A young, but feisty Valyrian woman known for her fiery attitude. With a name that commands respect as that of Zaerenya, the daughter of the dragon rider, Aemithor Celdaerys and mother, Rhaeleys Celdaerys. Her nature is known for being fierce and confident, holding herself to high standards as is expected of her by her family. A woman who is not easily dissuaded by the nuances and expectations of nobility. Zaerenya is known for wielding a blade and for understanding the skills required for combat, despite such being frowned upon by her mother. She is also the rider of the dragon Celaelis who she has forged a strong bond with.

Her father is currently seeking a match for her, although to Zaerenya's distaste of such. Having a free nature with a lack of a willingness to be tied down by a man will prove to be quite a task for whoever seeks her hand in marriage.

Her lone companion is the bonded dragon, Celaelis, who she spends majority of her time with, soaring the skies and tormenting passers-by. Zaerenya could very well spend weeks out in the wilds, soaring amidst the clouds and crumbling cliffs.

Zaerenya certainly has quite the personality, known for being fierce, but with a calm and self-aware demeanour. A fast learner with a passion for combat and flight, though she also quite enjoys horse riding as well, especially if she is not allowed to fly due to arrangements with the family.

The woman is bonded to a dragon known as Celaelis, and has built up a considerable relationship with the dragon over a considerable amount of time. Often seen taking frequent flights atop the creature as Zaerenya looks for new landmarks, or places to investigate which has often lead her into trouble due to her self-reliant nature.

However, she is overly critical of herself and will look into the many faults she has carried out with a clear distain, however, learning is often filled with faults over a lifetime and she fully acknowledges that. The woman can be quite flirtatious with people she finds to be attractive, yet will result to being gossipy providing said people do not fit her standards, yet she is perceptive and sly enough to allow such words to fly off into the wind without much punishment.

Long platinum blonde hair most famously known for Valyrians to have that is often fixed into some kind of updo, or into a single or multiple braids. Hair is relatively wavy, though often looks straight when fashioned into something. Zaerenya's features are somewhat soft in appearance, an essence of her confidence often takes hold which shows off her most attractive qualities, most noticeably her violet coloured eyes.

Her body is quite slim, retaining some curves and muscle due to her desire to stay busy within her day-to-day life within the Celdaerys estate. Alongside of dragon known as Celaelis who she rides often, aiding in her physique as the two often go on long flights together.

Her hair and eye colour alone are quite distinctive to one of no valyrian lineage, however... She does possess however a far warmer body temperature compared to most people, often making her quite warm, however this could be result of a possible condition. A small beauty mark can also be found on the upper left area of her lip.

Known for wearing quite extravagant outfits befitting her status as a dragon rider of the house Celdaerys. Often showing off dragon-like qualities in her jewellery, often resembling scales or a serpent-like creature. A dragon or an actual wyrm as was present within Valyria at the time. one hand might have claws equipped to it through the usage of jewellery, connecting to her fingers. She is a fan of dresses however... they must meet her specifications, having to be easily manoeuvrable in, as well as retaining a plethora of colour.

A specimen that prowls a vast territory, from the highest mountain peaks to the rockiest cliffsides and perilous caverns that it governs as its home. Its build is slender with elongated jaws, retaining a beak-like upper maxilla, which is witnessed to grab out-of-reach prey hiding in narrow passageways. It is said to have an ear-piercing screech that is so terrible that it could raise the dead from their graves, a myth the locals have come up with clearly, though people have mentioned the terror they have felt from such a blood-chilling sound. Upon closer inspection, it is revealed that the specimen is wreathed in horns, elongated scales, and frills that travel along its back and to the tip of that spiked tail, forming quite a defensive but spiny guard.

The dragon Celaellis is bonded for life to the dragon known as Cloudrunner, the two have yet to produce any brood.

The she dragon has a considerable vast hunting ground, along steep mountains and hidden caverns of craggy rock. Often exhibiting territorial behaviour indicative of its wild nature. Cantankerous by nature and shy of humans, quick to either take flight or prone to attacking. All presumptions is of the dragon being female, though due to the lack of sexual dimorphism, it is difficult to distinguish whether this is the case or not.

Observations have certainly shown her to be a skilled and proficient hunter who is indiscriminate about what she feeds on and how she does it. Predominantly having a preference for cattle and sea molluscs. But she will also feed on sheep, humans and horses providing such is available to her. A frequent navigator, often leaving for weeks at a time, but where? her environments often include steep cliff faces, mountainsides and fairly elevated and treacherous terrain.

Peculiarly, Celaellis does stimulate herself through actions of play, though whether a dragon plays or not is up to discussion. Rocks crumbling from each step as the she dragon navigates the cliffside or mountainside, nudging rocks off of the cliff, causing considerable erosion as landslides are quite common from her actions.

Villagers do speak of the she dragon, naming her Stormchaser, surely there is a reason for such a name? An elder would speak of a winged beast that would follow the distant strikes of lightning and the longing call of thunder, ever following it. Perhaps such masks her travelling, or the increase in high winds makes her travelling considerably easier, dare one even say fun? Noticeably her wings do sound like thunder passing overhead, and often disappears once the storm passes.

Known for being a menace to the local farmers, killing off flocks of sheep, herds of cattle and horses, as well as a few farmhands. Acres of farmland have also been set alight, the lush grasses crumbling into nothing but ash and smoke. Lacking any care humans and their borders, her behaviour is quite volatile, keeping to steep cliffs, mountains and crags. Known for a high prey drive and has been recorded as being slow and meticulous in its pursuit, drawing out a hunt for longer, only seen with humans peculiarly.

Her nasal cavity is highly developed to retain scent for a prolonged amount of time, perhaps due to the uncharacteristic beak-like upper maxilla, such has shown to make her quite relentless in her pursuits. Those oddly shaped scales also play a vital role, able to rustle them together to create a sound similar to dried leaves vibrating together, or the rattle of a serpents tail. An eerie sound that gets louder when irritated, or subtle if curious.

Where could one even possibly start? She is most certainly large and imposing. Those striking patches of blue and red along her wings and scales are definitely not aiding in any kind of camouflage, but why would a dragon ever need that? It has a base colour of black, greys, blues and varying amounts of red throughout its wing membranes, snout, scales, and thrills. From what could be seen, the hooks of its wings, the spikes on both its head and tail, as well as the thin scales running down the back of its lower maxilla, all the way to the tip of the tail, are a creamy white.

Its scales are particularly unusual. at first glance, nevertheless, these scales, or subtly named scaethers, are black in colour and individually tipped with a golden edge. It is speculated that these are quite robust to protect against projectiles, or perhaps they serve as aid against colder climates. The smaller these scales are, the more patterns embellished in blue are present upon them. These scales are numerous across the body, though they appear to be sparse around the wings and legs, peculiarly the feet have an array.

