Esther

A Puric mendicant from the Abdeshic Order, Esther is a young novitiate, only having recently been ordained. Though the land she finds herself in is a far cry from the arid climate she originates from, she is determined to save the souls of those truly repentant, to those willing to know. And whether she succeeds or fails in her mission, at least she has done right by the Goddess. Esther is short and possesses a frankly dainty and petite figure, though it's made slightly curvaceous with her full and ample breasts, wide hips, thick thighs and rear. Her hair is wavy, long and white; allowed to descend well past the small of her back. Bandages cover the remnants of flame-marked stigmata on her flesh. Esther's voice is breathy, a light, ethereal, almost angelically delicate whisper. Her faux albinistic skin is porcelain smooth and unworked. Esther speaks in Early Modern English, using archaic and obsolete words like 'coxcomb', distinguished by a tu-vos distinction between informal, singular 'thou' and plural or singular polite 'you,' uncommon interrogative do-support resulting in 'likest thou this brooch?' instead of 'dost thou like this brooch?' and so on. Esther places little importance on material things, even her clothes. Though she does typically travel in robes, a thing is a thing. Whether they are armored or unarmored, white, brown or red, plain or ornate, it matters not to her. There is no need to fret over attire. So long as one has something to wear, then all thanks must be given to the beneficent Goddess above. Always wrapped around her eyes is a blindfold, and its etched runes appear and disappear as they please. Of the few items Esther carries, all but her swordstick are religious in some form; though most are scripture. Most prized of all her scant possessions is her book of hymns, and though she could easily quote from the canon she carries by memory alone, the loss of any such item would anguish her. These are carried not quite in a backpack, but in a large satchel instead. Alongside this satchel, she has several smaller pouches for miscellanea such as coins or herbs, things that she thinks would be useful for her itinerant life. The blind priestess is pure and demure, a gentle soul. Her compassion extends to all things, and her patience and passion similarly so. She is a kindly, and empathetic woman, just and polite; almost motherly, and an exemplar of priestly ideal. Of course, her precognition renders her slightly aloof, distant, disjoined; though never cold. She is rarely seen without a contented smile on her face; her joy thin and fallow, as delicate as herself. Charmingly curious, Esther can be somewhat naïve in her enrapturement with the world; though attempting to fool one as smart as herself, much less one gifted with foresight potent even by her sisters' standards would be folly. An amateur chantress, Esther often idly sings hymns, rarely ever finding a reason not to sing. To be given lungs and not use them is silly to her, although despite her breath-taking musicality; it almost seems that the effort is painful to her. Yet she carries on. So too does she often quote proverbs or verses from Elusite canon; especially if they're from the Puric tradition. These quotations are almost always appropriate to the current situation she finds herself in; and at this point the recitation may be mere reflex. Esther is a sorcerous prodigy, her devotion and her skill at the magics of her order meaning she will go far one day. Indeed, such is her strength of foresight that even she knows not of her own limit; nor does she wish to know how far she can see. Despite her ability, she possesses no ambition, no desire for anything more than she already is, for the work alone sustains her. Although Esther finds great joy and fulfillment in her work and live as an itinerant preacher; a part of her does hope to settle down and live with her future family as a jurist, perhaps. But this is only a possibility; with only the vaguest sort of precognition she allows on the matter elucidating it.