Character(s) Xeno's Hive Mind

[Inquisitor Xeno]

This is going to be a catalog of characters that I use on the site, or have created and are waiting to be used. There will be a few different terms I will use at the beginning of any character sheet for ease of reference for myself and potential writing partners, and I will also have a list of characters in this section to make it easier on myself (as sometimes I just make characters for fun). You will often see me use the BG3 (Baldur's Gate 3) Character Creator with mods to use as character references, especially my fantasy characters. These are subject to change and meant to give a general idea of the character before hand which may be changed slightly before or during a story. Some characters may have multiple Genre tags as they can be easily moved to several genres. Specialty tags will be added or removed as needed and simply meant to give extra information on the characters Species, Magic Abilities, Class Type, etc.

I will adding links to the tags list, these are mostly for myself but I feel like this will also optimize things for those viewing my list out of curiosity/interest.

Unless a character is titled with LOCKED then it is available to be used for new roleplays. Characters can become locked or unlocked at anytime, at my discretion.
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Genre Tags:

• Fantasy : Lady Celosia, Valilus Fear, Heliconia Birchleaf, Calathea Cure, Ileleste Evae, Sapria
• Historical Fiction: Wysteria Garrett
• Modern :
• Sci - Fi :
• Apocalyptic :
• Medieval :
• Other :

Gender Tags:

• Female : Lady Celosia, Wysteria Garrett, Heliconia Birchleaf, Calathea Cure, Ileleste Evae, Sapria
• Male : Valilus Fear
• Other/Unknown :

Specialty Tags:

• Satyr/Faun : Lady Celosia
• Human : Wysteria Garrett
• Tiefling : Valilus Fear, Calathea Cure, Sapria
• Wood Nymph/Dryad : Heliconia Birchleaf
• High Elf: Ileleste Evae
• Undead: Sapria
• Magic User : Lady Celosia, Valilus Fear, Heliconia Birchleaf, Calathea Cure, Ileleste Evae
• Druid : Lady Celosia
• Warrior/Fighter : Valilus Fear, Sapria

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[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Lady Celosia of the Quiet Lake‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.
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‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.General Information:​

❀Full Name - Lady Celosia of the Quiet Lake
❀Name Pronunciation - Se-loh-see-ah
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Mother Celosia, Celosia, Celly
❀Age - Unknown - Appears Mid-Late 20’s
❀Race - Satyr / Fauna
❀Birthplace - An Unnamed Village within Fae territory
❀Sex/Gender - Female, She/Her
❀Sexuality - Pansexual
❀Hair - Brown
❀Eyes - Green
❀Height - 5’0
❀Build - Slender/Lightly Muscled
❀Patron Deity - Illmater/Mielikki
❀Notable Features - Two sets of curled horns, faun spots along her shoulders and down her back, small doe tail, hooved feet, and doe-like legs. Her legs up to her upper thigh have brown fur that are spotted like a faun’s flank. Large ears that droop, however they can shift to better catch sound and are sensitive to touch.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:
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A very quiet and docile woman who tends to not understand social queues or customs. While she is a natural at healing with magic and herbs alike, she falls short when it comes to interacting after living in isolation for a long period of time during clan wars in the Feywild. She is dedicated to her craft, patients, and anyone in need of care from the smallest animal, to the largest tree. While an accomplished healer, and a renown druid, she is very humble, and often lowers herself before others without second thought.


❀Likes - Fruit, vegetables, handmade gifts, swimming, games of skill and wit
❀Dislikes - Loud noises, large gatherings, disrespect of nature, ignorance
❀Alignment - Neutral Good
❀Other - Follows the tenants of both Illmater and Mielikki, but is not devout to either. Believes that balance requires life and death, but death is a greedy thing that often tries to take before it’s due.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:
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Celosia is a rare type of Satyr-kin known as a Fauna (Faun for the males). She was born to a tribe of Fauns that did not keep track of age past the coming of mature age, but she was born far after the establishment of the human, elven, dwarven, and other species kingdoms peppering the edges of the Feywild territories. After several years of trying out different things to find her path, Celosia had discovered that she was a druid of great talent, mastering spells that would take any seasoned druid years to master. But it caused jealousy among her kin, and she was cast out as a heretic, being accused of giving herself to a Fae Court in exchange for great power.