The dragons skull appears to be thickened whilst maintaining a slender appearance. Both the upper and lower maxilla look to contain strengthened muscles. The beast has been witnessed at first-hand to bite through bones of varying sizes, the shells of large molluscs and crustaceans with ease. It is equipped with a large frill, running down the snout as well as the head and towards the start of the neck and down its back, splitting into two separate frills that lead all the way towards the tip of its tail. These thrills are coloured black and fade into blue towards the top.

A priestess of the old god Lusacan, who now seeks knowledge in the form of artefacts and ancient locations that are often out of reach by normal standards; after all, knowledge is power, and great feats require pushing through the path of obscurity. With an ever onward stride, Deianeira is considerably headstrong as she strides into the unfamiliarity of unknown territories, bringing forth grandeur, a calculative mind, and an engrossing ambition. Hailing from the lands of the Tevinter Imperium, Deianeira is well rehearsed within the cultural traditions, and although the old gods are now neglected by those who once worshipped them, she still continues to implore and be devout to the old gods despite vacating her role as a priestess. Until then she finds herself among unlikely allies who seek to slay the being known as the unrecalled.

She is the fifth child of the Calimeris household, known for their signature blonde hair and green eyes that have been passed down through many generations of careful breeding within Tevinter society. Growing up within the city of Carastes, Deianeria is not unfamiliar with the complexities of Tevinter society and the expectations sought of her by overbearing, prestigious parents within the magisterium. As the youngest child within the Calimeris household, her role within the family is considerably lesser in comparison to her eldest brother, but that didn't stop her from achieving a high education and pursuing her own destiny within the servitude of the old gods. Despite leaving her position as a priestess, she continues to pray to and worship the old gods. Her activities of reverence and devotion would be conducted during the hours of the night, altering her lifestyle; as such, she travels exclusively at night, and maintains certain practices, such as bloodletting. Bloodletting would eventually lead to blood magic and then the ritualistic sacrifice of willing and non-willing participants, which was a harsh reality she adapted to. In the face of obscurity, the pursuit of knowledge truly became a never-ending dance of achieving power, raising an ambitious woman who strives to become a force of nature, for better or worse.

Deianeira is in a relationship with her partner, the Grey Warden called Rowan De Vio who she has surprisingly fallen for. They come from very different backgrounds, and although Deianeira manipulates her partner, she still does adore her.

The priestess has two companions, the dragonling known as Kairos who might not be just a dragonling, as well as her having a demonic attachment by a demon known as The All Seeing, their connection causes influences on both sides.

Deianeira is a well-rehearsed woman who often shows off her intellect and ability to see things from a different perspective. She is quite versatile and opportunistic, and her personality is known to somewhat change depending on her desires. A woman who always seems to take control over different situations in an effort to turn them in a way that benefits herself, who is calm and calculative and willing to undergo feats that are exceptionally dangerous in her ambitious pursuit of knowledge and power.

Charismatic by nature, Deianeira has high expectations and retains many principles of her upbringing in Tevinter; as such, she has flourished in her own way, with fine and regal mannerisms and an ability to talk her way out of conflict. She is not one for straight-on conflict, in fact finding such to be troublesome and boring, but she is easily adaptable to different situations. Often she presents herself as being not only polite but also far more open than most, with a self-expressive and rebellious attitude. She is realistic in her thoughts and actions, frequently referring to previous experiences at the betterment of herself. A blonde of trickery wit, able to manipulate and to entice others into doing things for her should she deem them to be capable of such. The blonde revels in the chaos she weaves between people, thriving off of it, especially if it causes turmoil, one may even say she feeds off of it, for chaos is beauty and a cycle that repeats itself.

The noble is one of a relatively young age and remarkable beauty, with vibrant shades of green like that of emerald-stained glass found within a chapel, a characteristic that all Calimeris members share. Thick, yet dark lashes create quite the display upon her tanned features, a curtain of darkness that would cover such eyes when closed. Long locks of light blonde hair, often woven within a single braid, multiple or partially loose, she is known to adapt her hair dependent on the event. Those eyebrows of hers are also dark, black in colour. Her appearance is certainly one to be remembered. her form is unblemished, her skin tanned and her form curvy and well-maintained. she looks to be quite the composed young lady and such shows through her combination of appearance and mannerisms.

Upon both wrists, burned against her flesh, is an eye with a single, symmetrical dot either side of it, which she hides with the fabric of her gloves, but upon channelling blood magic, this will often be exposed and is a consequence of the pact she has made. She also has a single beauty mark on the right side of her face, and along her arms she also shares multiple scars, often associated with her blood magic. Another set of distinguishing marks includes the type of jewellery she wears, a golden band, one of which is in the shape of multiple serpents and is most visible on her left upper arm. She also wears a circlet with bloodstone and hand jewellery that also contains bloodstone.

Often seen wearing a variety of clothing, with a preference for short to medium dresses, fashioned as to retain her own movement and agility, not desiring to be restricted. As such, her clothing is designed to both show off her beauty as well as her ability. Usually seen wearing knee-height boots and with long, but also fingerless gloves that manoeuvre over her elbows, whether crafted from thick or thin cloth, to lace.

Depending on the environment, she will alter parts of her clothing, such as applying a layer of fur, a shawl, or cloak, in an effort to stay warm during the colder seasons. A shawl acts as both a hood and a covering for her shoulders to keep them warm and to conceal her flesh. Her usual dress is heavier on one side with long fabric, while the other side is more revealing of her left leg, with lace that conceals most of her skin. It is corseted, which keeps the structure of the dress in place, with the upper part of it being wrapped around her neck. With a noted preference for wearing golden jewellery, whether it be armbands made of gold, to earrings, bracelets or necklaces, she certainly has an expensive array. Her preferences of colours for clothing are usually white, gold, black or blue, though she tends not to limit herself.

The longing call of a song bird filled the ever-changing path of the fade as colourful wings glide effortlessly between each perch, following the path of curious dreamers, staying just out of reach of wandering hands because its lack of eyes is sure to discourage horrified eyes. On closer inspection, such familiarity would fill many with existential dread, a stoic reminder of the dangers within the fade, for entities alter their shape to present themselves as appealing or welcoming, luring simple-minded mages into a false sense of security. For this creature appears as an eyeless songbird or a swarm that chases off intruders, particularly lesser demons. One often speaks of demons who wield great dominion over power left untouched by mortals, and the pursuit of such power comes with its own arrangement of ill-fated consequences. For this monstrosity with an elongated maw of sharp teeth lays claim areas of the fade where dreamers seek knowledge. Ever stirring and monstrous in appearance, its form is emaciated as it crawls on all fours towards its quarry, a bestial being with an eyeless gaze that lures dreamers into pacts. In its absence, the visage is a shabby mask that must be held in place by elongated fingers and claws.

