life preparing to become a princess. She was promised to the young prince of the kingdom at a very young age and had been trained to be the perfect bride. While loving the aspect of luxury, she was still a very troublesome child, full of energy and unbothered by the prospect of love.
Sol is the nickname her maid got her when she was just a child. She thought it more affectionate and closer to Soleil, meaning the sun in French.Her household had Sol used to being ignored/treated poorly, apart from her maid and uncle. Her mother and father wanted nothing to do with her.When Sol reached the age of 18, she was known for running away from home and fighting a lot. Her mother found her behavioral issues intolerable and deemed her unprepared to be wed. She condemned Sol to live hidden away in the highest tower of their castle, declaring she would be let out once she had changed her temperament. She got assigned a knight called Eris to watch her so that she would no longer flee. Eris was a cold individual and let on no emotions show, but Solace was a brute and wanted to pierce her heart one way or another, just to make a friend. This lasted for about 1 year, and Sol was no physically closer to Eris than she was before, but she knew that deep down, Eris had somehow grown attached to her.In the meantime, Sol's mother grew impatient and displeased with her daughter. She sent teachers, nannies, and nobles in the hopes that they would influence Solace to be less of a troublemaker. With each person, Sol began to feel resentment and hatred. She dreamed about leaving this place, until dreams turned into nightmares of her turning old or dying in this tower. Weirdly, she felt the presence of someone watching over her, soothing her nightmare and taking a bit of her loneliness away.One peaceful night, Solace's uncle asked Eris to step aside so he could talk to his niece. He was a smart man and had always been polite to Sol, so she found no reason not to trust him when he asked her to accompany him on a walk. Solace made haste and jumped with glee at the idea of a little freedom, if only for a small time. They walked close by the castle, talking about their respective lives and how he wished for her to live a interesting life. Solace was reeling in joy, taking in the fresh smell of grass when her uncle took her by the hand and asked her to flee the Vermeil family. She was shocked, but mostly she was intrigued. He quickly got in her head and talked to her about the idea of leaving and never coming back; that he had a cottage hidden far away in a country where no one could ever reach her. There was no reason for Solace not to jump on the occasion; she was caged after all. The idea of gaining control of her own life was beyond her wildest dreams, it wasn't even something she had the right to think about. She didn't know what felt louder ; the pumping of her heart or the strange voice in her head calmly telling her not to go.He asked her to get to his carriage, hide there until sunrise, and that he would join her and accompany her on this journey.
Solace was just a teen seeking for love. She wanted nothing more than to be free of her responsibilities and to live just as she wanted.
She followed him, and right as they arrived in front of the said carriage, Sol's uncle handled her a dagger. He mentioned she would be needing it, and she accepted it, not truly understanding why.
She had failed to see the dried stains on the dagger, and upon entering the carriage, faced the lying corpse of her father, face staring right at her in a gruesome expression.Sol turned right away, holding back tears from disgust of the smell of rotting flesh, and saw her uncle once more, but this time surrounded by guards.
He screamed at them to catch her, to which they did by hitting her hard, making her faint.She woke up hours later, bound in a cell, hands cuffed by simple ropes, once more a prisoner in her own home. She screamed and saw no sign of Eris, who she was sure would listen to her.In a fit of rage, she burst into tears and screamed so hard her lungs ached. She trashed again and again, relentlessly, breaking free from the ropes, then throwing herself at the bars of her cell, searching for anyone who might notice her. Not one person was there. And while the presence would have helped her aim her pain at someone, she once more felt as she always had even in her castle ; alone, thrown away and ignored. For once, and just as her mother wished, Solace fell silent. She was on the ground, staring at her feet, at the burned tips of her skin, thinking of how she wished she had been entirely burned, and how she longed to burn everything. The sound of the flicker of a flame clicked in front of her, and she saw threads of red rope, no, hair, surrounding her vision. She felt that familiar presence she had once felt, the soothing one, and heard a honeyed voice reach her mind ;"I see you and hear you, child. You deserve the love you ask for and so I shall grant it for you ; burn freely"

