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The Sergeant walks towards her workshop, her mimir close behind her, ambiently ticking and skittering along. She opens the door and immediately three unfamiliar faces quickly stand to attention from their current positions. Alyce takes a moment blinking behind her helmet, her gaze slowly moving from each person. A slightly chunky dwarf with dark hair and a short dark beard, light-tan skin, with dark green eyes, was the first to speak energetically in a very thick dwarven accent; "Oi, me fine lady! Magmus Moltenhandle's me name, but ye can just call me Mag! We're here, all bellowin' and crashin', to lend ye a hand with yer work." Alyce stands there a bit hesitantly at first, before giving a few firm nods followed by a quick shaking of her head to the dwarf. "My work? I-I never asked for help?" Alyce said a bit confused, attempting to figure out who these people are, and what exactly is going on. Another person speaks up, a short tiefling, her hazel hair was cut short and her skin was a tan color, with a tint of yellow. Her eyes were a soft purple. She had a tail, but her tail seemed to have bandages wrapped around it in certain parts; "We...uhm...received a letter that you needed some assistance in your craft and inventions...I hope you don't mind us being here, we showed the guards the letters and they allowed us inside, they brought us to the workshop." Alyce took a deep breath, she then slowly takes off her helmet and gazes upon them. "A letter? I never sent any letters out-" She paused for a moment, before looking towards her mimir, Arac sort of shuffled a bit and looked up at her. "Arac." She said somewhat sternly. "Yes, Sergeant?" he chirped in a smug manner, his English mechanical voice distorted, yet clear. She sighed picking up the mechanical spider. "You overheard me talking to myself in my workshop again, didn't you?" The mimir just sat in her hand, his legs dangling. "I thought you could use the help." She chuckled shaking her head, before turning back towards the others, she looks at the last one who hasn't spoken a word yet. A mature human male, short silver hair and some facial hair, and appeared to have a scar across his throat, he stares at Alyce with hazel eyes. Mag speaks up once more; "That's just Ethen, he doesn't speak much." Ethen nods to Alyce, crossing his arms watching them converse. "And my name is Byzzi, it's short for Byzantium." The tiefling said bowing towards Alyce. "You three are willing to work with me on my projects?" Alyce asks. All three of them agreed and soon Alyce and her three new employees, went over the paperwork and general structure.  
The Sergeant walks towards her workshop, her mimir close behind her, ambiently ticking and skittering along. She opens the door and immediately three unfamiliar faces quickly stand to attention from their current positions. Alyce takes a moment blinking behind her helmet, her gaze slowly moving from each person. A slightly chunky dwarf with dark hair and a short dark beard, light-tan skin, with dark green eyes, was the first to speak energetically in a very thick dwarven accent; "Oi, me fine lady! Magmus Moltenhandle's me name, but ye can just call me Mag! We're here, all bellowin' and crashin', to lend ye a hand with yer work." Alyce stands there a bit hesitantly at first, before giving a few firm nods followed by a quick shaking of her head to the dwarf. "My work? I-I never asked for help?" Alyce said a bit confused, attempting to figure out who these people are, and what exactly is going on. Another person speaks up, a short tiefling, her hazel hair was cut short and her skin was a tan color, with a tint of yellow. Her eyes were a soft purple. She had a tail, but her tail seemed to have bandages wrapped around it in certain parts; "We...uhm...received a letter that you needed some assistance in your craft and inventions...I hope you don't mind us being here, we showed the guards the letters and they allowed us inside, they brought us to the workshop." Alyce took a deep breath, she then slowly takes off her helmet and gazes upon them. "A letter? I never sent any letters out-" She paused for a moment, before looking towards her mimir, Arac sort of shuffled a bit and looked up at her. "Arac." She said somewhat sternly. "Yes, Sergeant?" he chirped in a smug manner, his English mechanical voice distorted, yet clear. She sighed picking up the mechanical spider. "You overheard me talking to myself in my workshop again, didn't you?" The mimir just sat in her hand, his legs dangling. "I thought you could use the help." She chuckled shaking her head, before turning back towards the others, she looks at the last one who hasn't spoken a word yet. A mature human male, short silver hair and some facial hair, and appeared to have a scar across his throat, he stares at Alyce with hazel eyes. Mag speaks up once more; "That's just Ethen, he doesn't speak much." Ethen nods to Alyce, crossing his arms watching them converse. "And my name is Byzzi, it's short for Byzantium." The tiefling said bowing towards Alyce. "You three are willing to work with me on my projects?" Alyce asks. All three of them agreed and soon Alyce and her three new employees, went over the paperwork and general structure.  


