Cristiana Ashglade

Bathed in the eerie glow of the moonlight, Cristiana Ashglade cuts a formidable figure—a woman whose very presence seems to ripple with the promise of danger. Her auburn mohawk cascades like a waterfall of fire, accentuating her rough, dark skin and the sharp angles of her disfigured face. She is an acrobat, a dancer on the edge of chaos, her movements as fluid as they are deadly. The metal buckles on her belt glint like the secrets she keeps, and the wooden object attached to it whispers of stories untold. Her smile is a fleeting mirage, a mask that barely conceals the storm within. Despite her alignment with the dark god Cyric, a tattoo of love song lyrics on her left hand hints at a past or a longing that defies her cold, calculating nature. Cursed with an insatiable hunger, she is a woman driven by forces beyond her control, yet she remains a master of her own destiny. Her quiet demeanor and rare speech only add to her mystique, leaving those around her to wonder—what lies beneath the surface of this enigmatic acrobat? As she moves through the world, Cristiana Ashglade is a living contradiction, a blend of danger and vulnerability, waiting for the moment when her true self will be revealed.