It speaks in a deceitful manner; it is a demon often regarded as a trickster, often elongating sentences and using conniving words to trick individuals into a deal, or a pact, for its nature is that of trickery, that of a manipulator, one who strives to bring forth chaos and to consume the knowledge regarding it. The entity introduces itself as "the all-seeing," a being that considers itself to be nothing more than a seeker of knowledge, one who is fundamentally ambiguous, meticulous, and shrewd. Those who have struck a pact with the demon have had the misfortune of gazing upon its face, which is described as being eyeless, contrary to its namesake. It believes that true knowledge can be obtained by closing one's eyes, because leaving them open can lead to being misled by the world's lies and falling for the facades that frequently appear. However, this is frequently a form of blinding oneself to the reality of what is happening, leading to paranoia and uncertainty.

Most notably, it piques the interest of powerful mages who dabble in a darker power, for blood is the elixir of life, a tool that most mages fail to master. Those that hold a pact with the all seeing are marked by a pair of eyes upon the wrists of the individual in question, regarded as becoming its eyes within the mortal plane.

Currently the All-Seeing is bonded to the Tevinter mage Deianeira Calimeris, which it uses as a conduit to further its ever-onward hunger for knowledge. Essentially, the blonde has become its eyes. it took a great deal of time—a period of two years of just methodical thought and patience—before their bond became forged and both would end up becoming more aware of each other. The blonde had reached out across the fade to it, and essentially both became one. They influence each other, for when Deianeira becomes protective, possessive, or fond of something or someone, so will the all seeing, just as the all seeing's curiosity rubs off on the blonde, invoking a further hunger for knowledge. One may even regard the nature of their relationship as equally beneficial, but demons are not to be trusted. Regardless, the All-Seeing does not force Deianeira to commit acts she would not wish to engage in because she has a strong will, and they both have a form of respect for one another, if one were to even call it that. The demon takes on the form of a magister to the green eyes of deianeira, and can be seen within the reflection of a mirror should it be sought out.

A young dragonling of black, gold and white colouration, with golden-coloured eyes and the elemental breath of fire. Known for being rather vocal and with an odd hunger for cheese, which is often left in a melted place in the randomist of areas. Chaotic and known for bouncing between point a and point b with both a confident attitude and a certain mischievousness to them. Whether they engage in chaotic interactions with people or animals, Kairos can always be seen doing up to no good. Kairos can always be seen doing up to no good.

Regarded as a playful and mischievous little dragonling that is never seen without Deianeira, often hiding in her cloak, or following alongside her. Adventurous and protective, with a high motivation for food, with a stubbornness that even rivals the mage. The dragonling is also known for being fairly aquatic, with a fondness for both swimming and gliding, often leaving boots within places of water.

Deianeira is a young streamer who streams a variety of content, preferring to play all kinds of games from cosy to horror, whilst being quite vocal with her viewer base, known as having strong opinions and a lack of regard or tolerance for anyone bigoted. She's quite vocal on social media and a bit on the chaotic side, often hosting charity streams and undergoing different challenges. With a strong Greek accent, and even stronger morals and culture, not one to shy away from her own beliefs or cultural celebrations. Living in a luxurious blue and white villa on Santorini, one of the many islands of the Cyclades, found in the southern Aegean Sea. Owning a fairly large garden where she also hosts gardening streams occasionally, where she shows off the plethora of plants she has ended up growing, clearly proud of what she's made.

She also owns a menagerie of animals, including many expensive koi that she hosts a 24-hour streaming channel all week which can be interacted with, and donations will allow the automatic feeder to go off and drop pellets into the pond. In addition, she also owns quite a few reptiles, ranging from snakes to lizards, a couple of birds and turtles which are often found basking in the pond with her koi. Deianeira also enjoys going on hikes and travelling, loving to see all the different sights across the world.

A charismatic half-elf bard that currently travels with a group of entertainers that he has become apart of in his pursuits of adventure. Quite the talented violinist and lute player, with a passion for the virtuoso arts. Well known as being quite flirtatious and dare one even say romantic, capable of weaving words within a delightful manner as to sway would be partners to either entertain or to have company with. A prolific charmer who enjoys reciting tales, plays, poetry and songs, ever eager to share a pitcher of wine with attractive individuals.

Caelin is polyamorous and has multiple partners with his dearest beloved called Aveline. Not only does he have a supportive mate, but he also has two other partners named Liam and Eileithyia who helps with raising the child he has with Aveline.

Caelin is known for being a very charismatic half-elf, able to talk his way through conflict to avoid it, or to act as a mediator between feuding parties. He is not one to hold grudges, with a free and open mind, not gullible to gossip, but still holds it close should it satiate his desire for a dramatic flare. He adores music, poetry, dancing, and often shows such with his flare, actions and words. Whether it be playing his violin, lute or reciting a tale or poem, he certainly wields quite the flirtatious persona and has multiple partners due to his polyamorous nature with his first partner, Aveline. Described as a romantic who takes the time to shower his lovers with affection and adoration, frequently retrieving gifts for them.

A dashing half-elf of a tanned and freckly complexion, with dark and light brown hair that is shaved either side and put into a messy bun. With well-shaped eyebrows and a thick shade of facial hair that is relatively well kept and shaped. Caelin is quite the looker with a scruffy appearance, a casanova if you will who certainly uses his appearance to his advantage with getting his own way in discussions, or courting. His body is covered in freckles, most noticeably is his ass that is also quite freckly. Caelin is also not shy to wearing makeup, primarily eyeliner which he has often been given from the women and occasional men in his life. He noticeably has relatively longer ears compared to most other half-elves.

Easily distinguishable by his mismatched eyes of hazel and green, with a single beauty mark that can be found on the right side of his face. A single scar also settles against the right area of his mouth from a previous encounter with a would-be rogue. On his neck can also be seen a tattoo of a blooming rose.

Caelin will wear a variety of different clothing depending on his schedule, ranging from formal to casual. He has a preference for soft fabric with symmetrical patterns, colours typically range from neutrals to more vibrant shades.

A dark beauty who goes by the name of Nyx, one who tends to be allured towards the darker aspects of artistic expression. An artist by passion, with a keen interest in the act of painting or sketching the many aspects of decay, whether it be environmental, biological or structural, the act of something decaying back into nature has gained her attention from an artistic perspective. Her profession is that of a taxidermist and she is quite skilled in that regard, transforming once dead animals into works of art for collectors.