Eris

Before Eris, she was Sethe; Lucius's younger sister. Sethe was known for being ambitious and despised her brother's popularity and accomplishments. She was born in the body of a frail boy and never felt like she belonged. Always comparing herself to Lucius, she was in a constant state of silent rage and swore to herself that she would one day surpass him both in strength and success. Sethe trained fiercely to become a knight and had an unwavering desire for success, to be feared and respected by all. The village she grew up in had lots of wolves stories with missing children and livestock, so she made it her goal to erase the menace. She wanted to prove herself worthy.
She must have been 16 when, unaware of the threats lurking in the forest, she stubbornly went by herself into the darkest depths of the forest and wandered alone until night fell. Walking in silence, the only source of light was her fire. She felt observed and heard footsteps creeping around, but paid it no mind as she searched for any traces of wolves. She felt confident in her sword-fighting skills as she had trained all her life, and felt like this was just the first step to a long road of victories. She had no idea that lurking around was a force much bigger than herself, amused by the overconfident little knight walking alone.Sethe eventually faced a wolf, staring at her with bright white eyes, standing still in front of her. The wolf did not look scared whatsoever and slowly walked away, leaving Sethe dumbfounded and confused. She followed the wolf, thinking it might lure her into a lair with more wolves (and still felt like she could handle them all). She and the wolf walked, their footsteps barely audible, for a long while, and more joined along the way. There were around 10 wolves walking all around Sethe now, not looking once at her, all following the same path. Snow began to fall and soon enough, the ground was covered it in. It all felt surreal for Sethe, who felt oddly calm. At some point, the wolves stopped around 2 aligned trees, where a dark wall seemed to have been built in the middle. Sethe approached and quickly realized the wall was actually a mirror, in which she saw her reflection but with no forest behind her. Only her reflection was facing her now, the wolves gone, and she felt herself pulled closer to the mirror. She had a desire to touch the mirror, so she did. When her fingers touched the cold surface, it felt liquid, like thick water. She also felt warm inside, and her muscles tensed. Sethe was enthralled by the mirror and her reflection, she saw herself, but more. She was a bit taller, her arms bigger, her jaw sharper, and her dark brown hair now fully black. Her lips were also dark, and when she noticed them, they started moving. She saw and heard herself whisper a few words, now feeling her own lips moving ;Would you like to know power ?The voice came from inside her head, but Sethe wasn't fearful. She had heard of fairytales of deities choosing heroes and granting them powers, helping them bring justice and rise to godhood. She also knew about demons and horrific creatures, but her overconfidence had made her believe she could be nothing but a chosen one. She embraced it fully and nodded.I see your hate ... and sense your potential, would you like to see it as well ?Without the hint of doubt, Sethe nodded again. She had desired power more than anything else and gripped her sword. She had wanted to be strong all her life, and having this confrontation now only meant she was destined to be.Come forward,
Sethe did
Let me show you your true calling.In an instant, Sethe saw her hands grasping her reflection's hands, and she once more saw herself. But this time, her reflection smiled, and in the blink of an eye, she was now the one in the mirror. Her reflection stepped back, unclasping their hands, and breathed in the cold air of the night. The reflection let the fire Sethe had brought fall to the ground and die in the snow. Sethe felt a rising fear take place in her lungs as the night now fully enveloped the wolves and her reflection, leaving only bright white eyes shining. The reflection's eyes had a different sparkle from the others, milky white and fully reflecting the stars, divided in two crescent moons.The reflection creeped closer to the mirror, took a rock, and swinged her arms in the air,Now, witness your strength.She smashed the rock to the mirror and Sethe screamed until she was left in nothing but darkness. She felt a sharp pain, heard the splatter of blood and struggled to reopen her eyes. When she finally did, she realized it wasn't her hands that were hurt, but the reflection's from smashing the rock. Her eyes did not follow what she wished to see. She seemed like she was back in her body, but with a very slow sinking feeling, understood she had no control of herself anymore. Her body moved, and as Sethe witnessed, she felt distant, scared, but then free, and finally strong. Whatever had taken control of her was now merging body and mind with her, and Sethe only felt powerful. She started running. Her body felt massive as she felt herself running along the wolves with no trouble breathing and smashing trees on the way.
Sethe was no more than a voice in her own head, but still her body stood strong.

Reyl

Reyl is a child of the three divinities known as the Moirai.
He is a mysterious & magical being trapped in Sol's kingdom making "pacts" with creatures in need, somehow always present, all-seeing and all-hearing.
Reyl's intentions remain unknown and his appearance varies on who he might be talking to. Sol's version of Reyl consists of an angel-like figure with long red hair. Long pairs of wings can be seen following his shadow, and a red string is always attached around his body. He cuts it with each pact he does. He possesses powers such as flying, manipulating the mind (he can force an individual to look at him after locking eyes for 5 seconds and influence their emotions) and enhancing already existing aptitudes (ex; he will help Sol transform).
Reyl is androgynous and always seen as smiling. His calm temperament clashes with his actions ; he's manipulative and will always try to turn things his way. When "meeting" Sol for the first time, he will whispers promises of power to her and will only act once she accepts his conditions. He thinks fondly of her and sees her as a reflection of what he is ; a lost child, stolen from his family and forced to live in a false depiction of life. He also grows attached to her presence as one would with the subtle warmth of sun rays.
Eris however, Reyl dislikes and flees. He sees something wicked in her and urges Sol to not get too close to her. (which she obviously fails to do)
Around Lucius, Reyl seems more tense and treats him like a wild animal.Reyl is not invincible and can fear death, but acts like it can't reach him. He makes it known he wants to reach his family and gathers various forms of power to do so, but never explains how he intends to complete his quest.

