Ivy Antioch

The world of Rathnir is a brutal place  - a fact that never changes. ..
In the continent of Plagos, A moon elf couple, newlywed and expecting soon, prepared themselves to set sail across seas knowing they would find greener pastures, regardless of the dangers and the warnings of the ocean’s treacheries. Though relatively young within their species, with Rüm being 50 and his wife, Lumaire, being just four years his junior, they had both lived long enough to see the writing on the wall. At every sign, the political circumstance was clear : Plagos, their home, was soon to fall. Fifteen years later, the archipelago continent and any memory of Lunari’s vast empire had been wiped off the face of the planet. Kartek now ruled the northern seas. The couple still grieve to this day for their fallen homeland, but their spirits were never broken. Lumaire had successfully given birth to their only child, and she grew up strong and beautiful.

This child was Ivy Antioch - the last moon elf in Cymru.
“In the end, it’s true what they say: the world of Rathnir is a brutal place - a fact that never changes, and, yet, reality isn't exactly that. Better futures can be born. My father and mother believed that, and that’s how I’m here today.” – Ivy Antioch

Personality
If you asked Oskari, her beloved husband, and a sample of her other associates, you would likely receive the same answer:

“She’s awfully quiet - in an attentive, contemplated, even solemn, sort of way.”

This is true, even the solemnity. She contemplates much in her silence. One can wish what she thinks of. '''Naturally, she doesn't say. . .mostly'''. At times, though, her thoughts do reveal themselves in the oddest of questions:

“Hey, honey, I know you love me but, why is that?”

“Oskari, babe, other than my parents and I, do you think all the moon elves are. . .extinct?”

“Dearest, what do you do whenever you feel. . .lonely or left out - like you never feel like you belong anywhere?”

Her Life, At this Point
Her parents, being both bold and incredibly determined, journeyed far south from Plagos to the continent of Cymru. They found refuge and easier immigration into Floria, a nation founded on the tailend of a peninsula south-west on the continent. It soon became their new home. Ivy was born in a room with a view of the Blooming Keep in Rose - the nation’s capital. In fact, the white royal palace was the first thing she saw when she first opened her eyes. It was only destiny then that she grew attached to the nation, and forever, she would acknowledge Floria as her first home - the place where her heart belongs.

Following the wars against Valondor, Ivy was honorably discharged and her company, the 4th Florian Marines, was dissolved. With the pressure of being impoverished soon due to unemployment and expensive rent rates, she decided to travel further inland, touring the rest of the continent in search of better work, income, and housing opportunities.

During these business trips, she met Oskari, a man of similar quiet personality with a passion for brewing. Eventually, his passion would become lucrative, and Oskari would become one of the most financially successful brewers in all of Sirradra.

Some of Her Interesting Short Rambles
“Loic? Yeah, to me, he’s really one of the most dynamic characters in history. He’s really a legend. I’m not sure if he’d be a good husband to anybody, though. All those wars would drive me insane.”

“I’ve been learning about Hazel. The McSpeigel. And I really admire her a lot. She’s an elf and was able to obtain so much prestige - so much power. I wonder what it was like carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. I wouldn’t want to meet her, though. I also heard that she was quite mean. . a bit stubborn, too - beyond belief.”

“I love my husband, Oskari. He reminds me of my father - a lot, actually. He’s just as straightforward and super honest about his feelings, and I love that about him.”

“Floria is such a beautiful place. Sirradra is a pretty place, too. I hope the two, for a long time, get along well with each other. Knowing that nothing lasts, I wish this, at the very least.”