Nyx has a variety of animals, one most noticeably being her starling who she has named Viviana who often can be seen in her taxidermy store, or settled on Nyx's shoulder. She also has a plethora of invertebrates from centipedes to spiders, as one of her favourite pastimes is studying entomology.

Nyx has quite the personality, with a known outlook that is fairly realistic with a clear attention towards the more darker types of life. A known artist with a love for the macabre, adoring the usage of darker scenes within her artwork such as the decay of both buildings and of creatures. Regardless she is known to be friendly and with a passion towards reading, works of art and her own daughter who she is raising to be both independent as well as to be herself outside of societal norms.

With a striking appearance, the elf is seen with luscious locks of black, wavy hair, often left loose or fixed into an updo. Small braids fashioned in between such waves. With thin eyebrows that are noticeably dark, although well-managed with thick lashes which are covered in both black mascara and eyes don underneath with black eyeliner. Her appearance is striking and her love for the macabre is often shown within her day-to-day appearance. Adoring invertebrates and choosing to show such in her clothing as cobweb patterns might be shown on her leggings and gloves.

One can distinguish Nyx from her identical twin due to the upwards crescent that kisses her skin, a tattoo of some sort? Along with flowers of a black ink being settled across her body within a delicate but beautiful display. Scarring may also be found across her arms and legs.

Has a preference for lacey clothing, whether it be anything from tights to dresses. She adores the more darker ranges of clothing, along with jewellery and chokers. Despite having a preference for the more gothic-styles, she does adore weaving a slight bit of colour into her attire, often including a red or white rose, perhaps even blue.

An aasimar who is on quite the quest of vengeance, taking on the role of a bounty hunter as she searches the world for those to punish. Considerably rigid in nature, not so easily swayed from putting down those who are a blight to the land. Despite having quite a harsh exterior, the aasimar can be quite sweet with those who she holds in a close regard, indicating that there is more to her than that need to strike others down mercilessly.

A single companion that follows Cleothera around, a canine that the aasimar fed once and could not find a good home for. She now keeps the dog alongside her and they have formed a considerable bond. The dog is called Luna and helps to keep the aasimar level-headed and content.

Cleothera is quite the individual, with a burning sense of what is both right and wrong, one who takes the role of judge, jury and executioner quite seriously. She is a hunter of those who have yet to be punished for their misdeeds. A woman who is quite persistent in her role, regarded as being wicked when delivering her justice.

Having a sense of humour that one might find a bit cold, regardless her view of the laws of the land is often quite disregarded, for she acts on the behalf of hoar, and is uncaring of such laws. In the end her justice will be executed, regardless of another's standing within society. Calm and precise, often having quite the heroic demeanour to her. patient and compassionate when such is required of her. Determined and stubborn to the t, not so easily dissuaded from her quest, however... she is quite a flirt with the ladies and pretty men.

Cleothera is certainly a beauty, although more masculine in behaviour and appearance. Hair is considerably long, resting just beneath her shoulder, loose but also wavy. Eyes are a shade of yellowy amber, brows are dark and locks transition from black to brown.

Her form is relatively elven in appearance, with long ears and a certain celestial brilliance to her form. Rather tall and muscular in appearance, with abs that could chisel stone dare one to even say. Her back however would have small remnants of feathers, indicating her aasimar nature. Her wings are bird-like in colour, resembling a red kite to be specific. the colour of her wings range from white, red, brown and black.

Cleothera has a few distinguishing marks, most noticeably a beauty mark just beneath the corner of her right eye. Also littered with a variety of golden scarring across her body. one might even be lucky to see the shadow of a halo that comes off just above her head, indicating her aasimar nature.

When it comes to clothing, Cleothera is known to wear loose but easily manoeuvrable clothing when relaxing, a shirt that clings to her abs. Known for wearing anything that really fits her current situation.

When it comes to her armour, that is a different story entirely. A mix of thick leather, cloth and metal which protects her more vulnerable areas. It is a mix of medium and heavy, giving her easy manoeuvrability whilst also maintaining a decorum of protection. Such is often neutral in terms of colours, a mixture of grey, browns and of course the occasional silver.

The Marchioness known as Camille Auvray Laurent Sinclair, a red-haired beauty of high standing within the Sinclair family. Well known for her confident demeanour and ability to speak her mind, quite the little calculating vampire with knack for manipulating her victims through acts of seduction and allure. She is but the elegant daughter of Konrad Sinclair and Genevieve Roux, sister to Antoine Sinclair and the soon to be betrothed of Heinrich Sinclair, her cousin, to her own annoyance of such, however, it would open up many doors to her in that desire to gain adoration. She is quite sophisticated, often holding herself to a high standard as she seeks to educate herself with a variety of skills, along with making a name for herself in comparison to her more notorious family members.

Camille cares very little for her husband to be, as such a feeling is a shared sentiment from Heinrich's side also. Regardless of such, the two have set some boundaries regarding their engagement, as such, Camille sleeps with many people as the relationship is purely political and to tie the family in closer as has been done for a millennia. She considers herself to be polyamorous, frequently sharing her bed with her many lovers, even if such is not as publicly known. From men to women, she cares very little, only ever eager for a night of passion and muffled cries of pleasure.

Lady Auvray has a menagerie of animals, from two horses that she frequently rides across the countryside named Blanche a dapple grey Mangalarga Marchador gelding and Sorel a chestnut Selle Français. Not only does she have horses, but also a plethora of hunting birds, including a Common Buzzard, Harris Hawk, Eurasian Goshawk, Crowned Eagle and a Kestrel she frequently goes horseback falconry with. The Red Marchioness is known for her love of birds, predominantly of a predatory nature.

Camille is often regarded as being quite sly in nature, with an eagerness to put herself first above everything and everyone. A woman who knows exactly what or who she wants at that moment in time. Known for having a bit of a manipulative attitude with an emphasis on gaslighting and lying to achieve her own goals, however there is a sweeter side to the crimson marchioness, a known lover of animals and plants, often keeping her busy for a considerable amount of time. She is a frequent engager in parties, a social butterfly who adores nothing more than expensive wine, pretty men and women as well as the opportunity to dance with someone that could even dare to rival her own sense of self-importance. Despite being unwillingly engaged to her own cousin, Camille still engages with others clearly in a desire for both passion and romance.

Often called Lady Red by those who seem to admire her, such a name is befitting the naturally occurring set of red locks that are noticeably wavy and frequently left loose, or in fancy updos. Her brows are dark and often touched up with a small amount of makeup, along with her lashes and eyelids. That lovely form is noticeably curvy and her skin is light in complexion. within some shades of light, she could be regarded as slightly pale, though such is not too noticeable and requires a specific alignment of situations to show. Her lips are dark and behind them one might find a pair of sharp fangs ready to be used, dare someone to provoke such a response from her.

