Sages

You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” - Izel's nose subtly wrinkled as the question was posed, hinting at her discomfort with self-reflection and her reluctance to share her inner thoughts. "Ah..." She trailed off, lost in contemplation, as a flood of childhood memories swirled within her mind. Raised in a family of doctors and scholars, within the embrace of a vast kinship filled with siblings and cousins, Izel held the position of being the eldest. It was a role that often found her tending to the needs of her family members. Driven by a deep commitment to follow in her family's footsteps, she dedicated herself to her work. Even at her current age, she was recognized as a highly proficient medic, providing assurance of health to those who sought her care. However, her life had revolved solely around her work and family, leaving little room for personal exploration. This had left the elf with a profound sense of melancholy regarding her own progress, making her reluctant to divulge her feelings. Sucking her teeth in a contemplative gesture, Izel turned her gaze to the side. "Nothing of great significance," she finally stated, her full lips pressing together. "Just a doctor, that's all."

Sage was born on April 16th, into the hands of a woman named Émilienne and a man named Oak. The couple could not remain tied together, being left with her father and moving to a village near Acras. As she aged she found herself always in a book reading about topics she idolized, to be exact, medicine. Though as she was soon to enter her youthful teens her father passed away from his efforts of protecting their home. Due to the Father’s death the Mother grew sickly. Sage was used as her mother’s caretaker coming at her beckoning call, yet complied. The only thing Sage had sought to be enjoyable was her studies. As she turned 18, the woman finally snapped. Years of expectations finally caused her mind to blow in rage. A fight broke out amongst the family and they all went to their rooms silently. The village was silent, the rest slept within their homes. However, the morning was awake by the scream of her step-brother. The mother had been taken by the illness, dead. The Marais family was not the same after that. Sage found herself leaving the village. Basil picked up his music career and found love. Cicely learning her passion for wood working. They all became strangers, just how Sage’s life had begun.