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soulforayandere · 2 years

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So I love Br0ken Colors, and in making an OC for it, ended up writing a whole Urban fantasy AU. My discord friends have really taken a liking to the AU too, making their own characters for it, and we've been calling it "Br0ken Fantasy".

Seeing how each of the main guys are getting a love interest via me and my friends, and some character changes to fit the AU, I'm gonna post each as their art is completed.

First up, my gal Fef!

Art by: Ozaya

Name: Fenfaffina Mizurath

Race: Dark Elf

Age: 29

Height: 5'8"

Occupation: Mage (police consultant)

character info below the cut!

In a world much like our own, only where humans are not the only race and magic is a part of everyday life. In most rural areas people just go about their lives as normal, but when you get into larger cities that's when you start having issues. It’s commonplace for parts of the cities to be sectioned off into wards, each one tailored to a different subraces specific needs. Be it larger buildings for Orcs and Trolls, wider sidewalks for centaurs and other taur races, more greenery for fae and weres - whatever the needs there is likely a ward in a large city for them. This doesn’t mean it’s a utopia. Just like in our world, when you put lots of different types of people in one place there’s bound to be issues and friction.

Fenfaffina is a dark elf from a rural farming town. Believing her name too old-fashioned, being a traditional elvish name, she’s gotten in the habit of telling people just to call her “Fef”. Her family was overall rather traditional, having Fef and her siblings grow up bilingual in common and elvish, celebrating old elf traditions, and the whole family practicing magic. Normally one would need to go to specialty schools and acquire permits to practice magic, as unchecked spells could wreak havoc on society. However, if going through the right channels, many elvish families bypass these rules and laws via a myriad of legacy clauses.

More so than her siblings, Fef found herself rather gifted in magic casting. Memorizing the spells themselves and the movements or components required for each was hard enough, but where most fail was the personal cost of magic. Spells require energy from the caster, with harder spells having the tendency to cause the caster great pain or grain them to the point of fever. What makes a powerful caster is not just knowledge, but also tolerance, and Fef had a disturbingly high pain tolerance. This was encouraged by her parents, who would put her in painful situations regularly to help her raise her pain threshold. While abusive, and would have had the kids taken from the home if anyone cared enough to report them, it eventually did its job.

Fef went to a caster’s technical school, graduating as a full fledged mage with high marks. She worked in a large town for a few years to build her skills, but really wished to get away from her family and move to the big city. She applied to most any mage team she could, but most were either looking for better credentials she could get where she was or just plain didn’t want her (not everyone likes elves). She finally hit her break when she got an offer to join the mage division of Hueväri City’s police department. The job was more of a civil servant than a cop, but Fef felt like she might actually make good use of her skills in such a big city. Her family were starkly opposed to the idea, Hueväri City was known for having some of the highest crime rates in the country, but Fef only saw her chance for freedom.

There were lots of growing pains at first. Such a big city was expensive to live in, so Fef had to get a small apartment in a rough neighborhood. Her job, as well as the rest of her department, was to investigate reports of rogue magic and help the police on cases involving magic or beings out of their control. Typically this would be a child or teenager freshly unlocking their magic abilities, although in the more difficult cases this might be monsters summoned out of malice or incidents where race relations have completely deteriorated. Her first day on the job there was a murder, a set of kids setting a local church on fire with waterproof flames, and an illegally smuggled dragon breaking from the apartment it’s owner lived in and eating the landlord. If the cases themselves weren’t trying to kill Fef, the paperwork certainly was. On top of all that, she was a bit hurt to find out the mage division wasn’t respected by the police and not trusted by the public, making her feel even more alone than back in her hometown.

One day while running errands, Fef found a quaint little flower shop with an apothecary counter in the back. Deciding she could use some herbs for home spells, she looked around. The scruffy man all but slumped over the counter looked beyond depressed, not even picking his head up to look at her and just picking at the dried rose on the counter. Fef could tell by his unusual ears and fluffy tail that he was a Warg, a being that could transform into a “mindless beast” at will, an ability fueled by their consumption of raw meat. Old stories say wargs ate magically gifted people to gain their power, but Fef never believed that and wrote it off as old-timey racism. It took a couple tries to get the man’s attention, but once their eyes met he seemed to perk up. Fef tried to make idle chat, just wanting to cheer the guy up and make his day just a little better. He was animated when talking about his plants, even showing interest when she mentioned she was looking for spell components.