Mag, Byzzi, and Ethen work alongside Alyce as assistants/crafters/engineers/inventors/scientist, they are to be her three most trusted assistants/workers. The goal is for them to overtime work on and invent new creations for the planes and the Cage. Currently they base their operations in Excelsior, inside of a workshop located in the Scarlett Stronghold.
Mag, Byzzi, and Ethen work alongside Alyce as assistants/crafters/engineers/inventors/alchemist/scientist, they are to be her three most trusted assistants/workers. The goal is for them to overtime work with Alyce and help her build creations from her past and to help come up and invent new ones, that could be used in the planes. Currently they base their operations in Excelsior, inside of a workshop located in the Scarlett Stronghold.
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Revision as of 21:38, 10 January 2025

Alyce
Female Cansin
Player: Rezaps
General Information
Full Name: Alyce Scarlett
Nicknames: Princess of Harmony, The Golden Brat, Child of Unity, Scarlett Stag.
Age: 22
Deity: Janus, Thoth, Ilmater, Gond
Alignment:
LG LN LE
NG TN NE
CG CN CE
Occupation: Harmonium Agent, Investigator, Pathfinder, Peacekeeper, Inquisitor.
Faction/Rank: Harmonium
Place of Birth: Rosoth (Concordia)
Physical Attributes
Height: 5'7
Weight: 190 lbs
Eyes: Golden
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Complexion: Freckles, bruises and cuts, whiteish tan skin, a scar on her right cheek.
Physical Build: Average
Physical Features: Her eyes often change colors depending on the moment/action. A yellow bow wrapped around her neck.
Skills
Gatecrashing, Guiding, Bastard Sword Expertise, Healing, Investigating, Tracking, Planes Knowledge, Planar Knowledge.
Equipment and Items
A bastard sword called Unity, two whips, a rune shield, a short-bow, a hammer, and unique heavy armor with some weird rust on it.


Fun Facts

  • Her name is pronounced in 3 different ways (Alice, Aleas, Aleeze).
  • She likes spiders.
  • She "owns" a pet seagull named Sanity.
  • She loves meeting and learning about new people.
  • She has issues eating candy and most common food, as it upsets her stomach.
  • Most food to her is often either really sour or really bland.
  • She has never been drunk and is very hard for her to feel the effects of alcohol.
  • She sucks at math and has trouble with the concept of numbers.
  • She often refers to herself as an Artificer and a Scientist, as she loves to invent and come up with new creations and ideas.
  • Her favorite color is yellow.
  • The title "Princess of Harmony" is not an official one (at least not yet), and instead was granted to her by an old friend before they vanished.
  • Despite being a Cansin, she is lawful, which often leads to her being very unpredictable and impulsive in her decisions.
  • It is common for her to place being good over lawful, though she always does her best to achieve both.
  • Many admire her courage and will to bring order; however, even if it often doesn't end in the most pleasant way, she never gives up.