Lucius

Lucius is a lone adventurer, living in a small cabin in the woods. He grew up in the countryside with his mom, who was a doctor, and his sister. He one day fell madly in love with a woman whom he had two kids with, and made sure they had everything they needed despite them only being farmers. He raised flocks of sheeps, accompanied by his sister and wife, and took care of the eldery. Lucius was a saint, loved by all and adored by children. Unfortunately, fate's tides turned and mysery struck his poor soul. His daughter, barely 8, fell deeply sick and began coughing blood whenever she ate. Worried and devoid of money, he let his wife and sister take care of the barn while he would search for herbs and potions that might help her. With the research of his passed mother, he gathered ingredients from the forest, venturing deeper than he had ever done so before, finding poisonous flowers and animal carcasses. He did question what his mother might have been looking for, but had no time to think and only wanted his daughter to get better. He eventually found all he needed to prepare a "rejuvenating" potion his mother had created with animal parts, and went to give it to his daughter. She took it before falling asleep, and didn't cough up blood.
That night was a full moon, and as Lucius was taking care of a wounded sheep that got attacked by wolves the night before, he realized the poor beast wasn't in a normal decaying state. Blood shimered black under the faint moonlight and it's beating heart was fast but steady, like it knew it's end was near and simply accepted it. Lucius reached for a knife to end the sheep's mysery, but realized too late the creature being snatched away by a quick shadow. Now alone in a silent barn, equipped with only a small knife, Lucius did not know what happened, nor remembered the details of what came next. In a blur, the shadow got up, not on four but two legs, and struck Lucius. He staggered and felt a crack as rows of teeth chewed his neck. He screamed and tried to push the creature away, to no avail. From a distance, Lucius heard his wife calling for his name, surely wondering about the ruccus they had made. In the blink of an eye, the shadow turned towards the barn's door and rushed through it. Before Lucius could react, he fell unconscious, his neck wide open.When the next morning came, Lucius felt like he had died. He tasted old blood on his lips and realized in horror that his whole body was drenched in a mix of sweat and blood, his veins pulsing hard and devoid of color. Terrified, he ran for his house to see if what attacked him might have reached his family, only to stop in front of the door, seeing more blood, smeared all over the entrance of his home.
He entered, slowly, and saw piles of corpses with unrecognizable features but instantly knew who they were from their size or the color of their hair. With dread rapidly sinking in, Lucius screamed in horror and cursed all gods he could think of. A noise startled him, and he turned to face the direction it came from. There, in the corner, laid his daughter, mouth covered red and eyes shining in the dark. She was panting hard and blinking rapidly.
He did not understand it at first. But after seeing her expression, he realized his daughter was no more. She screamed, making a sound so horrid he might have thought it was a banshee, and lept yet again at him. He braced himself, and with a force that was unknown to him, grabbed her by the neck and shoved her against the ground. Crying, all he could say was "I'm so sorry" before pressing down his fingers and sensing her pulse stop with horrid slowness. When her eyes stared at him in silence, he let go and fell to the ground next to her, weeping. Surrounded by his beloved ones, all he could feel was pure agony and disbelief. He wanted to join them, right there and then, and laid on the floor until he had no energy or drop of blood left.
Unfortunately for him, fate had other plans. His wounds somehow healed themselves as he fell asleep, and Reyl appeared in his mind to soothe his nightmares while promising him a way to avenge his family. Lucius knew, deep down, that what happened was all his fault, but could'nt let go of the rage seeping in his blood and listened, in silence, to Reyl's words.

Weiss

[WORK IN PROGRESS] In a world full of myths and legends, Weiss is a creature inspired by a retelling of the Snow white story where she would be both the maiden and the poisoned apple. She's best known as the "snow creature from the woods", who lures innocent and lost minds into her lair to devour them by seducing them from afar. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyes pure black and devoid of life. From a distance, she looks like an elf, but up close, you realize she actually doesn't have ears but small moth wings. She also doesn't seem to breathe.
Weiss has an alternative form to "eat", where she takes the form of an enormous ghoul with wings and claws.

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[WORK IN PROGRESS]