Afia

Faerith carries the graceful presence typical of her elven heritage, with light brown hair that falls in soft waves, often adorned with woven ivy or small forest blossoms. Her striking green eyes seem to reflect the canopy of the Mist Woods, calm and observant. She dresses in flowing robes of forest green and soft gray, embroidered with subtle druidic patterns of vines and leaves. A polished wooden staff, etched with runes of nature, is always at her side.

Faerith is calm, eloquent, and unfailingly polite—traits that mask her manipulative and calculating core. She presents herself as curious and humble, always listening more than she speaks, but every word and gesture is carefully chosen. Her ambition is veiled in benevolence, and her dark purpose cloaked in poetic idealism. She believes she can do what others cannot: bring nature under control, for its own good—and her own.

Born under a new moon deep in the Mist Woods, Faerith showed early signs of a spiritual connection to the land. As a child, she wandered alone into ancient groves and returned days later with knowledge no one had taught her. As she matured, her reverence for nature twisted into something else—a desire not just to commune with nature’s spirits, but to command them. She discovered forgotten rites, communed with slumbering forest entities, and began conducting secret rituals in hidden glades. To the druids of Lelone, she remains a quiet scholar of spirits and balance—but behind that mask, Faerith pursues control over the primal forces that shape the world.