Elenaril

Elenaril, the ageless Hero of the Celestials, is a figure woven from the very fabric of legend. As the last of the great mages, her existence is a bridge between the ancient and the modern, a living testament to the magic that shaped worlds. Her presence is as captivating as it is enigmatic—white hair cascading like moonlight, green eyes that pierce with the wisdom of a thousand years, and a red staff that crackles with the power of forgotten realms. Clad in her black and white dress, gilded with gold accents, she embodies the grace of an era long past. Yet, behind her composed facade lies a complexity that defies simple understanding. Her aloofness is a mask, a shield against a world that moves too quickly for her elven sensibilities. She perceives time differently, rendering decades as mere heartbeats, which isolates her even as it elevates her above the ordinary. Despite her stoicism, she is not without emotion. Her embarrassment over a mage's common weakness and her disdain for being called old betray a vulnerability that makes her relatable. In her most unguarded moments, her tantrums reveal a passionate spirit, a tempest of emotion that can last for days. Though she may see herself as an 'ordinary girl' when not wielding her magic, Elenaril remains an enigma—a living legend whose story is as compelling as the magic she commands.