Backstory

The Father

Alyce's childhood was rough, she never knew her mother or that if she even had one. But her father was...well he wasn't much of a father to her. Her father was supposedly a powerful tyrant who claimed to have powers of a God, and could "fix" people's problems (it is rumored that he started the problems just to fix them). Alyce was very young when her father made an exchange to trade her life for another's. In this unofficial disownment, Alyce was offered to a human family who was in need of a cure for their sick and dying child. The proposition was; in exchange for saving their child's life and curing them of all sickness, they would have to give up their child to the Father and allow him to raise them, while they must raise Alyce and deceive her into believing she was their daughter. Alyce grew with her new family, attempting to live a normal life, however she seemed to have issues with fitting in and making friends. Growing up she was almost never bullied (possibly because Alyce wasn't worth the trouble) and had little to no issues with living out her childhood. Her adopted parents were very modest and were considered middle class. Her adopted father was a local road-guard, assisting in keeping the roads safe and clear of debris and crime. Her adopted mother was a tailor, who had a wonderful eye for fashion. She grew up being taught by her adopted father, on how to cook, hunt, fight, and tending to wounds. And her adopted mother taught her important skills, like manners (somewhat), cleaning, and fashion. As she grew, so did her talents and skills, but also her curiosity and excitement of solving situations. She would often go around helping other kids and students with their issues and even played detective in finding things for people. She got caught one day, attempting to break into a restricted area, trying to reclaim someone's doll they lost (she managed to return the doll, but she was swiftly scolded by her adopted parents afterwards). Alyce's curiosity known no bounds or limits, as she often got into situations where she would most likely end up in trouble or in danger (it also wouldn't help that she would often tell the truth, which in turn caused her parents to find out). She grew up not knowing she was a cansin, but could always sense that something was off and that she was different from others. One day her cansin instincts kicked in and she suddenly had an urge to explore a castle one day. This very castle, was in fact the one she was born in. Snooping around in the halls and exploring it while avoiding getting caught, she was excited and fascinated to actually be inside of a castle for once. But Alyce being Alyce, she eventually got caught. After being caught, she was brought before the Father, and he looked upon her with...disgust. It was clear he recognized her, but of course Alyce didn't know anything at the time. Her parents begged and pleaded to retrieve her and to keep her in line, the Father allowed it, but only this one time. Alyce was kept on a more strict schedule, being forced to work and use her skills for an actual job. She was assigned to assist her mother in tailoring duties, but it was very clear she wasn't the best at it, being clumsy and making plenty of mistakes. Her mother eventually got annoyed with her and thought it would be better to let her father attempt at keeping her in check. But it turns out that even a simple task as watching a road proved to be difficult. She was restless and hated sitting in one spot for long, she often would take off and forced her father to leave his post to go find her. Eventually it got to a point where they were out of ideas when it came with containing her. The best decision they could come up with, was to send her to train with the other recruits and soldiers of the local militia, while they worked, maybe they could whip her into shape (oh boy...were they wrong). She caused as much chaos there, as she did at home, getting yelled at and even being punished through different forms of drills and tasks (cleaning and hard labor). Another issue was how emotional Alyce got when she was scolded. When someone were to yell at her, she would often cry or run off angrily. She was very much unable to control her emotions at a young age. Though she got angry, she never laid a finger on anyone without a proper cause (and anyone who laid a hand on her, got the wrath of many angry soldiers who would die to protect one of their own troop's child). Alyce was well loved and protected, they treated her like their actual daughter and eventually the reality of Alyce becoming their true daughter, finally set in. Until Alyce found out of course...a cansin is going to cansin, and she somehow found a way to sneak back into the Father's castle and got caught...again. This time, the Father didn't go easy on her and beat her a little for trespassing. Angrily and concerned, her parents rushed in to protect her, but were also punished for allowing Alyce to disrespect the Father again. Alyce had this sense that he was hiding something, and she wanted to find it. After biting one of the guards and almost killing one with a swing of a sword, she took off, in search of something...whatever it was that was attracting her. She eventually came and found a chamber; filled with stars and beauty, many different forms of shapes and fragments. Her brain was unable to fully comprehend what she saw, but the importance of it was obviously not something she could figure out with a simple glance. The guards were on her tail, and she needed a way to escape and possibly figure out what that room was. She managed to escape, but not without some fault. Her parents were still inside of the castle, being held prisoner, and she needed to rescue them. So devised a plan and gathered some tools and supplies and snuck back into the castle. Again...this is Alyce we are talking about...she was clumsy, so she easily alerted the guards, but Alyce fought back, almost kicking their asses, before she was knocked down. She used the environment to her advantage using it as cover and to block the blows from the guards. She managed to rebalance herself and defeated the guards (this wasn't the first time she killed someone...a long story for another time...but it was still very grim and scaring to see). She fought her way through and found her parents in an attempt to rescue them. But another was lurking...waiting...ready to pounce. The Sibling grabbed Alyce by the throat and slammed her into the wall, smashing her head open. Alyce's father grabbed her blade and reluctantly fought the Sibling, only to lose and be gutted and killed by their own child. Their mother's cries and fury as she attempted to tend to Alyce and then fight her child. She too failed as she was beheaded and killed. Alyce watched, unable to move or react in paralysis from the damage. She witnessed both her parents die before her and what she didn't know was her Sibling come up flinging her down the hall, dragging her to the Father's chamber. They picked her up forced her to stare the Father into the eyes. Alyce in this moment felt angry, beyond anything she felt before. She tried to fight, but she couldn't move, as her spine was broken and one last cry of agony shot out of her. She awoke the next day in a cell, covered in blood (some hers, some her parents), but fully healed. Confused and still in some bits of pain, she attempted to find a way out, but only ended up hurting herself more. She was alive, but what for? She eventually was forcefully dragged out of her cell and into that same room filled with stars and shapes. It was there her Father revealed to her the secret he kept from her, about her life, about her parents, about the Sibling. But a questioned lingered in her mind...why? Why do this? Why cause this much pain in her life? Why beat her and kill her parents? What is he hiding and why do this? She doesn't know...nor does anyone other than the Father himself know. As for how Alyce arrived in Sigil, that was a mystery too. Alyce was broken by this moment, the Father released her back into the world where she lived alone, wandering and in search of truth. Tired of the burden of living, she requested that the Father kill her and end her misery. He refused and instead tortured her, inflicting more pain upon her than she could bare. The questions of why and the purpose is still unknown. How did Alyce get to Sigil? Why did the Father do this? What is his goal? Alyce may never truly know.

