Alvara

Alvara Tizoc O'Valmen or for short Alvara is half Elf and half Human,  and has the dragon blood of old Escharia she is the daughter of the great Vansh and Mel Valronov. Alvara carries the optimism and courageous spirit of her father whilst also carrying her mothers temper, she is kind and hardworking and is always looking to life as if it is one big game.

Personality
Alvara has been very humble and clear since she was very little, she would never brag about her family's status or wealth, but when she saw something she did not like she would make it very clear on what thought. She advocates for self-love and self-resilience.

Origin
Alvara grew up and spent most of her time with her Mother in Valron she grew up to love it and gained the "I would die for my country but I could never let my country die for me" mindset, this helped her gain loyalty and trust with the people in Valron but at a certain point she got to obsessive over it so she was sent across the seas to Farafin to live with her father.

Whilst living with her father Alvara became more political focused and started to focus more on the big picture, she used to help manage people and observe how people work hoping that this would help her figure out and understand the ways people decide to do  things and why they do it like that, for example she watched multiple farmers plant new seeds and each farmer had a different method, one farmer sprinkled them across the field, another farmer stood still and threw them around and the last farmer placed each seed with care making sure that each seed was equally spread out and that they will each grow nicely, now many people would not understand why she did this and they would think that it is pointless but really she was understanding peoples Morales and was figuring out the thought process of each farmer and that farmer one was scattering the seeds because he wanted to do his job quickly, farmer two stood still whilst throwing the seeds because he was lazy and the last farmer placed them individually because he wanted to do it properly.

After 5 long years Alvara set sail to head back to Valron to join her mother after studying and learning abroad with her father, when she arrived in Valron she was welcomed with a party to celebrate her return. But things looked better than it was at the time, Valron had a lot of its folks voyaging and joining the war efforts and was left with multiple abandoned settlements one of them being Krigor this was a old settlement which tracks back hundreds of years ago so when she went there she did not know what to expect but when she got there it was not a face of disgust she had but a face of love, she loved it the city was tucked away deep within a forest and blended in nicely with the terrain the large mountains around it made it easy to spot people from miles away so she swore to her mother that she will help Krigor rise up again and return it to its former glory.

Alvara was not used to the traditional architecture so she had to adapt, the buildings was all mostly it good condition since the giant forest would keep it safe from most of the dangers which the land had. A couple months into Alvara's reign of Krigor she accepted a handful of refugees and foreigners which were looking to set up a home in peaceful lands, and this is exactly what was needed before these people joined the population was slim to none and progress on the city work was slow, the new citizens joined the city and helped it vastly grow, a dockyard was built and expanded, living and market districts started popping up and the city grew into a great thriving city.

Mother Of Dragons
Alvara was born part of the T"arga're'yahsv House and inherited the dragon blood of old Escharia with that she would be able to control dragons and could make a bond with them a bond so strong it cannot be broken. One day in Farafin Alvara was talking to her father about the history of the family and whilst talking about the great dragons a messenger had came to inform her that they was at war.... They needed her back home and she knew this so she stopped her reunion with her father short and got on the next boat and left to return to Krigor.

Once she arrived back to Krigor she eased her citizens and comforted them, they knew it was going to be a long and bloody war but she was willing to fight until the end and that she did, later that month she was given orders by the army  to march and partake in the battle vs Northport it was long and painful, arrows from the city rained over the allied forces it was the peak of day yet it made it look like the night, they eventually broke through the gates but was pushed back not long after, Alvara knew there was no winning this battle so she led her Units back to a tactical retreat, it was then when she almost met her fate a heavily armoured enemy unit arrived and wiped out her team she was being chased by these savages as they shouted out slurs to weaken her moral but no, she did not give up she was a expert archer and would prove that so retreating but every couple of minutes releasing a arrow right into the enemy, but she was cornered by a river she knew there was only one way down and that she would have to take the jump so she did, she leaped off the cliff edge into this river hitting her head on the way, the river bashed her around throwing her like a rag doll...

She woke up later that night on the side of the shore at the entrance of a cave, she heard whispering telling her to enter but she thought these was just the noises of the distant battle, she went to leave but in a instant she felt a tug on her cape even though  no one was there, she lit her torch and entered the cave stepping over fallen rubble and slicing away the cobwebs it was then when the  voices became louder than ever, she could tell she was close  to something and then... which seemed like a stone but was so much more, she had heard stories of this before but never knew that it was true, she remember hearing her father tell her about dragons which could embed themselves in a stone casting  letting them health and recover, as she touched the stone she felt something within her awaken she felt 2 heartbeats she could feel the spirit of the dragon, ready to be awoken from there slumber so that is exactly what she did, she pulled out her  great axe of  frihet and strikes the stone once splitting it into tiny pieces awakening and forming a bond with Aasim, all of a sudden she could see the past history of the dragon, her memories became colds and colds memories became hers they had successfully bonded and by doing so they had brought back a dragon into  existence cementing the history of her family.