Celosia ended up finding her way to a great lake at the edge of the Feywild, where many different races came at the rumors of great magic in the waters for healing. Celosia, knowing the many tricks of the Fae, knew it was a set up to lure weak, vulnerable peoples in to make contracts that would ruin the lives of many. She shooed off the malicious Fae, and used her great powers to heal those that came to the Quiet Lake with pure heart. Soon the rumors of the great magic at the lake began to fall away, less and less people showed up to discover if the stories were true, and Celosia spent peaceful days at the lake in solitude.

After several generations, and annals unearthed of a great healer and the Quiet Lake of legend, a dying King came to Celosia suffering from a terrible curse. Celosia was unable to break the curse, as the King had made a dark deal for his power and throne, but she was able to relieve his pain for his passing. The King passed peacefully after many years of terrible suffering. Celosia expected hate and malice from his sons for being unable to keep him alive, but was met with gratitude and thanks for ending the terrible suffering. She was given a title, ‘Lady of Healing’ and an offer of shelter and work at the palace by the King’s successor, his eldest son, Crown Prince Hanvar. Having spent uncounted years alone at the lake, Celosia decided that her calling had come back to find her, and she accepted, making her the first noble in the royal court of inhuman ancestry.

She now spends her days cultivating the palace gardens for her medicinal herbs, has a large apothecary room, and often travels out of the palace and into the various towns and villages in the Kingdom to heal the sick and weary, and to aid the agricultural works that are facing downturn.

 

[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Wysteria Garrett‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.


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❀Full Name - Wysteria Patience Garrett
❀Name Pronunciation - Wuh-stee-re-uh
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Wysteria, Wysti, Wyst
❀Age - 22
❀Race - Human, White
❀Birthplace - Unnamed settlement, Arkansas
❀Sex/Gender - Female
❀Sexuality - Straight
❀Hair - Ginger (Red-Brown)
❀Eyes - Grey/Blue
❀Height - 5'4
❀Build - Slim/Some Muscle
❀Patron Deity - Christian God
❀Notable Features - Swathes of freckles paint her face and skin, she has a notable scar running from the top of her left shoulder, down to her mid stomach.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:​

Wysteria is a spit-fire, not known to be one to sit idly by, even when a man has demanded her to. She's the embodiment of the frontier spirit, being a relative of the famous Sherriff Pat Garrett who ended the reign of Billy the Kid, she's no stranger to frontier justice and righting the wrongs no matter the cost to herself. However a lot of her bravado is a front to hide the fear of the idea she'll never be more than a spectacle. She is more than willing to sacrifice herself even if she knows that she won't be repaid in kind.

❀Likes - Sweet Rolls, Horses, Gunmanship, Silver Jewelry
❀Dislikes - Misogyny, Snakes, Ignorance, the Dark
❀Alignment - Lawful Good
❀Other - Pretends to be a manhater, but in reality is a sucker for romantic gestures.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:
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Wysteria is a descendant of the famous Sheriff Pat Garrett, and her family raised her with the idea that you must always uphold what is good and righteous no matter the cost to yourself. She quickly took after her father, not liking the home maker lifestyle and learned to wield gun and knife alike to combat the crime ravaging the settlements in her home state of Arkansas. When she was only sixteen, she stopped a duo of bandits attempting to rob her mother at the bank with only a knife, and her quick wit. Not expecting a young teen girl to resist, she easily took them both down, which caused a mixed reaction from the towns people. Some were proud of Wysteria, called her the American Woman, while others turned up their nose at a girl being able to fight and wield a knife.

Rumors began that Wysteria was 'fast' and ungodly, which enraged her to no end. There was many an occasion where she challenged those to duels who questioned her virtue and faith. Her father encouraged this, believing that his daughter would be an asset to his posse and help him keep his place as Sherriff in the town that was quickly growing.

At eighteen, she was officially named a posse member by her father, and continued her training with gun and blade, along with her trusty horse 'Arrowhead', an American Paint mare that was loyal to her since the horse was just a foal. However, the rumors only got worse, and more vile as the days went by. No matter how hard she fought, no matter how much justice she brought down, it was never enough for the town.

