 Outranked only by Liletha_Rose, it is Elvira’s duty to train the archers of Sylvania and make sure they are well drilled for any act of war, a duty she pursues tirelessly in an effort to weed out the troublemakers in her army and make the rest of her soldiers strong. She is as wicked as they come. Being in her army means being part of a well-oiled machine. You either work with her system and you become part of it….or you will die. It is just that simple. Elvira finds true desire in enjoying the suffering of others, especially if she is the one causing it. All of the smart soldiers in her ranks fear to disobey her because they know how Silara punishes them. As soon as you are drawn into her tent, half of the time you are never seen again. Whether your body is hung out upon the tallest Sylvanian flag mast for her entire army to see or you are shown off within her gut, your death will be long and painful. Those that survive her punishments are even worse off, leaving a broken person incapable of accomplishing the simplest tasks. Responding to threats by cowering in a corner, crying and wishing for bright lights in the terrible darkness of their shattered mind. Being a powerful archer and mage, she has numerous abilities. First and foremostly, she has the control of the elements. She uses these elements a lot in her archering, surrounding her arrows with blasts of flame, ice, and lightning for an explosive attack. Often she will use her magic in a way to eliminate your chance of dodging her attack, raising pillars of flames to surround the body of her prey so she can rain down arrows upon them. You have to either suck up your gut and dive into the flame, or you will be pierced with her arrows until you die. Her magic don’t end with the elements though. Her most powerful techniques come when she is alone with you, one on one. She’ll gaze into your eyes, sharpening her hypnotic gaze and drawing you in….and when you become lost in her eyes your mind and soul will be taken into Elvira’s own private mind-realm where she is in control. It will become their own personal hell. Elvira is free to kill them as many times as they want on whatever terms they want. Anything she wishes, Elvira can conjure in but an instant. If she wishes to strap you up in chains and whip you with a leather whip, she can do it. How about a sword through the heart over and over again, each stab causing the pain of death while at the same instant you are reborn as new life just to have it ended again? How would you like to be eaten by rats while you’re forced to push a stone wheel around in circles for no particular reason? Anything that Elvira wishes, she can do to you once she draws you into her realm. For inside her mind, Elvira is in control. You are her playtoy, and she will play with you till your mind breaks and your body starts to wither away. From there, time becomes a triviality. What lasts years inside of Elvira’s realm only lasts a few seconds in the real world. So to the casual viewer Elvira will be staring into the eyes of a drooling, twitching person, leaving them an object of insanity incapable of taking care of their most basic needs. |