Amelia

Amelia Steinberg. Probably the wealthiest woman on Earth. Multi-Trillionaire. Philanthropist. Mage. Her Colonial Bay City holdings include Steinberg Tower, whose 30 floors contain the Steinberg Free Clinic and an Arcane Studies Centre as well as her main dwelling, also the Steinberg Recreation and Educational Centre located in Harrisberg. Off dimension she has an apartment on the cyberpunkish Earth of Doc Raven, a large flat in Selene City located on an alternate Moon, a suite of rooms in the castle of King Oak of the kingdom of Masquerade. She also owns an extensive estate on an alternate Earth where the Roman Empire never fell. In addition she possesses the otherwise uninhabited Earth designated as KiWi357 outright.

After the twin traumas of breaking up with Sasha and losing Hunter, Amelia has been marking time for a couple of years. Selling off her business interests and going looking for a soul-mate husband in the dimensions wasn't a bold step forward. It was an attempt at running away from her past. But that never works, because she took the past with her. A conversation during a gathering at her penthouse made her realise she's been spiritually lost for some time. There was no place she called home, no committent to anything greater than just getting by day to day. She was a half decent witch, a half decent mage, and a half decent physical adept. But excelled in none of them.

That last factor she could work on most easily. There's a war coming she's been told. A war the likes of which has never been seen before. If Amelia is to contribute fully she must become the best she can be. There's a comfort factor in Witchcraft. It's a down to earth type of magic, rooted in life and nature. But it's limited by those very features. Physical adepts can perform amazing feats. But Amelia is no slim graceful acrobat. Short, solid, and carrying an inch or so more than is ideal around the waist. So, really, that just left magecraft.

Is magecraft something you can acquire and master overnight though? Well, that depends on just who's night you're experiencing. One dimension's night can be another's week, or month, or in extreme cases, year. Seeking out one of those extreme high time rate realms, Amelia studied under many Masters of the Arcane Arts. On earth it's been a week. For Amelia though, it's been years of intense study. Culminating in competing for and winning that dimension's ultimate magical title, Arch-Mage of the Silver Tower.


 * Four Greater
 * Seven Lesser


 * Elemental Master
 * Mage Ascendent
 * The Creed of the Silver Tower

Description
Amelia is one of life's natural nerds. She's slightly on the short side, lacking somewhat in the feminine curves department and carries an inch or so more around the waist than is desirable. Amelia's original hair color is a mousy brown hue and always seems to appear slightly unkempt in spite of any amount of styling and brushing. Not that the original color is often seen. Amelia dyes her hair. Sometimes into a more generally pleasing shade but often in extreme dye shades, such as metallic chrome or vivid blue. Her face... well there's nothing wrong with her face. It's just that it's almost instantly forgettable, depite having been on the cover of Time magazive (ePrint Version) several times.

When not wearing the robes and regalia of an Arch Mage of the Silver Tower (which to modern Earth-1 eyes appears rather medieval drab) Amelia's choice in clothes tends to be as extreme as her choice in hair dyes. She'll usually dress for the location when off dimension. Cyberpunk on Doc Raven's earrth. Courtly attire in King Oak's Kingdom. Otherwise it's whatever outragous style she most recently saw on an alternate earth. Unconscious compensation for lack of movie star looks maybe.

Origin
Amelia Steinberg was a perfectly normal girl. Then, on the night before her sixteenth birthday, she had the most vivid dream. She dreamt she was in a arid desert landscape at night with the stars burning bright and clear above the sands. A large fire was burning in front of her and beyond the flames there was a shadowy figure never clearly visible although the glimpses she managed to catch of the figure seemed to be a stone-age woman with a white painted face. The figure told her that she was to be the Chosen One. That it was her task to fight against evil in the world. When Amelia woke up she dismissed the vision as just a dream...

Then her new and untrained magical abilities started to show themselves in unpredictable fashion. By the time representatives of the White Circle Coven approached her late the fpollowing day she was ready to believe and willing to accept their offer of training. Her trainer from the White Circle Coven was a witch named Evelyn Ponchard, who works in a small magic supplies shop in Old Town. Amelia trained under Evelyn two or three times a week while she was the Chosen One and maintains a now covert friendship with Evelyn despite the radical change in her relationship with the Coven.

It didn't take long for Amelia's relations with the White Circle Coven to sour. Her discovery that the average life expectancy of a new Chosen One was about six weeks didn't help. Ignoring the Coven's instructions to work solo, Amelia accepted assistance from teen heroes (which saved her life on her very first active mission for the Coven). When she clinically died, although resucitated after less than a minute, the mantle of Chosen One passed to another. By that time Amelia was glad to break away from the Coven.