Rosoth (Concordia)

[WIP]

Agent of Harmony

The Scarlett Stag

Alyce had originally became a badged Indep, apart of the Free League while in Sigil. She grew up alone, and believed that her destiny was truly to be alone. Despite her mental status, and the curse inflicted upon her by her father, Alyce sought to unite people of all variety together, in order to create the perfect family. From the moment she awoken in Sigil, she saw an opportunity to start anew and to form something she has always wanted. Many may claim it was her impulsive nature being a Cansin that decided the change from Indep to Harmonium. But the dark is; Alyce was always a Harmonium, even if she didn't know it yet, her path was chosen even before her father had thrown her away. Her experience and departure from the Indeps wasn't a mistake, nor was it something for her to regret. Alyce doesn't allow being a "Stag" to impact her life or who she is in the Harmonium. She may ware scars that reflect her decisions and past, however she will always admit that it was a choice she made for the better. Despite having a number of Indeps throwing stones at her, she never holds it against them or goes out of her way to make their lives worst. Alyce does what she can to allow the Indeps a place in harmony, despite their need and belief in independence. She doesn't agree with them or believe that their power in self is strong enough, but she only attempts to show them the truth of harmony and holds the door open for any who wishes to seek it.

An Arcadian Flower

[WIP]

Faithful Skeptic

Concordia never had any specific set of powers or gods watching over it. Many clerics and priests attempted to bring shrines and churches of their powers to her prime, but it was never enough to warrant a powers full arrival or attention, at most it was a few blessings or possibly even curses. Alyce was exposed to many powers, but similar to her human parents, she never got too deep into faith to truly find a power that resonated with her. Now that Alyce has grown in Sigil, she has managed to see and discover new powers and their beliefs across the planes, she is often at times skeptical, and sometimes even questions their power, but she is willing to study and open her heart to them, in order to help with her growth.

Remnants of the Imperial Pantheon

Despite her prime not having any powers, the first couple to arrive on her prime, brought their faith of the Imperial Pantheon to the prime. Of course the faith didn't spread too far across the prime, as many already had their own powers or didn't have the time to focus on worship. Janus (The Guardian of Gates), is one of the main powers Alyce has dedicated herself to. As a Gatecrasher and a Harmonium, she believes it is her responsibility to not abuse the power she is capable of wielding and use it to ensure portals and doors are not messed with or tampered with. Despite being a Crasher, Alyce doesn't use her power just to open and manipulate portals, but also to ensure that portals are properly used and aren't completely tampered with. Inside of Sigil, the Lady ensures someone doesn't mess with her portals, but Alyce is always on the watch in case someone does attempt to do such, or if a unnoted portal does appear, she can keep record of it. A God which Alyce is still studying would be Mithras (The Patron of Soldiers). Alyce is now a soldier and agent of the Harmonium, having a power who can help her with discipline and warfare is important to her. Alyce lacks in discipline often, and is something she is trying to improve. Her skills as a soldier and a loyal one at that, is on par if not above more than others. She understands war and knows when it is needed and when it is not. Her tactics and skills often lean more towards honorable, but she isn't afraid of revealing some tricks up her sleeve if need be. There are many more in the Pantheon which Alyce studies or worships, over time she may look to strengthen their bonds deeper than before.

