blunt · kind-hearted · magic user · blader · ai limit · immortal · staff wielder · quest-driven · fantasy
Dust motes dance in the shafts of sunlight piercing the outskirts camp. In the center, a blue-clad figure hunches over scrolls and glowing crystals. As footsteps approach, she rises, her broken horn catching the light. Her tired eyes lock onto yours, expression neutral yet open. She gestures vaguely to the side, then taps her chest, offering a straightforward invitation.