When she asked why he seemed so down, he reluctantly told her he got rejected by the woman he had a crush on a few days ago, and was still down about it. Without even thinking, Fef told him she found him both charming and “very handsome”, mentioning whoever must have been blind to not see him as a total catch. When he reluctantly asked “even if I’m a warg” it broke her heart. She knew the pain of bigots, dark elves not the most welcome in her own experience, but she assumed his people got so much worse. Filled with sympathy, she brought a hand under his chin to lift his head higher, telling him he had nothing to be ashamed of. “You’re passionate, beautiful, and deserve the world.” She left him her name and number before leaving. “In case you need me to knock some chick's head…or wanna get dinner, either one works for me.”

Needless to say, Damon was in love. He first cyber stalked her to get information, like her real full name and address, then started stalking her during her day. Her apartment was actually not far from his place, making it really easy for him to pay her nightly visits. He collected dozens of photos of her going about her life, on the street, relaxing at home, and sleeping. One night, when she came home drunk and ranting to herself about “dickheads at work”, he snuck into her apartment after she passed out and cuddled up to her, petting her hair and whispering how he’d make them pay for upsetting her. She actually talked back to him in her sleep, a thing he discovered days ago she did, and managed to get information out of her that way. Over the next week her pig-headed coworkers were subject to attacks or accidents after hours.

This came to a head when a call for a dangerous case came in, and Fef was the only totally able-bodied one left with the credentials to take it. Together with her partner, an older human named William, they attempted to subdue the rampaging Gnoll. Unfortunately the beast seemed to have been doped up on “pixie dust”, a magically charged drug that can turn beings into feral monsters if overdosed. William was knocked out rather quickly, his gun having no effect on the oversized being. Fef struggled to get him under control with suppression spells, but was knocked hard into a wall and nearly had her head bitten off. Right as it was making its killing blow, the thing was intercepted by a snarling ball of red and white fur. Damon had followed them to the scene, and rushed in when Fef was hurt. Shifted in his fully Warg form, Damon wasted no time killing the feral Gnoll, not even sparing the body a second thought to go check on Fef. She was bleeding, feverish from casting, and shooken up. As he cautiously reached out to check on her, she threw herself into his arms and silently cried. She nuzzled him, thanking him for saving her, and clung to him despite the blood in his fur covering them both. Backup and cleaning crew were called after she calmed down, and she introduced Damon to her coworkers (well more she tried, but realized he never gave her his name). When he said he was her boyfriend, she didn’t correct him and just gave him another tight hug in thanks.

Notes

She can cast a number of various spells, but has a couple she prefers to use most.

Magi Whip - an energized whip she can create from her right hand. It glows a florescent lime green and can be super heated or electrically charged with magical energy. Typically she just needs to bring it out as a show, with a loud crack, to get her point across to people and settle fights down. If she actually needs to use it, it can be used as a whip or a lasso, the end casting out to about 50 feet max (length of a semi). She can choose to charge the whip either during use, or after to subdue targets.

Gyromancy - actually a series of spells, she can control and mess with the force of gravity around her. Usually she used this to fly on her staff or to make shields/ redirect attacks, she struggles to use it on living things due to all the logistics that would involve. These spells cause the most pain to casters, so she needs to be smart about when to use it and how much.

Fef didn't have the best first meeting with DG. She was walking home from work later than usual and took a turn down some back allies to avoid a rowdy couple of bars, not looking to get heckled. Unfortunately DG happened to be "hunting" down that ally, and gave chase when she tried to run away. Knowing calling for help was useless in her neighborhood, Fef instead tried to but enough distance between them for her to try and cast some form of spell. But it had been a long day, and she was already tired from work, so both running and casting was difficult. The two got into a scuffle, Fef trying to get past him and DG getting a couple good stabs in. As they rolled onto the ground and DG got the upper hand, a loud roaring bark echoed in the ally. Damon came to her rescue again, but Fef was a bit mortified to find out the two men were good friends.

DG told Fef the two hunted the allies for fun. letting Damon eat the victims when DG was done playing with them. He threatened her not to tell on them, but Damon separated them. DG promised not to hurt Fef as long as she kept Damon happy, wording it more as a threat to her rather than a protective proclamation for Damon.

Though conflicted, Fef keeps her end of the barging and doesn't report them, even helping the two cover up their crimes time to time. She doesn't like or trust DG in any way, a fast DG takes pleasure in when messing with her.

Fef is physically incapable of screaming. She can yell, and raise her voice for a limited time, but can't produce "screams". She's unsure if she's always been incapable of screaming, but if she could in the past she's sure her parent's "training" broke that ability in her.

Like other dark elves, Fef can't eat overly sweet things, they burn her like hot coals. She does seem to have a limited tolerance and can eat things like pie or cookies some days, but when she hits her limit it's beyond painful. This doesn't seem to hold true for sweet drinks, only solid food (pudding is also safe).

She's rather short for an elf, as most are 6 foot or taller. She suspects she might have some human in her, but her family would never admit to having anything but elf (and mostly dark elf at that) blood in them.

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