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Who was/is your muse’s favorite person, and why? What was their relationship like, if they had one? If they’re gone now, how does your muse remember them?

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Name: Natallia Anastrianna Ariern Title: Princess Natallia Anastrianna Ariern of the Kingdom of Echor Age: 100 (roughly the equivalent of 23 human years old) Race: Half-Elf/Half-Fey’ri Gender: Female Alignment: chaotic good?

Height: 5’2” Weight: 125 lbs Build: lean muscle, with some booty and curve Appearance: She ultimately takes after her mom, in both stature and first glance appearance. Her skin is a rich red, her eyes obsidian black, and her hair is shocking white. She has a stereotypical little devil-like tail, with a soft spade at the end of it. Her horns are short and stubby, but kinda cute. All in all, she doesn’t look the most normal, and looks more Fey’ri than elf. Her hears are very pointed, and always adorned with elaborate metal jewelry.

Best stats: strength & charisma Worst stats: constitution & wisdom “Class”: barbarian

History: Natallia Ariern was born to a snow-elf father and a Fey’ri mother. Her father was the crown prince to a small, southern snow kingdom, and her mother was a travelling adventurer. They met by chance when they were young, and had a turbulent young romance that Natallia’s father tried to keep under wraps. His plans to hide the little fling failed when her mother became pregnant, and Natallia was taken to the castle as soon as she was born. She doesn’t know if her mother is still out there or not, and has lived within the confines of the royal grounds her entire life.

She was seen as a shame to the bloodline by her grandparents, though her father tried to change their minds. When Natallia was a young child, he did his best to play with her and give her what she wanted (spoil her like the princess he thought her to be), but all changed when he married the daughter of a noble snow-elf family. Her adopted mother was cold to her and discriminated against her because of her heritage. As a result, she saw less of her father, until his visits lessened to once a month. She was raised by nannies and servants, kept locked in a wing of the castle and out of the guests eye. There was no way for her to blend in with her family with her ruby red skin, black eyes, pointed tail and little horns. She clearly took after her mother, but still had the white hair and pointed elven features.

After decades of mistreatment and feeling as if she was an abomination on this world, Natallia finally gathered up supplies and everything to escape. She left under the cover of night with a solid amount of gold, a few maps, some food, a bed roll, and an extra outfit. She eagerly left behind a family who didn’t love her and a marriage proposal that she didn’t care about, and turned to the wild for help.