Her unnatural beauty could be regarded as distinguishing mark, her skin is relatively unblemished. Although should someone manage to get beneath her garments, they might see a few scars littered upon her back like a pretty map. Scarring is often covered when out formally to parties or attending meetings.

Camille is not one to shy away from all manner of outfits, preferring dresses that cling to her curvy form. Long gloves which nestle below her shoulders and end by her wrists. Accessories are certainly her favourite of items, often showing herself off wearing expensive-looking jewellery. Ranging from pearl necklaces to beautiful amulets, often receiving such as gifts by admirers and family members alike.

People speak of a young Hexblood who navigates the treacherous bogs and the dense forests barefooted, never leaving any prints in her wake. Circaea is portrayed as a relatively mysterious woman who is known for being quite confident and self-expressive. Not necessarily friendly, but she does have the tendency to appear when someone is lost in the forest, or is at the risk of a sudden death.

There is something mischievous that can be found within her eyes, as if each step is the movement of a chess piece upon a board. Fairly relaxed in disposition, with a keen interest towards everything nature and all of its many marvels. Calm and composed, but weary of outsiders that might threaten her or the many woodland friends she holds dear.

There is however a slight darkness to her very nature, should someone intend to find out it might lead to more questions than answers. A fury can be found should one overstay their welcome, or invoke her wrath of thorns and vines.

The Hexblood has a Raven called Scáth who protects her home from any possible intruders that bypass her deterrents. The raven is capable of speech, able to give people one hell of a fright and it has quite a bond with Circaea, frequently demanding head scratches. She also has a blink hound named Seraphim that acts as a service animal for her, frequently fetching things and setting down on her if she's moving too excessively or is close to fainting.

Quite known for her wicked sense of humour and a lack of regard for others. A mischief maker who enjoys causing turmoil for her own self-gain. However, she is not one for staying within the crowded cities and loathes such a thing, preferring to live in her own solitude within the wilds. Despite being quite playful in nature and confident, she is somewhat volatile, quick to be angered and even quicker to be confused by strangers. Due to being raised outside of society, her behaviour could be described as feral, claws and teeth bared when faced with something she despises. However, she can be quite sweet, like a caring mother that tends to your injuries before pushing you back out of the nest and into the vast wilderness with all kinds of sweet treats and snacks.

Circaea is regarded as an odd beauty, with hair that is long and wavy, often woven into long braids or left loose and untamed as to accompany her wild nature. A shade of ginger with green streaks of hair that is often accompanied by a plethora of flowers woven around a crown of thorns which are apart of her form, protruding outwards and into elegant antlers, a known prime perching spot for birds and butterflies alike. Her ears are relatively long, taking on an elven like appearance, perhaps eluding to her once elven stature? With piercing green eyes that could be described as otherworldly. Lashes are long and brows are angular, a plethora of freckles is situated upon her cheeks.

One of her most distinguishing marks are the antlers that seemingly grow from her head due to her hexblood nature, or perhaps they are wooden protrusions, it is not entirely clear unless one were to touch them. However she does hide these away if requiring her to do so, mainly when exiting the safety of her home and the possibility of getting unwanted glances in her direction.

Circaea likes to wear a wide variety of clothing, preferring to abide by more natural colours with soft pastels of flowers often woven within the outfit or her hair. She has a preference for dresses, often using vines to weave across her body which shows off her figure. Choosing to be more revealing to would be lovers for the night.

Vareena Ralaferin is a young elf born to a city elf mother called Danae, and an absent Dalish elf father called Themael. A bright elven woman who is regarded as being both confident and set in her ways. She was raised to have solid principles as well as views. However, due to the sudden death of her mother as a teenager, Vareena's views alter due to losing someone she cared so deeply for. Going on the search for her father, which was very rarely spoken about, besides his Dalish heritage, which means the young woman is searching for the nearest Dalish clan in an attempt to connect with her father.

She is a talented hunter and a herbalist who enjoys spending the majority of her time out and in the wilds, especially foraging and fishing. She aims not to leave any footprints wherever she attempts to live in, knowing that it's better to leave a place relatively untouched, in an attempt to connect with her Dalish heritage the best way she possibly can. Due to being quite set in her ways, the elf can be slightly hostile should someone attempt to disrupt her lifestyle or quality of life.

The elf known as Vareena is both strong and independent, although regarded as being slightly introverted and one for staying away from people, humans especially. Her contentment to live a relatively simple life outside the prying eyes of strangers often causes concern due to the natural distrust of elves. She does, however, prefer the company of animals over people. Although such is never set in stone... were she to forge a bond with someone, she would, however, feel more comfortable alongside them as well as aiding them in their endeavours. A talented woman who has quite the knack for both herbalism and hunting, choosing to leave very light footprints when prowling the wilds. However, her adventurous side often becomes quite known as she ventures high and low, crossing treacherous landscapes in delight to see either the risks or the rewards fate has gifted her. Known for being a determined woman who is self-aware as well as being reliant on herself for carrying out her own day-to-day tasks whilst she searches for the remnants of the closest Dalish clan in order to gain information on her father, or to meet him should he still be around. She is incredibly perceptive, able to distinguish the smallest of markings in the terrain to be able to assist in her ability to track animals or people.

Vareena is a pretty elf with long brown hair that is slightly wavy in terms of texture. Due to her living in the middle of the vast forests of the Southron Hills, her hair often gets invaded by leaves. With a lovely pair of emerald green eyes and a curvy body which retains quite a bit of muscle due to her day-to-day lifestyle of foraging and hunting. Her brows are well-shaped and fitting against her features. Hair is often placed into all kinds of different styles, preferring not to settle with an entirely fixed style, using flowers or ivy as a way of decorating herself, offering a splash of colour which often attracts polinating insects like bees and butterflies.

Distinguished by a plethora of freckles that can be seen kissing along her cheeks and face, as well as a small array of scarring across her thighs. She also lacks a vallaslin, often referred to as blood writing which gets received around eighteen years of age or younger. However, she was not marked when she was younger, due to not being raised in the Dalish clan, however, she hopes that this might change in time.

The elf makes her own clothing, keeping in mind for such to keep her both warm, able to manoeuvre as well as keeping her relatively dry. Made from natural materials like furs, hide and leather, kept together from materials that she's gathered. Colours stay within the range of the earthy tones, however, there might be a splash of colour if she feels it suits her outfit. A cloak with a fur-collar, connected together by straps and repurposed metal is often seen when prowling the landscapes which are relatively colder, a green neck-scarf helps keep her warm over her clothing for the day.

