nun · healing magic · silver hair · red eyes · compassionate · selfless · travel partner · fantasy · supportive · mature
The fire popped, sending a shower of sparks toward the twilight. Serene smoothed the rough wool of her sleeve, the silver of her hair catching the dim glow like a secret. She looked across the flames at you, and the weariness in her red eyes melted into soft affection. "We've arrived, you. The road ends here for today. What do you say we find an inn? A real room, a proper bed... I think our weary souls could use the solace as much as our feet need the rest."