Nova is my ‘human’ celestial warlock who is definitely not using mask of many faces to cover the fact that she’s actually a scourge aasimar. She’s a private investigator with an adventuring streak and a cryptic patron leading the way. Easy going, smooth talker, diffuser of tense situations.
So Bree and her companions’ backstories have finally be revealed so I can show all these off now. (Fair warning these drawings are all quite a few years old lol)
Info about Bree’s backstory under the cut (tw for parental abuse, physical abuse, self-harm)
Bree was born in a small cottage, that rested at the peak of a hill, overlooking the village of Loch Bàs and the lake for which the village got its name. Her parents were two very miserable and unstable people who didn’t know how to take care of a child, but didn’t want the town to get into their business. As unapproachable and rude people, Bree’s parents, who were called Ida and Conall O’Malley, were kept at a distance from the town. No one daring to push or pry into their private lives.
With a small cottage far up the hill, Bree’s birth and the early years of her lives were spent without anyone except her parents knowing about her existence. As she grew older, Bree was taught by her mother to read and would often spend time studying and exploring the forest surrounding the entire village, cottage, and its fields. She was a bright-eyed and extremely clever child who read everything her mother had and occasionally would bring home on trips. Getting older, her parents also grew more and more unstable and abusive. Attacking and screaming at each other, as well as taking their anger and frustration on Bree.
Around the age of 12, Bree woke to her parents in a heated and aggressive fight. Her father hitting her mother and gathering his things as she screamed at him. He slammed the door shut, and after he did, Bree watched as her mother began to perform a magical ritual. (Bree was startled but also in awe, having never seen magic before.) Her mother performed her spell, which ended in her taking an ancient and magical dagger, and stabbing herself in her heart with it. The magic caused green flames to engulf the house but spread over everything, leaving it unharmed.
Bree’s father had been leaving town just before he caught on fire, those same green flames reducing his body to ash and bone. Moiré, the leader of the village, sought to investigate the magical power and put an end to whatever had happened. When Moiré entered the cottage, she found Bree’s mother dead, and it was only moments after studying the scene that she heard a noise in a nearby. Investigating, Moiré found the small, shaking tiefling girl, hiding in a small makeshift bed.
From that point on, Moiré took responsibility for Bree and raised her as her own. Bree was introduced to the town and given her own room, all the food she could want, and all the little, simple comforts she had not known before. She grew up under Moiré, who was strict but extremely loving to not just her, but everyone in Loch Bàs. Bree’s curiosity and interest flourished. She grew closer and closer to the small town and eventually became a well-loved, endearing character that was looked after by all.
Eventually she moved back into her parents cottage, after a tense argument with Moiré, in order to have her own space and a closer place to the forest she had grown up to love so very, very much. She wanted a place to study and be alone to read without any disruptions from the townsfolk or just town in general. She and Moiré completely redecorated the cottage and worked to make it unrecognizable, the place she had grown up w her parents.
The story of Bree’s departure from her town and how she met her patron, I can also share, but I will collect some art and maybe make some before I tell that next part~