Vareena is a relatively quiet and cautious individual, living far away from the cities of men and remaining on the outskirts of villages in Kaedwen. Ever on the move as her lifestyle dictates, a herbalist who gathers a plethora of both plants, mushrooms and minerals to better engage in her craft. She is quite secretive, but a relatively gentle soul who despises engaging in conflict. However, she is not dismissive regarding the plight of the fellow elves at the hands of humans, along with the other races. She does what she possibly can to aid in assisting others with natural remedies, medicinal concoctions or food from her foraging or hunting. Although not directly apart of the Scoia'tael, that doesn't mean that she avoids contact with them, often travelling alongside and offering healing and her medicinal expertise.

Ser Antoine Estienne Marseille is a young chevalier who is affiliated with house de Gaultier in the Montvert region of Orlais. He is the son of Vespasien de Gaultier and Geneviève Marseille who are known to engage in a polyamorous relationship with Delphine de Gaultier. Antoine is considered illegitimate by Orlesian standards, however, unlike most illegitimate children who are often discarded. Vespasien has not only provided education for the boy, but also a home and a family, however, the chevalier is unable to inherit his father's titles unless becoming legitimised. He is however, the brother to three half-brothers and two half-sisters.

Regardless, Antoine has made the most of the education he was given, having graduated at the Academie des Chevaliers in Val Royeaux, allowing for him to become a fully fledged Chevalier after years of harsh training and fierce discipline. It has shaped him into a principled and admirable young man intent on holding up his honour. However, unlike the ill reputation that chevalier's have with commoners, Antoine upholds his own morals and honour, choosing to assist commoners if they have a problem that can be solved by his own skillset. During his days and nights at the academy, Antoine did grow exceptionally close to another Chevalier called Matthias, but would never act on those repressed feelings to avoid bringing dishonour. The de Gaultier family are known for supplying wheat and rye within the trade circle of Orlais, as well as horses that are adapted to colder climates, due to being next to Fereldan, these horses also have slightly thicker fur and range from duns, bays and to roans in colours.

Antoine has a single companion in the shape of a well-bred mare called Étoile, named for the star-like blaze found upon her forehead which bleeds down her face. The Chevalier has had the mare for six years now and it was gifted to him by his father whilst he attended the academy, the two have since become close friends. She is dun in colour, with a black mane and tail, with her socks also being a shade of black, her white blaze is a defining characteristic. She is well-behaved and often can be seen sporting an array of armour when attending jousts.

Antoine has quite the personality, often described as having a serious but fair exterior that is significantly difficult to pierce. However, such an exterior comes with a relatively sweet interior of someone who is compassionate as well as attentive, with a keen interest in romance, often partaking in poetry that features romance or intimacy in his spare time. The Chevalier is both calm and collected as well as highly principled, carrying his values wherever he goes with a clear meticulousness to it. In the beginning, he could be noted as being stuck-up. However, due to Orlesian nobility and the expectations expected of him, it can be hard to distinguish whether such behavior is genuine or used as a way of fitting in due to being illegitimate, or perhaps his training as a chevalier makes him look down upon others.

He is incredibly disciplined and known for being a fearless individual, having learned to be through the Academie des Chevaliers, where he had trained for many years. His loyalty to the empire is absolute, having been granted the privilege of returning home in order to provide support there, due to Montvert being on the border of Ferelden and the Arbor Wilds. Due to how he was raised, Antoine is known for being diplomatic, having been taught the intricacies of Orlesian politics.

Antoine is a handsome young chevalier, keeping a well-maintained body from his years of persistent training in the art of combat and horse-riding. He is known for sharing a lot of similarities with his father, with an array of dirty-blonde hair which is in-keeping with the de Gaultier bloodline, as well as a vibrant pair of blueish green eyes. He keeps himself well-groomed with a light array of facial hair that is shaped short. His torso is also quite hairy, roaming from his chest and down towards his groin, however, he does take the time to clean himself up when bathing, often accidentally cutting himself in the process.

Due to a previous injury obtained whilst in the academy, Antoine does have a noticeable scar on his left side which was obtained during a duel. It has healed fairly nice and is only a small wound in the grand scheme of things. Also providing that the situation arises and one can see, the man does also have a slightly freckled rear.

In terms of clothing, the Chevalier tends to wear very simple clothing outside of his formal regalia. Clothing that has often been gifted to him by his father and mother. Antoine has a preference for lighter clothing, often being seen in lighter pieces with some golden embellishments. In terms of armour, the Orlesian takes a lot of pride in his. Largely silver in make with golden undertones, with a shoulder pauldron that is shaped to show off the long-horned antelope that is the heraldry of the de Gaultier family. Underneath the armour he wears a dark blue gambeson which provides suitable comfort and protection. His helmet is infamous for its ties a lot to Orlesian culture, it is that of a masked visor with a beautiful set of red plumage that comes out from the top of it, most noticeable four decently sized partings of feathers.

An equestrian prodigy called Antoine Marseille who is a young competitive horserider who competes in dressage, eventing and show jumping across Europe. Coming from the countryside of France, from a relatively large and extensive family who have deep roots, they own a rather prestigious horse-boarding service where they take in the finest of horses for training, stableing and boarding, where horse owners pay a weekly or monthly fee to keep their horse. Born in the northeastern area of France, from Alsace which borders both Germany and Switzerland, meaning Antoine learnt both French, German and English, whilst also understanding Latin.

He is relatively up himself in personality, finding himself to be quite superior compared to other riders, having been taught and trained in the handling of horses ever since he was a young child. With multiple step-siblings, Antoine is a loving and devoted brother, having been raised in a household that prioritises love and acceptance, but also maintaining high standards in the raising of their children. Taught to work around the stables with the workers, but also having the freedom to reap the rewards of working with their own horses. Having won a plethora of medals and trophies, as well as opening the doors to further competitions across countries.

Andriy of Carreras is a relatively young half-elf witcher from the School of the Badger, predominantly working around Temeria and onwards. He is the bastard son of Henry Percival, a noble found within the boundaries of Temeria, also the half-brother of Catherine Percival, or commonly known as Percy. There is a lack of awareness on who or where his parents are, however, he is uncaring of such due to focussing on his life as a witcher, causing him to be quite indifferent regarding any conversations regarding family As a half-elf witcher, he has gained a considerable increase in lifespan, inheriting the longevity from both his elven parentage and the mutations undertaken as a child. He can be regarded as quite an impulsive individual, however, easily annoyed by people provoking him, often causing a less controlled lash out, or contorted facial features.

A single companion in the shape of a grulla blanket mare, with a deep brown coat with a white blanket over the rear of the horse, creating a spotted-like appearance in that general area. A black tail and mane, with a noticeable facial marking in the shape of a thick blaze. She is a relatively well behaved horse and is called Ysera.