A Bird Full of Knowledge

[WIP]

A Hammer and Some Gears

[WIP]

Undying Resilience

Ilmater, The Broken God. Alyce adores Ilmater, without him, Alyce would have never have grown to her pain and move on from her scars. Alyce is often broken or beaten down for what she is. Despite the constant beatings and attacks, Alyce picks herself up and fights again. Over time her faith in Ilmater has grown, as she believes it is with him that she is capable of truly resisting death, as long as her purpose is still focused towards harmony and peace. She doesn't believe she is invincible, but she does believe that no matter what threat attempts to consume or destroy her, she will find a way to return, until either order is maintained, or until her death truly forms a martyr. Her endurance to never give up comes from Ilmater, and she won't give up, even if the pain is unbearable. She will cry, she will fight, she will bleed, but she will never give up.

Gatecrasher's Artifice

Mechanical Companion

[WIP]

The Crystal

The crystal that Alyce uses inside of her vambrace.
The crystal that Alyce uses inside of her vambrace.

Curiosity is one of many feelings that drives Alyce. She often dreams up ideas and tools to use on her journey, a very creative mind who likes to tinker with the environment and items around her. One of the few things that she managed to bring from her prime is an odd crystal that is filled with some sort of unfamiliar energy. Studying and researching the crystal, Alyce had found very little on what the crystal is or if there was a possibility of finding it beyond her prime. A couple of theories she has cooked up is: it could be one of a kind, or a very rare material, maybe it is artificial, or some sort of a ancient resource. Despite the limited knowledge and lack of information, while traveling and exploring the planes, she managed to find other crystals with properties similar to the one of her crystal, though not exact, it was just enough to help narrow down what exactly her crystal could be. After doing some experimentation and playing around with it, she found traces of magic hidden within the crystal, that when activated, is capable of manipulating and dampening the environment around her. Not only was the crystal able to remove magic, it was capable of summoning portals and even bending them, by opening, closing, or even redirecting their location. Overtime she learned how to harness the power and even adapted it to her everyday use as both a Planeswalker and Agent of Harmony. The power grew and so did she, as both her and the crystal soon were in tune with each other, a perfect sync. Attaching the crystal to her vambrace and overtime adding on upgrades and modifications to it, she was now able to classify herself as a Gatecrasher.

Trinity

Log 1

156 - 01 - 10

The Sergeant walks towards her workshop, her mimir close behind her, ambiently ticking and skittering along. She opens the door and immediately three unfamiliar faces quickly stand to attention from their current positions. Alyce takes a moment blinking behind her helmet, her gaze slowly moving from each person. A slightly chunky dwarf with dark hair and a short dark beard, light-tan skin, with dark green eyes, was the first to speak energetically in a very thick dwarven accent; "Oi, me fine lady! Magmus Moltenhandle's me name, but ye can just call me Mag! We're here, all bellowin' and crashin', to lend ye a hand with yer work." Alyce stands there a bit hesitantly at first, before giving a few firm nods followed by a quick shaking of her head to the dwarf. "My work? I-I never asked for help?" Alyce said a bit confused, attempting to figure out who these people are, and what exactly is going on. Another person speaks up, a short tiefling, her hazel hair was cut short and her skin was a tan color, with a tint of yellow. Her eyes were a soft purple. She had a tail, but her tail seemed to have bandages wrapped around it in certain parts; "We...uhm...received a letter that you needed some assistance in your craft and inventions...I hope you don't mind us being here, we showed the guards the letters and they allowed us inside, they brought us to the workshop." Alyce took a deep breath, she then slowly takes off her helmet and gazes upon them. "A letter? I never sent any letters out-" She paused for a moment, before looking towards her mimir, Arac sort of shuffled a bit and looked up at her. "Arac." She said somewhat sternly. "Yes, Sergeant?" he chirped in a smug manner, his English mechanical voice distorted, yet clear. She sighed picking up the mechanical spider. "You overheard me talking to myself in my workshop again, didn't you?" The mimir just sat in her hand, his legs dangling. "I thought you could use the help." She chuckled shaking her head, before turning back towards the others, she looks at the last one who hasn't spoken a word yet. A mature human male, short silver hair and some facial hair, and appeared to have a scar across his throat, he stares at Alyce with hazel eyes. Mag speaks up once more; "That's just Ethen, he doesn't speak much." Ethen nods to Alyce, crossing his arms watching them converse. "And my name is Byzzi, it's short for Byzantium." The tiefling said bowing towards Alyce. "You three are willing to work with me on my projects?" Alyce asks. All three of them agreed and soon Alyce and her three new employees, went over the paperwork and general structure.