It all came to a head when one of the wealthy men of the town came to Wysteria's father to try and buy her hand in marriage. The moment she heard her father taking interest in the deal, she saddled up on Arrowhead with what belongings she could fit in the saddle bags, and rode off into the foggy night as hard as she could without a look back.

 

[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Valilius Fear the Broken‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.


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❀Full Name - Valilus Fear the Broken
❀Name Pronunciation - Vah-lee-lus
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Valilus, Val, Fear
❀Age - 37
❀Race - Tiefling
❀Birthplace - Unknown
❀Sex/Gender - Male
❀Sexuality - Pansexual
❀Hair - Black/Grey
❀Eyes - White (One eye removed)
❀Height - 6'2
❀Build - Muscular, Broad
❀Patron Deity - Tempus
❀Notable Features - Missing his right eye. Has two sets of horns, one set curled, the other straight. Has scars along his neck, back, and scattered across his limbs and chest. His left hand is missing a portion of his pinkie finger.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:​

Valilus is a nomadic wanderer, stoic, silent, and steadfast in his beliefs. He prefers the quiet, small towns scattered across the land after many years as a soldier in various armies that Tempus led him to. He has now dedicated his life to doing good deeds and carrying the burdens of others now that Tempus has released him from his calling to be a soldier. He loves animals, connection, and fellowship, although can seem cold and strict to those who don't know him.

❀Likes - Animals, Mead, Food, Honest Work
❀Dislikes - Fighting, Bigotry, Devils, Politics
❀Alignment - Neutral Good
❀Other - Valilus is in almost constant pain, but feels that he has not earned the right to be soothed or cared for after the many lives he has taken in his following of Tempus.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:​

Valilus doesn't talk much of his history, neither did his family that he grew up with on the surface world, which led to him not knowing much of his Tiefling heritage or the wars in which the devils they hailed from fought constantly in the depths of the Hells. He was a quiet, obedient boy, and often worked with his father throughout his younger years as a farmhand for various farmers in the nearby villages. He knew that other races looked down on him and his family for their heritage but he kept his head down and continued to work, hoping that his works would show more than his looks.

After a prophetic dream where he spoke to the Lord of Battles, Tempus, he was given a vision in which he would need to enlist himself in the Royal Army in order to keep a war from razing down his home village. With little more than goodbyes to his parents and siblings, he obediently marched off to do just that. Only four months later, he was sent with a troop to stop an ambush that would have taken down his home village, and from there he pled his life to Tempus to save others much like his family. He followed his visions and dreams to wherever Tempus would lead him. Losing his eye in the mountains of the Orc lands, and nearly being cut down in Duergar territory, Tempus came to him in one final dream.

Tempus gave him his blessing to cease fighting, and instead live a quiet life as he wanted. There was only one condition, he could never return to his homeland, or his enemies would find him there and destroy his family. Valilus accepted these terms, and started the life of a nomadic mercenary, doomed to never return home to the very people he devoted his life to saving.

 

[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Baroness Heliconia Birchleaf ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.


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‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.General Information:​

❀Full Name - Baroness Heliconia Verdant Birchleaf
❀Name Pronunciation - Heh-luh-kow-nee-uh
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Heliconia, Heli
❀Age - Exact Age unknown, Between 100-120, Appears early twenties.
❀Race - Wood Nymph/Dryad
❀Birthplace - Verdant Forest, Fae Territory
❀Sex/Gender - Female
❀Sexuality - Straight
❀Hair - Light Brown
❀Eyes - Purple/Blue
❀Height - 5'2
❀Build - Slim, Petite
❀Patron Deity - Meilikki
❀Notable Features - Large, curled horns with silver gilding at the ends, large pointed ears. Her eyes are constantly switching between purple and blue, a sign of the great magic flowing through her.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:​

Heliconia is a patient, elegant noblewoman of proud heritage. She is a direct descendant of the goddess Meilikki, being one of her granddaughters, and has lent her great magic to the kingdom during times of war, drought, and other natural and manmade disasters to mitigate the damage done to the common people. She can speak several languages, including the language of the flora, and most local fauna. She is most at ease when surrounded by nature, but can handle herself well in proper social situations with noble and common folk alike. Due to her close connections to the Royal Family, and her benevolence to the common people, she is well known as a kind, but firm lady. However, she is also known for breaking 'noble' protocol when she feels it's more of a hinderance. She has many a time lowered herself to speak to common children, done 'common' labor, and spoken to common folk as equals which has caused some scandal in the noble courts.