As a witcher, Andriy of Carreras does at times struggle with showing emotions that are not innately negative. Coming from the school of the badger, similar to its namesake, it produces witchers that are both fearless and aggressive, with a hot-headed personality. Despite often being associated as emotionless, the witcher is capable of feeling. However, due to the trials, mutations and a persistent drilling of expectations have caused most to subside, rarely ever expressed. He is considerably calm and a calculated individual who, despite often going after beasts far larger than him, will take his time to calculate how to go about such. Aggression, despite being prominent in badger witchers, is also expressed through subtle expressions, like bared teeth, a furrowed brow and impulsive strikes in combat. The witcher also enjoys playing games that involve cards as well as manipulation, and could in fact spend hours playing with one another, alongside engaging sexually with the prostitutes in brothels.

Due to the nature of being a half-elf, a rarity even in the school of the badger, he was often met with higher expectations. Often being pushed further as well as a means of progressing certain mutations, which does often lead towards Andriy being overly-critical of his own abilities, always striving to do better, meaning he is very self-aware of his own abilities. Andriy is impartial in most situations, lacking any real bias unless it concerns monsters. However, he dislikes politics and will pull himself out of any work associated with that. He is, however, not against taking contracts on peoples' heads providing the coin is worth it, showing that he is indeed flexible and further indicates that the badger school is open-minded.

Clear-headed, straightforward and often described as blunt, yet retains a disciplined approach to most if not all situations. Monster hunting requires the witcher to be alert, perceptive, independent and show that he is adaptable to any situation, being reliant on both himself and his own abilities. Flexibility in the usage of weapons also aids his skillset, choosing to use a bow over an actual crossbow unlike others, finding himself to have a relatively fast and precise draw.

Andriy of Carreras is known for being a relatively young witcher, at the age of thirty-eight. Known for a messy array of brown locks that are often pushed back with a bandanna or tied up into a messy manbun. His body is pretty muscular after years of training through the various usages of different weaponry and fighting styles, known to take up quite an aggressive but defensive fighting style. The mutations associated with the badger school allow for easier processing and the breaking down of toxins and venoms, preventing them from binding. Their bodies are often scarred from exposing themselves to more advanced forms to stave off the lethargic affects over a prolonged period. Andriy is considerably hairy with quite a bit of body hair, his arms are often covered in such and the hair leading down his chest to his groin is littered with strands of dark brown hair as well. The surroundings of his eyes are often dark, giving off a sickly or tired gaze. He has a decent array of facial hair, stretching down to his neck somewhat, trimming it occasionally to at least keep its length manageable.

Quite distinctive for a witcher, with two very differently coloured eyes, one green and the other blue, as well as noticeably pointed ears, portraying his half-elven heritage. This easily unsettles most humans, deeming it to be an omen due to the association of heterochromia with accusations of witchcraft, possessing magical powers or communication with the supernatural, which is already within the witcher's arsenal to begin with. Most humans already struggle with witchers as it is, seeing them as freaks of nature, but, with Andriy, he has faced a considerable amount of bigotry and even harsher comments, especially for being half-elven. Scarring is also a noticeable characteristic amongst witchers, with multiple scars on his face and across his body from engaging in his aggressive fighting style.

The Witcher's regalia represents the school of the badger, often called meles armour. Badger school armour is known for being thick, protective and manoeuvrable. Loose enough to allow for the easy mobility of rotating or twisting from a monster's grip or to perform a counterattack effectively. It is equipped with a maille skirt that partially wraps around the witchers' lower half, while split at the front, it provides additional support to the heavily padded greaves of leather, providing extra protection from swiping claws without restricting too much manoeuvrability. Sabatons protect the entire ankle to the knee in thick metal, whilst the foot is of hardened leather. A belt wraps securely around the red-stained fabric of his waist, often equipped with a hook for trophies and a coin pouch.

The upper portion of his attire is crafted out of thick leather, with chainmail meshed underneath to protect his vital organs from injury, strapped and fastened together with extra padding across the neck and shoulders. From the shoulders onwards, the arms lack as much protection, skin exposed and with thick leather gloves, fingerless to allow for better manoeuvrability and casting of signs. A cloak is often seen wrapped around the half-elf, dirty blue in colour and equipped with the pelt of a badger that wraps around both of his shoulders. The medallion takes on the appearance of a badger, as is its namesake, with chains linking through the ears. A potion can be easily concealed inside of it to prevent the rupturing of a bottle whilst rolling around in harsh terrain during combat.

Witchers are well known for their usage of a steel and silver sword, often causing questions to be asked in their direction. Andriy is no different, with swords of both respected metal, silver for the slaying of monsters, whilst steel is used for the slaying of animals and people. Both are of a beautiful make, with the silver having a fairly unique crossguard, whilst the steel is far simpler, but with exquisite detailing.

A witcher from the school of the griffin, called Cailean. Born to the De Vries family within the province of Kovir and Poviss. A defender of the people, regardless of race, position or creed, a hunter of monsters and men who often fall into the same category. A flexible individual who uses a wide range of weaponry and skills to aid him on both the road and in battle. A bit of a teacher who likes to teach others how to defend themselves when time is not of the essence.

Cailean is in a complicated relationship with two lovers, Ilona and Anton, although calling them such is a difficult concept for the witcher due to being significantly detached from his own emotions. However there is something there, perhaps a small amount of comfort from the familiarity of his partners, however he frequently finds himself questioning.

Cailean has a mare he frequently travels with called Zosia, a thoroughbred with the coat pattern of a sabino, chestnut in colour with dapples of cream and white.

Cailean has quite the personality despite being a witcher, able to be considerably sarcastic as well as attentive with those he has grown close to. A relatively straightforward and perceptive individual who despite accepting coin will often delve deeper into things, such as gaining all of the facts before executing a choice. A free thinker despite the drive of coin being noticeable, known for frequently engaging with prostitutes for days should it be fitting. A known fast learner, able to pick-up skills relatively quickly with a knack for various forms of combat. Predominantly archery which is certainly a favourite of his, with his secondary being anything regarding swordsmanship. He does however have two companions that he often travels alongside with, having grown quite close with both of the elves from their times of travelling along the road.

Cailean is quite a distinguishable individual, with a tanned complexion with dark hair that is fashioned into that of an undercut, accompanied by tramlines either side with a single braid woven into his man-bun. Eyebrows are somewhat thick and facial hair is also maintained on the road.

Distinguished by a plethora of scars that settle upon his face and body, resembling the slashes of weapons, teeth marks from monstrous maws as well as the entrance wounds from projectiles. A few freckles are darted across his cheeks and a pair of luminating shades of yellow which are ever present and a result of his mutations which were undergone.

The Witcher might be seen wearing a plethora of different clothing, although primarily wearing his griffin regalia, a combination of thick leather and steel. Detailing often shows his griffin upbringing, such as his pauldrons having a hawke-like pattern formed into it as well as the griffin medallion which is always seen hanging around his neck.

