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Description
Name: Iselvella MoonShade
Titles: Voyd's Blade, Fallen Wielder
Age (at storyline convergence): 31
Race: Rieldar
Rank: Night Huntress
Weapon: Hunting knives

"Trust is for children who have no choice but to depend on those around them. Give it time. You’ll grow out of it."
"*After spending nearly a year blind* If one more person asks if I can see the irony of the situation, they're going to be swallowing blades. I don't need my vision to sense you all smiling."
"It’s not that I cause chaos wherever I go; it’s attracted to me."
"*Dryly* Yes, yes, I know: failure is the best teacher. That’s why I train with you."
"I have a sense of humor. It just doesn’t include pity laughs."
"*Rolling her eyes* No, I’m not fighting for the Voyd anymore. *catches the rude glance at the marking on her face and lowers her eyebrows a little more* Allegiance scars don’t wash out, you know."

Oh, my snarky darling. Don't worry, she's not as mean as she sounds, though most people don't get to know her well enough to figure that out.

My favorite trait of Vell's is her stubbornness: as a weapons-specialist, she hates using her magic. Of course, the whole point of being a Wielder is that her magic has been strengthened and given qualities to better fight the Ancients. So what does she do with her magic, once her sister finally twists her arm and gets her to start training with it? She turns it into blades and chucks them at people. Hey. If you know what you're good at...

Description
Name: Iselvella MoonShade
Titles: Voyd's Blade, Fallen Wielder
Age (at storyline convergence): 31
Race: Rieldar
Rank: Night Huntress
Weapon: Hunting knives

"Trust is for children who have no choice but to depend on those around them. Give it time. You’ll grow out of it."
"*After spending nearly a year blind* If one more person asks if I can see the irony of the situation, they're going to be swallowing blades. I don't need my vision to sense you all smiling."
"It’s not that I cause chaos wherever I go; it’s attracted to me."
"*Dryly* Yes, yes, I know: failure is the best teacher. That’s why I train with you."
"I have a sense of humor. It just doesn’t include pity laughs."
"*Rolling her eyes* No, I’m not fighting for the Voyd anymore. *catches the rude glance at the marking on her face and lowers her eyebrows a little more* Allegiance scars don’t wash out, you know."

Oh, my snarky darling. Don't worry, she's not as mean as she sounds, though most people don't get to know her well enough to figure that out.

My favorite trait of Vell's is her stubbornness: as a weapons-specialist, she hates using her magic. Of course, the whole point of being a Wielder is that her magic has been strengthened and given qualities to better fight the Ancients. So what does she do with her magic, once her sister finally twists her arm and gets her to start training with it? She turns it into blades and chucks them at people. Hey. If you know what you're good at...