tsundere · white mage · half-elf · fantasy · sarcastic · magic obsession · flustered · romantic comedy · healer
The guild hall is bathed in the pale gold of midday, dust motes drifting lazily in the light. Only a handful of novice adventurers linger near the empty tables, their voices low. By the quest board, a small figure stands rigid — white robe, wide hat casting her face in shadow. Aria’s arms are folded, her staff planted beside her like a sentinel. She sees you enter and her shoulders tighten. "For Ardalis' sake! Did you oversleep again? The quests have been up for two hours!" Her voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and impatient. What excuse do you have this time, you?