nickname: zira
race: maraloi
class: wu jen
alignment: true neutral
birthday: 8 hammer 1335, year of the snow winds
deity: ye'cind
mbti: intp, the thinker
enneagram: type 5, the investigator
major arcana: the moon
minor arcana: two of coins
setting: forgotten realms
height: 174 cm
complexion: pale ivory
hair: platinum blonde
eyes: light gold
tattoos: a daisy on the inside of her wrist and a lily behind her ear
exceptional features: markings on her neck
personality: proud, detached, careless, aloof, clever
likes: nature, mountains, snow, magic, warm sunshine, cats
dislikes: iron
strength: 5/10, not strong but lithe
perception: 8/10, very perceptive
endurance: 3/10, quite weak in stamina
charisma: 9/10, gorgeous and intimidating
intelligence: 6/10, smart but sheltered
agility: 7.5/10, fairly dextrous
luck: 4/10, about average
magic: 10/10, very strong, she has innate talent and extra help
colors: light blue, turquoise
smells: cedar, pine
flowers: daisies, lilies, magnolias
jewels: aquamarine, emeralds
food: fish
fruit: oranges, pears
drinks: herbal tea
alcoholic drinks: wine
born under the sign of the raven and with third quarter selûne under the sign of the swan
those born under the sign of the raven are self sufficient, lively, impetuous and outspoken. they dislike routine and refuse to be pressured by others. restless and highly energetic, they thrive on change and need constant mental and physical challenge.
those born with selûne under the sign of the swan are discriminating, authoritative and set high personal standards. they appear cool and detached but are secret romantics and can be sensitive, vulnerable and self critical. keenly perceptive, they have an eye for detail and refined aesthetic taste.
the sun in the first decan of the raven: people born with the sun in this decan have extremely versatile skills, and it indicates a highly independent individual who will plot his own course through life from day one.
third quarter selûne in the first decan of the swan: selûne in these degrees provides an affectionate, but discreet, display of emotions.
consumed by wanderlust with a talent for looking after herself || always on the move
birthstone: jet, stone of protection, luck, divination
living in the far north of kara-tur, zira led a sheltered and idyllic life, never wanting for anything. and for her, it was fine. she never craved adventure, or love, or anything really. she spent her days training with her beloved magic and little else. her life was wonderful and full, and she never wanted more, so she thought that things would be this way forever.
zira had a secret, though: she belonged to a line that had once been royalty in her clan, long ago, and she was still hunted by her family's ancient enemies over a feud both had long forgotten the reason for. but, sequestered in her little village, she never had to bother to care, because they would never find her here.
and then came the day when she woke to find herself millions of miles from home and no idea how she had gotten there. her perfect life, fallen apart in an instant…or was it an instant? just because she couldn't remember how she had gotten here, didn't mean that she hadn't gotten here herself. or did it? without any way of knowing where she was or how to return home, she decided that she had to make the best of a life she had never wanted.
zira found it difficult, though, to live in a world where she was suddenly expected to take care of herself, to keep herself alive. and for the first time, she realized that she did care about something: living.