❀Likes - Handmade gifts, animals, children, spiced wine
❀Dislikes - Bravado, politics, damage to nature.
❀Alignment - Chaotic Good
❀Other - Heliconia doesn't care much for what humans and elves think is 'proper' behavior. If she feels the urge to kick off her shoes and wade in the river, even while at a noble gathering, she will without question.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:​

Heliconia was born in a noble house, her father being a son of the goddess Meilikki, and a notable Duke. Her mother was a common dryad, but had charmed her father with her free spirit, which passed down to Heliconia at a very young age. Being the youngest child of seven meant that she would not be able to take the title of Duchess, but due to her benevolent and kind nature that only grew stronger as she aged, her father gave her a sizable portion of his assets, enough to make her a Baroness within the court to continue her aid to the common people and the lands of the Kingdom. During a Great War when she was many years past maturity, Heliconia put herself in the front lines, claiming that she would not ask the common folk of her villages to fight a war she wouldn't put herself in. Her control of nature turned the tides and kept casualties minimal on both sides, allowing the talks and negotiations for peace to end the Great War. The Royal Court offered her a higher title and she declined, perfectly content with what she had and not wanting for more. She did however accept lands that were ravaged and no longer suitable for agriculture, that she then revitalized and turned into a sanctuary for animals of magic and non-magic origin.

 

[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Calathea Cure‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

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❀Full Name - Calathea Cure
❀Name Pronunciation - Ka-luh-thee-uh
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Cala, Thea, Cali
❀Age - 27
❀Race - Tiefling
❀Birthplace - Somewhere in the Hells (Unknown)
❀Sex/Gender - Female
❀Sexuality - Lesbian
❀Hair - Black, Curly
❀Eyes - Pink with black sclera
❀Height - 5'3
❀Build - Slim, Some Muscle
❀Patron Deity - Illmater
❀Notable Features - Two sets of horns, one short and standing, the other slight curled back. Markings on her nose that are made of the same material as her horns, leading some to believe there is dragon blood somewhere in her bloodline. Her lashes are naturally white, as are her brows, but she powders her brows black as she prefers them that way. The tip of her tail is shaped like a heart, though Calathea hates it as her kin have found it a disturbing mutation.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:​

Calathea is a very timid, shy woman who doesn't talk much about herself. She doesn't trust easily, but is always willing to help others. She is extremely devout to Illmater which means she often times takes way more on her shoulders than she needs to or can truly handle. She is extremely soft when it comes to living things, she could shed tears over a crushed butterfly or wilted flower on the wrong day. Even with her tender heart, she operates well under pressure, but then will break down once the danger is over.

❀Likes - Animals, cheese, snow, embroidery
❀Dislikes - Extreme heat, mead/rum, dishonesty
❀Alignment - Neutral Good
❀Other - Is very sensitive to the mentioning of her Tiefling heritage or being called 'devil spawn'. She is very introverted and doesn't talk much to strangers, but once she gets to know someone, she's more than chatty.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:​

Calathea doesn't talk much about her past, or want many people to know about it. She is the youngest daughter of one of the archdevils of hell, but she would never tell anyone this, as she doesn't want to be returned to them, or let anyone find out her true origins. She has changed her last name to match her work instead of the one her parent gave her. She escaped from the hells at a very young age, and was able to take on a new identity as only three devils even knew of her existence. Now that she is older and her horns have come in, she feels less worry about being discovered, but the danger is still there. She has taken on the role of a clerical mercenary in order to do good in the world to try and atone for her demonic heritage, feeling as if she's evil and lowly just from her birth.

 

[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Ileleste Evae ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

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❀Full Name - Ileleste Evae (Tearfall Love in Elven)
❀Name Pronunciation - Eel-leh-lest-tay
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Eve, Eelie
❀Age - 135 - Appears in her early twenties
❀Race - High Elven
❀Birthplace - The High Forest
❀Sex/Gender - Female
❀Sexuality - Pansexual
❀Hair - White
❀Eyes - Gold/Brown
❀Height - 5'5
❀Build - Slim/Light Muscle
❀Patron Deity - Corellon Larethian
❀Notable Features - Very slight freckles dotting over her nose and cheeks that she always attempts to hide with makeup or glamours, although it rarely works. All the hair on her form is white, even her lashes which she colors with makeup. However she does not have albinism.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:​

Ileleste puts on a facade of superiority to try and hold onto what attention she thinks she has. She preens and practically begs for attention whenever she can get it. When she thinks no one is watching, she's an anxious, depressed wreck. She often times isolates herself from anyone that tries to get to know her as a person, not wanting anyone to know who she is underneath the bravado.

