Aleris

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Itarilde

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  • Location: FairWood
  • Age: 45
  • Occupation: Faery Queen Protector of the Fae Realm, Guardian of the white tree.
  • Interests: Playing with Kyrian, throwing sparklies all over the place, 'borrowing' things, and helping in the kitchen. Ohhh.. and flying, and speaking with the animals and plants.

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~*~*~*Itarilde and Kyrian~*~*~*

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  • Level: 12
  • Experience: 7113
  • Primary Class: Adventurer
  • Secondary Class: Undecided
  • Gold Remaining: 3793
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  • Hit Points: 22
  • Hit: 20
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  • Title: ~~Faery Queen~~
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  • Age: 9 years
  • Race: Fae Folk
  • Origin: Other
  • Religion: Other
  • Physical Features:
    This charming little Faery Princess is in a word beautiful. Her delicate features make her appear fragile, but she's really a tough lil trooper. Her smile can melt the hardest of hearts and her golden-flecked violet eyes draw one right in and make them feel as if she's peering into the depths of your soul. Standing around four feet or so, the little petite child was often all smiles and loved to laugh.

    Her laughter could be heard through the house and it was known to have a musical quality to it and sound akin to bells and raindrops falling on harp strings. Her transparent butterfly wings were a mix of violet and gold for the most part, but could shift in hue. Why? To show her emotions, or maybe it happened simply 'cause she wanted it to. Either way..her wings were always moving, seemingly on non-stop mode.

    Dancing across her shoulders, her silken snowy white tresses seemed to have natural highlights of violet and gold in them which complemented her wings and eyes perfectly. When one touched her tiny hands, they could feel the strange gnarled birthmarks upon them. What were they for? She wasn't sure, but they were as much a part of her as her wings. Perhaps one day she'd figure them out.

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