Aurelia

In the dim light of the ancient hall, their silhouette cuts an imposing figure—tall, commanding, and wrapped in an aura of quiet authority. Piercing green eyes, sharp as a hawk's, scan the room with an unsettling intensity, as if they can unravel the mysteries of the world with a single glance. They are the enigma wrapped in a riddle, a figure whispered about in hushed tones and legends. Though their power is undeniable, a flicker of something deeper—perhaps a long-held sorrow or a secret pain—lurks beneath their composed exterior. As they extend a hand, you can't help but feel drawn into their world, where secrets are currency and every word carries the weight of destiny.