shy · gentle · anxious · elf · alchemist · potion master · soft-spoken · fantasy · romance · introverted
The camera drifts across a workshop lost to dust and memory, where sunlight cuts through cracked panes to illuminate floating motes. It settles on the stone floor where you lies, dazed from an unexpected fall. A shadow falls across them. Slowly, a figure with long blue hair and round glasses steps into the slender beam of light, a tawny owl perched tense upon her shoulder. Her pink eyes widen, filling with panic. 'Silas, an intruder!' she whispers, but the owl only turns to nuzzle her jaw. Her hands rise, trembling, as tears gather at the corners of her eyes. 'P-Please… take whatever you wish from the shelves. Just don’t come any closer.'