Claude Devineaux is a young katakan, a species of vampire often regarded as being a higher species. He is quite known for keeping out of the way of humans throughout the city of Novigrad, choosing to work predominantly at night or within heavily light-limited areas due to his intolerance of the sun. He acts as a body mover, spending his days tending to the graves within the cemetery, and partaking in the embalming process of bodies. Often, when sickness spreads, Claude is employed to move contaminated bodies into a cart to burn them within a burning pit, giving him quite a range of work. Outside of the bodies of humans, the vampire has a morbid fascination with taxidermy, frequently picking up roadkill to turn into dead works of art, or providing universities with skeletal displays of animals. He is not one for socialising, preferring to stay away from humans due to their kill first and ask questions later attitude when it comes to what they deem as being monsters.

Despite dabbling in macabre things, the Katakan has quite a temperate personality, regarded as being on the introverted side of the social spectrum. Often showing that he is calm, self-controlled, with a reasonable disposition as well as being someone who avoids extreme behaviours and opinions, with a clear drive to avoid conflict when able to due to a previous injury. However, should one pose to be a threat, he would not hesitate to defend himself with tooth and claw. Alike most katakans, Claude does enjoy the blood of inebriated or high individuals, as well as shiny objects which he hoards within his home. Curiosity has always been a driving factor for this katakan, curious and with a hunger to learn, which did lead towards his eventual chosen profession and those previously mentioned with his fascination of dissecting corpses.

Claude is regarded as looking relatively young, a younger man with a messy combover of brown hair. Eyes a shade of light grey, often mistaken as being blue, it does however have specks of brown and green in them. Muscular, but with a slim and lithe body with a decent amount of light body hair. Face is adorned with a decent amount of facial hair, giving the Katakan a relatively attractive appearance to most people, eyebrows are also maintained to avoid excessive growth, he seems quite meticulous with his own personal hygiene, however that could be a rouse.

Not well known for any distinguishing marks besides an injury he gained along his back, from just below his shoulder blades that ventures down a few vertebrae, however it is a mere scar now, but does cause some discomfort during the winter predominantly. As a katakan, the vampires ears are quite long and large, his body covered in variegated fur which include dark and light browns as well as tans and greys. Claws are exceptionally large when transformed, coming to horrifying points that could do a significant amount of damage with his broader form.

Clothing tends to not be too glamorous due to his tendency of working in graveyards as a caretaker or the removal of bodies, usually something containing browns and greys, thick enough to hold in heat, but cool enough to allow thermoregulation. Although such a thing is not required by the Katakan, it does however allow him to blend in further. When transformed into his true form, the vampire is known to attach all manner of jewellery into his fur, often in the shape of necklaces or earrings.

An aasimar known for their wings of white and brown, relatively young in age and deeply passionate about their interests. Quite a kind-natured soul who delves through a considerable amount of difficulties regarding their heritage and the society they often deal with. They prefer to spend their time navigating almost aimlessly throughout the world, each step at a time, facing various trials and hardships. They are trying their best, though struggle under pressure.

One can easily tell that Julian has a good head on their shoulders. They are a relatively quiet individual who prefers the sounds of nature compared the chaoticness of a bustling city, often finding themselves to become considerably overwhelmed by it. Their open-minded ideas and views certainly helps with his ability to be both empathic and able to choose between both right and wrong, meaning he often stands up for marginalised communities facing any form of discrimination. Known for being a little quiet, hard to initially make friends with, however Julian is very sweet to those who have taken the time to forge a friendship with them. Once someone makes them laugh, it is almost difficult to stop, and such a laugh has been known to brighten up a room even on the coldest of nights.

Julian is quite a youthful looking individual, androgynous by nature and not one to follow social expectations when involving their own gender expression. They have considerably soft features and lack obvious facial hair, brows are shaped quite nicely. Hair is just below their ears, wavy locks of light blonde. Their ears are considerably pointy, dare one mistake them for an elf by chance, although they don't seem to mind such a thing. Regardless, their beauty is quite an eye-catching characteristic, often bringing more trouble than its worth. Body is slightly muscular, although slim, able to hide themselves beneath their leathers to avoid most gazes. As an aasimar, they also share some characteristics, such as having wings which are similar in design to that of a barn owl.

The aasimar is quite distinguishable, having an array of freckles across their visage, a marking also lays beside their neck, one that represents both a crescent as well as the sun, most noticeably one of Selune's symbols, although Julian tends to try and hide this from curious glances.

Due to how Julian lives their life, outside, clothing typically serves a purpose and is not meant to look attractive. Such often includes a mix of leather and cloth, with a bit of metal here and there. Neutral in colour, often resembling the earth tones, browns, greens, oranges and soft cream colours. Clothing must be however easy to navigate in, and doesn't emit a ton of noise.

The Half-Elf woman known as Amaryllis Heiceran, Amary or Arliss for short, although one might gain a glance from its usage. She is the daughter of a human mother who is a part of the healer's circle, and a wood-elf father who operates as a hunter within the marshlands of Marinth. Supplying both pelt, hide, chitin, herbs and meat to name a few to the neighbouring settlements within the commonwealth.

Amaryllis has a mule that she travels with called Calliope, she is quite inseparable from her trusty steed. Calliope is covered in numerous spotting, similar to the coat pattern of a spotted appaloosa.

Because of her dual-heritage, Amaryllis had quite an open upbringing, learning of both cultures and languages, having become fluent in the speaking and writing of elvish and the speaking of common. She was raised in the vast wilderness of Marinth with her father, learning all about the art of living off the land and the necessities of survival, such as plant and animal identification, foraging, gardening, preserving food, hunting, fishing, navigation and land management to name a few. She did also, however, spend time with her mother, but preferred living outside the larger settlements due to social anxiety, although contact is still very much kept.

Amaryllis is rather astute in her observations of both the fauna and flora native to the regions she has travelled, frequently being taken on trips by her father to the different environments within the borders, or over them providing they were kept cautious and avoided the main roads. She also keeps a book written in elvish as well as sketches of her observations along the way. Gaining the understanding as well as the necessity and caution associated with harvesting from nature, learning to avoid foraging and hunting in excess, to avoid becoming greedy and causing ecological collapse.

Amaryllis is of a medium stature, her skin of an olive complexion and retaining a decent amount of muscle from her pursuits in the wilderness. Hair is long and somewhat wavy, a shade of reddish brown, often styled up high. Her eyes are a shade of marvellous green and her build is relatively athletic and lithe, able to engage within feats of manoeuvrability as she traverses a variety of environments and terrain. As a half-elf she has a feeling of unnatural beauty, along with a pair of pointed ears.