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Belova has a minion!
Yelena the Aphrodite
Yelena the Aphrodite
Belova
Legacy Name: Belova
The Sweetheart Dillema
Owner: Salem
Age: 6 years, 9 months, 1 week
Born: July 27th, 2017
Adopted: 6 years, 9 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: July 27th, 2017
Statistics
- Level: 55
- Strength: 95
- Defense: 40
- Speed: 30
- Health: 40
- HP: 40/40
- Intelligence: 166
- Books Read: 166
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Villainous Henchmen
Very little is known about The Lover, and even less is certain about her. Those who tell the legends of Belova offer various versions as to her origins; a goddess, a spirit, a force of nature, an ancient witch, a trickster, an experience, an anomaly.
You've found her. It's never an accident, she assures you. It's always meant to be.
She appears as a youthful, curvaceous woman with dark skin; black, wild hair, curved horns. You stop staring at her when you see her smiling. Her face seems peaceful, as if she’s happy to meet you.
Without a word, she offers you a hot beverage. It's chilling out here in the Arctic Frost, only the bravest of hearts would venture into this dangerous section of the mountains willingly. Her presence is comforting. Only now you notice the soft glow emanating from her skin.
You were not lucky to find her, she says. She was expecting you. She could feel you; your aching heart was calling out to her for a long time. Until now, you weren’t ready to meet each other. For a moment she felt scared you wouldn’t follow her to her cottage when she chose to appear to you as a beautiful gray moth, but you did and now you’re here.
Around you there are unmarked books as old as time but still shining new, bright trinkets, warm candles, and an assortment of decorations. It's a small space, cozy.
“Why are you here?” she asks.
She puts her finger against her lips when you open your mouth.
“Your heart will do the talking” she says, closing her eyes.
A big smile lights up her face.
“The path to your true love has been cleared; keep your heart open, and follow the clues”
You wake up by Vanya's workshop. The last thing you remember is a bright light surrounding your entire body. There's something in your hand: an old key; your first clue.
Belova, the common name for The Lover, is one of the true neutral forces in the world, neither completely good, nor truly evil. A shapeshifter, it often changes appearance depending on who’s around; while its true form is a mystery, the most recognized shape of The Lover is that of a large woman with unusual features such as thick horns and glowing skin. While she’s usually confined to the arctic regions of the world, she seldom appears in other places under different guises.
It’s not completely understood why she took the duty of protecting love and the hearts of the inhabitants of the world, whether she draws her power from the strong emotions of others, or if something happened to her that turned her towards it.
At first glance, her actions seem benevolent; she can unite pure hearts with their true love, mend broken hearts, and guide brave hearts towards their real passion. On a closer look, however, she also has her dark side. A spirit of vengeance for those who have been hurt, she often seeks people who take delight in breaking hearts, or those who are careless with the love that others offer; she takes the form of the people they long for the most and leads them to perilous death, or assumes the shape of the person they’ve hurt the most to torture their psyche, leaving them a mindless husk after the ordeal is over.
She might be a goddess, a spirit, or a witch, the difference doesn’t really matter. Some of her tricks she’s had from the beginning, while others she has learned with the years, but they all come to her with ease.
Her collection of powers include immortality, shapeshifting, mind reading, supernatural empathy, teleportation, manipulation of the elements, and a limited form of reality warping by access to the Threads of Destiny that bind everything that was, everything that is, and everything to be. She can also cast spells of great power and brew potions with various effects.
You've found her. It's never an accident, she assures you. It's always meant to be.
She appears as a youthful, curvaceous woman with dark skin; black, wild hair, curved horns. You stop staring at her when you see her smiling. Her face seems peaceful, as if she’s happy to meet you.
Without a word, she offers you a hot beverage. It's chilling out here in the Arctic Frost, only the bravest of hearts would venture into this dangerous section of the mountains willingly. Her presence is comforting. Only now you notice the soft glow emanating from her skin.
You were not lucky to find her, she says. She was expecting you. She could feel you; your aching heart was calling out to her for a long time. Until now, you weren’t ready to meet each other. For a moment she felt scared you wouldn’t follow her to her cottage when she chose to appear to you as a beautiful gray moth, but you did and now you’re here.
Around you there are unmarked books as old as time but still shining new, bright trinkets, warm candles, and an assortment of decorations. It's a small space, cozy.
“Why are you here?” she asks.
She puts her finger against her lips when you open your mouth.
“Your heart will do the talking” she says, closing her eyes.
A big smile lights up her face.
“The path to your true love has been cleared; keep your heart open, and follow the clues”
You wake up by Vanya's workshop. The last thing you remember is a bright light surrounding your entire body. There's something in your hand: an old key; your first clue.
It’s not completely understood why she took the duty of protecting love and the hearts of the inhabitants of the world, whether she draws her power from the strong emotions of others, or if something happened to her that turned her towards it.
At first glance, her actions seem benevolent; she can unite pure hearts with their true love, mend broken hearts, and guide brave hearts towards their real passion. On a closer look, however, she also has her dark side. A spirit of vengeance for those who have been hurt, she often seeks people who take delight in breaking hearts, or those who are careless with the love that others offer; she takes the form of the people they long for the most and leads them to perilous death, or assumes the shape of the person they’ve hurt the most to torture their psyche, leaving them a mindless husk after the ordeal is over.
She might be a goddess, a spirit, or a witch, the difference doesn’t really matter. Some of her tricks she’s had from the beginning, while others she has learned with the years, but they all come to her with ease.
Her collection of powers include immortality, shapeshifting, mind reading, supernatural empathy, teleportation, manipulation of the elements, and a limited form of reality warping by access to the Threads of Destiny that bind everything that was, everything that is, and everything to be. She can also cast spells of great power and brew potions with various effects.
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Black Graceful Witch Gown
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Wavy Athame
Harvested Heart
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Spool of Gold Thread
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Crocodile Tears
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Doves Blood
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Book of Ancient Black Magic
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Shield of Shade Scroll
Magic Hinges
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Love Bug Codex
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Book of Shadows
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