A guardian angel who carries herself with an air of ethereal grace. Gentle and soft-spoken, she generally has a calm and level-headed attitude, albeit with an undertone of sombre melancholy. Although she is quiet, she is very inquisitive and observant, always watching, always listening, taking in as much information as she can. This makes her skilled at reading and understanding people, but her high empathy can be to her own detriment at times. She has a strong sense of justice, however her lack of confidence and aversion to conflict means she can struggle to be assertive, leaving her in inner turmoil.
Middle-tier power level. Primarily specialising in divination magic, secondarily abjuration magic. Powers include:
Standard powers all angels possess to some degree:
Polaris was not always who she is today. She was born a mortal human. However, her recollection of this time is hazy at best. Angels do not often keep their past-life memory upon ascending. Names, faces, and details become lost in a fog, faded further over the passing centuries. There are times when the mystery of who she once was gnaws at her, but even attempts to discern through magical means are met with figurative radio static, as if there was some kind of interference.
In any case, upon resurrection she was given a new identity and purpose, that life is far behind her now...
Throughout the centuries she has drifted, as the currents of life pull her to and fro, leading her along an ever winding path -- at times feeling lost, at times discovering herself.
n her early decades she studied as an apprentice diviner, studious and diligent. A rising star, her talent for the craft was soon noted, her growing skill caught the attention of many. There was great value in power such as this, the service of an oracle was highly sought after. When she later began working as an advisor for nobles, Polaris found herself in a position of great power.
Yet it felt wrong, like a gilded cage. The weight of such responsibility was a heavy burden to bear, all the pressure and expectations it brought upon her. Ever humble, Polaris never felt proud or boastful in the spotlight. Being watched felt deeply uncomfortable -- the irony of that was not lost -- but she wished, for once, to be seen as a person, not just as a tool.
Despite her doubts and fears, there was a ray of light in this situation. In the company of lords, this is how she came to meet Aura. The angel of the sun was everything Polaris was not -- ambitious and confident -- it was admirable. And captivating. By chance (and perhaps a little deliberate foresight) they kept crossing paths. As they got to know each other, they began to find convenient excuses to spend more time together. Aura would be willing to stand up for her, and Polaris felt safe and comforted by her presence. Over time, their bond grew into into a close relationship that toed a blurry line between friendship and something more intimate.
But alas, they were different as night and day. Their chosen lifepaths diverged, and conflicting morals pushed that loyalty to a breaking point, driving a rift between them...
Her visions told of dark clouds on the horizon. Interdimensional conflicts were escalating, the tension was heavy in the air like a storm about to break.
The sun twins chose to heed the call, joining the war against the demons. Polaris was no warrior, however. She stayed behind, instead seeking to help by volunteering as a medic and healer. The senseless bloodshed she witnessed haunts her, turning her further away from the conflict.
Aura had tried to insist that Polaris' skills would be better put to use as a spymaster and strategist. But this was exactly the fate the oracle had feared, to be used, to be wielded like a weapon. By principle, Polaris refused to use her scrying abilities in ways that could cause harm. She believed in a different possibility, vouching for a peaceful and diplomatic solution. This opinion made her very unpopular, some considered it heretical. No one cared to listen to her guidance when it was not what they wanted to hear.
During a confrontation, Polaris finally found the courage to put her foot down. She had hoped Aura of all people would understand, would stand by her decision. Instead, her old friend turned on her, accusing her of sympathising with the enemy. This has put Polaris in a perilous position, with a dangerous rival waiting for the chance to bring her downfall...
Once a dearly beloved friend. Perhaps more? The nature of their relationship was always left unspoken, but the fact remains that Aura was someone whom Polaris admired and cared about deeply. She still cares, even now. Watching as Aura began to follow a dark path of vengeance and bloodshed was something Polaris could not condone, so they cut ties, even though distance and bitterness that lays between them now breaks her heart.
Having met through Aura, the two found themselves in each other's company often, and considered each other good friends. Polaris misses them very much, and regrets the fact she never got the chance to say a proper goodbye.
"I grieve the loss, too. But accelerating this conflict is not the solution. Throwing more lives into the fodder will not bring back the dead."