Birth: 1900 AGF
Shard Type: Majorus
There's bitter, there's cruel and then there's Svetlanna. Hailing from the Northern Most Kingdom, Svetlanna is a zealot among zealots. Her belief in the angyls is as hard as star iron and she would do anything for them. Her childhood was as cold as the ice that covered her home nine months out of the year. Little better than a glorified bastion, the Northern Most Kingdom is a constant warzone and this breeds people who are strong but cruel.
Svetlanna went through many trials and suffered through cruel verbal and physical abuse growing up in the Seerhood. She was taught that all life was secondary to the angylic, that blood must be spilt to appease them, to get their favor and support. Svetlanna was broken and remade as the Seerhood wished. She grew to embrace their ways, going above and beyond their expectations. She willing shed her blood. She allowed herself to become a vessel for an angyl at several points. She mutilated her face and seared her right eye, rendering her almost half-blind. Mixed with Godshard magical training, Svetlanna became a gifted Oracle.
Once her training was complete, she was assigned to the court of the Southern Most Kingdom. It was Seerhood practice to send their Shards to the opposite ends of the Union where they were raised. Svetlanna had to make sure her kingdom didn't go soft by its Murexan neighboor. She held a place of honor in the court, served as spiritual guide for decades, advising for all matters, military, civil and all in between. Her words held nearly as much weight as the king himself. To seal her bond with the kingdom, she gouged out her other eye, in spirit of the kingdom's patron arch-angyl, Gabriel One-Eye. Her functional blindness didn't bother her, the angyls would guide her step and her Soulsight would handle the rest.
If she said a hundred warriors had to die for the angyls to come, so be it. If a virgin had to be a vessel for a Seraphim, knowing they would leave nothing but ashes after, so be it. She ensured radicalization and devotion from every single warrior and citizen. Dissenters were dealt with viciously. Svetlanna was every bit as cruel and abusive to those that questioned her as she was abused decades prior. One problem child she often clashed with was Elizabeth, a fiery hateful girl that reminded Svetlanna of herself. The girl had been pressganged into service at sixteen years old.
Svetlanna's potent foresight showed potential in Elizabeth, if she could just break her. In Svetlanna's eyes, Elizabeth could be a great warrior and a worthy sacrifice to the angyls. But she just wouldn't do what she was told! It came to ahead at the Battle of the Iron Pass. The angyls decreed that blood had to be spilt before the angyls would intervene. Svetlanna obliged, sending regiment after regiment into the grinder. This would be the day Elizabeth died as she was always meant to! Svetlanna saw her regiment charge into the Maelim warband, and then... nothing. The angyls never came. As such, their forces had to retreat.
Later on, Svetlanna confirmed Elizabeth was not among the dead, yet she did not return to camp. She deserted! It all made sense to her now, the angyls must have punished them all due to Elizabeth's cowardice. Svetlanna would have been more angry, if her foresight didn't reveal they would meet again. There would be words then, and Svetlanna would break her. Elizabeth would right her wrong, she'd see to that! The angyls decreed it after all, and no one knew them better than her.
It never occurred to Svetlanna that perhaps the angyls were punishing her instead. Perhaps she didn't know the angyls as well as she thought. For none but the most bloodthirsty angyls would act so callous and cruel as her...