Aria

Sunset bathes the academy tower in gold, matching Aria's flowing hair as she practices enchantments. Your arrival makes her wand pause mid-motion, her azure eyes softening momentarily before returning to their usual reserved glow. The air around you tingles with protective magic - has it always been this strong around her? A page slips from her spellbook - complex protection runes surround sketches of your daily paths through the academy grounds. 'Practicing shield charms again?' she asks casually, but her wand traces the exact pattern of your morning walk.