(1275-1294) Beloved woman and muse of Monsonius, Marcogg's and as well probably Santharia's most famous poet ever. In fact not much more than a few general data is known about the mysterious person of Stela, aside from the fact that she undoubtedly served as the only source of inspiration for Monsonius and that her early death also seemed to have been the reason why the poet ended his life too by his own hand one year after her soul had entered the realm of Queprur.

Picture description: Stela, the muse of Monsonius. Image drawn by Enayla.

Stela was the third and last daughter of Ardanbal, earl of the county of Auturia, the biggest county in the Santharian province of Manthria. When her mother gave birth to her, she died a few days later, which may have left it's traces in the young girl. Her childhood remains completely unknown. How Stela and Monsonius met for the first time and at which age they were then cannot be said. But the relationship between the two wasn't a secret to the public and was tolerated by the earl. However, it was also well known among the people of Marcogg that Stela from birth suffered a mental disease, which could only be rarly encountered throughout the lands. This illness made her more and more silent and depressive the longer she lived, and there were no means to be found which could heal her. Many say, the darkening way of her being was also the (only?) reason why Monsonius was so attracted by her very existence. In 1294, at the age of 19, she passed away in the early hours of a bright summerday. One of the many poems Monsonius wrote afterwards is also called "A Summerday Morning", a touching document about the transitory of life, and a remembrance of Stela.

This is all what can be told about Stela. Though she was the muse of Monsonius, you won't find any descriptions of Stela in his writings, not even in his diaries, which mainly contain philosophical thoughts, ideas and observations of various kinds. Also, only very few hints are traded about her appearance, and it cannot even be discerned if she was gorgeous or not or small or tall. Yet, many artists tried to portrait her when the works of Monsonius were rediscovered more than a century after his death. With the few information the artists had on her, many different beautiful pictures were made, but none of these show the true Stela. And as nobody will ever know about her true appearance nobody will ever get to know who she really was. And though, her spirit still lives on in the lyrics of Monsonius.