Krigorian Purging
It was a cold day and soft whistle swept through the lands, Alvara had ordered her royal guard to round up a number of citizens which had found out to be criminals trying to organise murders and theft, these citizens wanted nothing but war and chaos for the lands, so they was deemed unworthy to be within them, they was gathered at the bottom of the great gates and Alvara banished all of them, she stood on top of the gate, she said to them "if I catch one of you back here I will have your head and then the head of your friends and family, do not test me or you will get punished you should be grateful that I spared your lives now goo!" the banished left the capital and was last spotted running to the lands of Haven, Alvara was angry that she could not see the flaw within her own town which she thought was so pure and swore to bring righteousness to Krigor, She then turned around with her citizens looking at her in shock, she said to them:

"Citizens of Krigor It is with great honour that I can be here running this city but I do not run this city as just royalty or just because I wished it so, I run this city because I sense a strong amount of passion and liveliness I can smell it in the air, the smell of hammers clanking away in the Krigorian Forges I can smell the bread being baked the fires being lit and I can tell you now that this is only the begging a new era has arrived in Krigor, with you citizens here I am willing to take us to the main stage a city which is heard by far across the world even in the lands of Eldham, the way I see it I am no more than a citizen yes I have a crown a title the role of leadership but when I am here I eat the same food as you, I have the same amount of scars as you all, my fingers bleed from the splinters of the thick wood we carry, I do not see a difference with what we do, yes we all have individual goals but a goal we all do share is to be on the main stage and to laugh and grow old together in this great city.

With times like these with war on the verge it is important to stay strong and united it is important to stay as one solid object we cannot let ourselves scatter into groups because that is exactly what the enemy want, they wish for us to fall to corruption and inactivity like every other great prospect before us, but we will not fall and if we fall we will rise up far greater than before,

when I first took ownership of these lands around us we was in dire state of need, people was leaving left right and centre the population was closing down to zero, but myself and you great warriors helped me rebuild this small town into what is now a thriving community no we may not be as great as the old Escharian empire or as big as Viodoxa but we are Krigor we are a town which makes something out of nothing, a town which makes opportunities as someone breaths, you will not be alone in Krigor there is always something to be done or achieved and even though some of you may not be warriors in role you are certainly warriors in spirit, now let us drink till the sun rises and eat until we cannot eat anymore since today is a day we celebrate the Purging of Krigor and new era of this great city!*

With this speech the citizens of Krigor cheered, a city free of crime, a city of opportunities, a city of hope was born...

Era of Frihet
The Era of Frihet is the start of Alvara's reign as Queen of Valron she held her head high proud to be ruling her Queendom hoping to rule just as well if not better than her Mother Mel O'Valmen she wanted to make both her mother and her people proud she started by refurbishing the roads, she worked herself in the cactus pits of Krigor working with her people to improve her Queendom, during this era her Queendom rose from small defenceless towns into large fortified cities thriving with wealth, opportunities and joy.

The Beginning of the End
''One day, as the queen stood before her court, addressing her advisors, she felt her strength waver. Her legs trembled, and a sudden bout of dizziness overcame her. Unable to conceal her condition any longer, she collapsed onto her throne, her vision blurred.''

''The gasps of shock and worry filled the court as her son rushed to his mothers side. He spoke softly to her, assuring her that her secret was safe, but her illness had reached a critical point.''

''The time for hiding had passed. With a heavy heart, Queen Alvara finally revealed the truth to her people. She confessed to her battle with the soul sickness and assured them that she would continue to rule as long as her strength allowed. She pleaded with her advisors and subjects to support her chosen heir, her beloved adopted son Sima O'Valmen.''

''The province united like never before, rallying behind their ailing queen and preparing for the inevitable transition of power. Alvara's reign had been marked by compassion, wisdom, and unwavering dedication to her people, and her legacy would live on through her son.''

Death surrounds Alvara's Soul...

The End of the Road
On a warm summer evening, as the sun cast a golden glow over the royal gardens, Queen Alvara summoned her closest advisors, her loyal knights, and her most trusted confidantes to her bedside. The air was thick with both sorrow and reverence as they gathered around her.

With a frail but steady voice, Alvara began to speak, her words weaving a tapestry of magic and wisdom. "My dear friends," she began, "the time has come for me to depart from this world and journey into the realms of the unknown. But before I go, there are words that I wish to share with you."

She spoke of unity, urging her people to stand together in the face of adversity and to cherish the bonds that had kept Valron strong for generations. She spoke of compassion, reminding them that kindness was the truest form of magic, capable of healing even the deepest wounds.

Then, her voice grew softer, and her eyes shimmered with a hint of tears as the night sky filled with stars and the moon bathed the gardens in a silvery glow, Queen Alvara's final words were of hope. "Though I may leave this world," she said, "know that my spirit will forever be a part of Valron. I will watch over you, my dear kingdom, and my love for each and every one of you will endure through time."

With those words, Alvara's eyes closed, and her breath grew shallow. Her loyal subjects wept, for they knew that they were witnessing the passing of a beloved queen and a revered guardian of their land's magic.

In the days that followed, the Kingdom of Valron mourned its queen, but her words lived on in the hearts of her people. They embraced her wisdom, working together to protect their realm and spread the message of kindness and compassion.

And so, the legacy of Queen Alvara endured, her final words echoing through the ages, reminding the people of Valron that even in the face of endings, there was always the promise of new beginnings, and that the magic of their land would forever thrive as long as they held true to the lessons of their wise and beloved queen.

Although the journey does not end here her adopted son Sima O'Valmen which later transcends into Sima Bakura takes the throne eager to complete his Mothers dreams...