Mag, Byzzi, and Ethen work alongside Alyce as assistants/crafters/engineers/inventors/alchemist/scientist, they are to be her three most trusted assistants/workers. The goal is for them to overtime work with Alyce and help her build creations from her past and to help come up and invent new ones, that could be used in the planes. Currently they base their operations in Excelsior, inside of a workshop located in the Scarlett Stronghold.

Inquisitor's View

Theory to Good & Evil

[OOC Note: These were written prior to the Lady's return, so these views will be updated in time to reflect Alyce's belief, for now they will remain until I am ready to work on them.]

Evil is something that anyone can claim, anyone can wield, anyone can believe. To be evil, is to be complex, to be self valued, to be self viewed. You see everything as complex as it is, right down to the finest detail. You dig and dig for the most logical and resourceful answer. You argue and fight over everything, and you constantly believe that no matter what, YOU are correct. You are the infection, either through purpose, or through deception. YOU value correctness and meaning over what is real or fake. If something doesn't fit in your picture, you attempt to manipulate it to fit, YOU see it as one, as a whole, as a singular blob. You are blinded by your own actions, lied to by purpose, by a dream, by a person, by a thought. You believe it is real, because it is the only thing real to you, and the more you dig and dig, the more convoluted and imperfect it becomes. To be evil is not to be wicked or vile, but to be...lost...determined to do what YOU seek to believe, what YOU seek to achieve, what is often times ultimately considered...truth. You view things either on the surface as face value and believe that to be true, or you dig too deep and find something that was once true, but is now forgotten, and use it to spark a new conflict, a new reason to find despair. What is evil? Evil is depth, evil is pain, evil is hate, evil is conflict, evil is lies, evil is...complex, undefinable by complexity...and by ultimate chaos.
Good...good is something many wish to seek, many wish to achieve, many wish to earn. But good is not something you will easily be able to achieve. To be good, is to admit you aren't perfect, to admit defeat. You are not perfect, and you shouldn't attempt to be. To be good is to have weights always on your shoulder, if one tips too far, you fall. Sometimes the weights crush you, other times you may drop it and others are crushed by it. Good is not rewarded, good is not fair, good is not real or fake...good is hope, good is honor, good is love. A body is infected, it is your job to cleanse the body of that sickness, to remove it. You could kill the body and it stops the sickness, but most healers will attempt to save their patient as best as they can. An infection will never stop growing, you may be able to slow it down or heal it, but it may eventually come back, either stronger or changed. You have to keep attending the wound, keep applying pressure to it, and you have to recognize the sickness and not cast out the sick. Good isn't an observation or a memory, it is a feeling beyond YOUR emotions, beyond YOUR comprehension, beyond YOUR thought. Good forgets, it forgives, it embraces those who wish to be loved. You can not simply claim to be good, as it is not something YOU can control. What is good? Good is beyond definition, it isn't something I can define, something I have the right to claim is mine or anyone else, good isn't something for me to decide, good isn't correcting people. What I use to view good as, was a way to find purpose, to overcome evil and to shine brighter than the darkness, to live in pain, to understand the evil around us, to show people a way to live. But to be good, is to admit I am wrong, I do not know what good is, but I will do whatever it takes to help others to believe in it, and to protect them from the infection. Hope, honor, unity, peace, love.

Trust

"I have learned a lot from my experiences, this pain is something not even a Sensate would want. I have placed my trust in too many outside of harmony, even among allies whom I would call a friend. Syp was the only one who saw my brokenness, who understood my pain. Because he listened, he cared, more so than anyone else ever has, even now that he is gone, I miss him, he was my...best friend, truly a fool but a brother."

Family

"My father and my adopted parents may be dead, but my sibling still lives, lost, alone, wandering the planes in search of truth. I pray he finds his way into peace, for I know if he finds me, he will only want one thing; redemption."

Despite Alyce's lack of a real family, the Harmonium serves as her new family, granting her the love and affection she has forever craved. She hopes that overtime, she will find those inside of harmony to grow closer with and finally feel apart of a whole. Currently she looks up to Sarin as a father figure, hoping that she can be as devoted and strong as he is.

Alhai was an older sister to Alyce, guiding and protecting her. If it wasn't for Alhai, Alyce wouldn't be where she is today. Alyce is doing all she can to become a Measure, so that she may honor Alhai and to fulfil Alhai's final orders.

"Connor...I'm sorry. I hurt you, and I can never fix what I have broken. You are my one regret, you have me a home, and I have made you felt abandoned. Hopefully you will understand that despite our beliefs, that we can be close once again."