History

Born into a humble family of alchemists, Dahlia had a relatively lackluster early life in Iadlain. Her relationship with her parents was rocky at best, but typical for families that voiced their disagreements with one another. Between her brazen nature and listlessness, a forced integration to the family business was a catalyst of sorts for the tense relations. Dahlia had first been interested with the process of crystallizing ether at first- but this slowly waned, realizing that beyond that, she had no desire to be involved with the machinations of their shop despite her ability to use magic.

Instead, through chance, she grew interested in healing magic. Medical books replaced magic theory ones and soon Dahlia finds herself volunteering at a local clinic, where she refined her skills. Her time studying under different practitioners allowed her to learn a vast knowledge in the medicine field, and with her hands-on-approach paired with her openness to aid just about anyone, led her to meet all sorts of people. One such person was a Relan whomst was saved from the foot of Reigns Mountain. His prolonged stay in Iadlain allowed time for her to better know the man- and despite the fact he eventually left for Reluir upon recovering, he visited time and time again. Sparse meetings became courtship and then marriage. Although her parents didn’t approve of the union, Dahlia still went through with it anyway and soon moved to the Queendom where she opened a clinic of her own.

It was far from an easy life, but with a partner that was nothing short of supportive, Dahlia weathered the rapid change in her life. Blissful years passed before it all fell apart. An unexpected visit from a Queen’s Assassin came along with the news of her husband’s death. As if his passing wasn’t shocking enough, the fact he had hidden that he worked such a dangerous job only added to her distress. The emotional toll wore down on her already fragile constitution after years of working as an Exorcist. There was nothing left for her in Reluir and she had nothing to give anymore due to her declining health, and so returned to Iadlain.

Opening a bookstore, Dahlia drowned herself in books to study magecraft once again, this time to become a Conjurer. . Her studies and research had become a sort of escape for the emptiness she was feeling and so had dove into it- perhaps too eagerly, too recklessly. After gaining her first contract, however, it helped anchor her emotions. The shop she opened was supposed to act as a distraction, but soon she found it attracted a number of characters, some genuinely finding interest in her books, but also some who seemed just as lost and lonely as her. Through time her little shop became a hub to those looking for a bit of sanctuary, be it through the ramblings of an eccentric woman and her cooking, or the comfort of being not so alone. It was for these sorts of people that she found a sliver of reason to go on with her life, no matter how insignificant the reason may be.

Decades passed with some form of heart break and then picking up the pieces once again, eventually a newly appointed Count Cassair invited her into the Grey Coven, one she quickly accepted. She had acted as the eyes and ears with her summons, reporting anything amiss in the city as well as conducting magecraft research when the war broke out. At the peak of Reluir's attempt to annex Iadlain, Dahlia had successfully summoned and formed an Ultimatum with the creature that once gashed her eye and used it to fend off attackers. Cassair's subsequent death had crushed her, and she had wanted to press for more proof- more proof than his hair that he was gone.

With the awakening of the dead around Reluir, she's come to notice she had not seen her deceased husband walking among the living again. And that in itself was a small consolation in her opinion.