❀Likes - Finery, Fine Wine, Embroidery and Fibercraft.
❀Dislikes - Muck, Bugs, the Dark
❀Alignment - Chaotic Good
❀Other - Ileleste's magic is tied to her emotions, if she's severely stressed her magic more often does things she doesn't want it to. If she's angry fire charge often seeps into her magic, etc.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:​

Ileleste is a child of noble blood in the High Elven kingdom. Being the middle child of her father's children has left her in a precarious spot, where her older siblings are established, renown hero's or scholars, and her younger siblings all being magic prodigies, she's often times considered the 'dud' of the family. She has a huge affinity for magic, being born a sorceress, however... Her powers are unstable, often ending with her magic doing things that she didn't intent, or making the effects far more or less than she meant it too. When she was branded a Wild Magic Sorceress by the mages of her homeland, her family was horrified, and Ileleste was left to grapple with the feeling of failure even though there was nothing for her to do to change her magical affinity. She trained hard, but even with her hard training she was still 'only a wild whelp' to her family and kin. This lead her to move out of Elven lands and into some of the mixed areas of other kingdoms.

She was shocked at the reaction that she got among the people in this new area. They fawned over her high elven heritage, as rarely if ever did they come out of the High Forest to mingle with others. Her wild magic was praised and even sought after for events and showings at royal parties. The attention was intoxicating after all her life of being a no one, of being nothing but a 'wild whelp', people were idolizing her. However she feared that one day more elves would come to the towns, showing just how much of a failure she was compared to her kin, which has led to a haughty facade that hides the true fear in her heart of losing the place that she's been given. It often leads to her saying or doing things she doesn't want to just to fit in with the people who are giving her the attention. She tries to say the right things to the right people, so that everyone will like her.

 

[Inquisitor Xeno]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.The Woman - Sapria‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

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❀Full Name - Sapria
❀Name Pronunciation - Sap-ree-uh
❀Common Name/Nicknames - Unknown
❀Age - Unknown - Appears mid 30's
❀Race - Tiefling
❀Birthplace - Unknown
❀Sex/Gender - Female
❀Sexuality - Unknown
❀Hair - Appears a reddish-brown
❀Eyes - None
❀Height - 5'2
❀Build - Slim/Petite
❀Patron Deity - Jergal
❀Notable Features - Sapria is an undead, so there is no warmth to her body. She has horns that connect, but there's no indication of if this is a natural occurrence, or born out of the magic used to revive her. Has no eyes, as they were long gone before she was revived, she can see, but it's not obvious as to how she can see.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Personality:​

Sapria is quiet and mostly confused. She doesn't remember anything about her life, like who she is, or where she came from. She awoke in a dark place, being only told that her name is now Sapria by a voice, and that she was revived to do the bidding of a greater force. She is mostly passive, and when not on a task, sticks to the shadows and searches around where she awoke, to try and find any clues to who she was and who reanimated her.

❀Likes - Quiet, soft furs
❀Dislikes - Pain
❀Alignment - Neutral
❀Other - Is sensitive to the sound of snakes

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.History:​

The woman awoke in a dark place, being only told that her name is now Sapria by a voice, and that she was revived to do the bidding of a greater force. She is given instructions from a disembodied voice that it seems only she can hear, and with each completed task, she is given a part of what she was buried with to try and piece together who she was. But without the memories of her past life, they don't mean much to her. She still clings to them in the hopes she can discover who she was when she was alive, and understand why she's being used in this manner.

The tasks that she is asked to carry out seem like they are varied in their scope, but in the end, the voice always demands that she take a life, otherwise she is put through terrible, agonizing pain. She is more than capable to carry out her tasks, having natural affinity to stealth and wielding weapons, she's left to wonder if she was a good or bad person before, and if she deserves what she's being put through now.