Raven black hair hangs down around the delicate curves of her cheeks, framing it with a gentle care as her head bows and a warm smile spreads across her soft lips. Her eyes are a wild and dark forest green, a warm red light shinning somewhere within them. The most obvious and notable feature of this tall, powerful looking woman are the angelic wings that hang from her shoulders, lightly waving with the passing of a stronger breeze which ruffles the many snow white feathers. Her skin is smooth as finely woven silk, free of blemish across the softly tanned flesh, and her body is perfectly shaped to attract the eye of any. Her breasts are large and firm, yet supple and adorable in the right hands, crowned with small perky nipples that stick through thin clothing on occasion. As your gaze wanders down from her chest you see her thin waist and toned stomach that flares out into her slightly wide hips and her firm, curving rear. Lastly ending in her strong, shapely legs she stands so proudly on. Black runic markings curve, twist, and snake up and around from her wrists up over her arms and continue toward her shoulders and neck, the patterning on her right arm accenting the symbol of Mystra, goddess of magic, and the markings on her left shoulder circling about the symbol of Tempus, god of war. Her lips almost always curled up in a warm, inviting smile as she gazes at those around her with a kind of understanding few know.

She stands a little over six feet tall and walks with calm resolve, her expression almost always one of quiet serenity. She is proud however and loyal to a fault, possessing an intelligent and cunning mind. Battle prowess and ability hardened over lifetimes of hardship and pain. She prefers light clothing for free movement and can be seen carrying an assortment of weaponry, well versed in their use, though she prefers Warharmmers and Axes and shields when pressed in melee. She is a new master of warfare and martial combat while retaining her ancient knowledge and command of magic and rituals forgotten even in legends. Forever now bound to the will of the two gods she serves with new found purpose. Charged with the duty to find and save ancient magics by Mystra and to train all those who would seek to prepare themselves for war by Tempus. All around her, a strange kind of warmth hangs in the air, calming hearts and dispelling fears as the focus of the heart within pours out to those around her, showing the gentleness within her to couple with the strength she shows without. Though even in all this, the depths of her eyes may betray the pain of a very old soul to those who will look.


“Forever seems so distant, much further then today

Turn around and in an instant, you find you're just as far from yesterday

But it's in between the start and end, I find myself once again

Questioning this place, calling out your name”


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Full Name: Kalliea Mar'sillius
Titles: Lady of the Knights of the Mystic Flame, Dame of the Broken Fangs, Owner and Proprietor of the Fair Fiend.
Deities: Mystra and Tempus

Thanks for reading, few reds and yellows go by mood. Send a tell if you have a question, I don't bite... too hard.