Before you stands an elegant creature of legend. Whose horn and wings seems to shimmer, like that of the faerie tail, in the cheerful light of dawn. She does not speak, not even a move. She just studies you with her endless purple eyes. A beat. You're surrounded, suddenly, by your biggest dream. It excites you and confuses you at the same time. However, it ended in a moment. When you look around, you find that the faerie kokoro was no longer there.
username;; ymir
name;; annwyl morae
honorific;; queen, your highness, her highness, ms, great, etc.
age;; age unknown, looks to be between adolescent and adult stages.
gender;; female
pronouns;; she, her, herself
At first glance, Annwyl seems to be that of a faerie tale, a horn of a unicorn, thin delicate wings that give her flight when the laws of physics scream 'impossible.' She exactly as she appears. A faerie. However, this is not all she is.
This beautiful woman is a faerie QUEEN. She possesses powers above most, including illusions, naturistic elements, and a few other things. Using these powers a lot, DOES tire her, and depending on the power, they can have side effects to herself. No one is perfect, after all, and with great power comes a great responsibility. Her whole existence depends on the standings of an ancient rain forest called Arcadia, one hidden from the eyes of humans and found by creatures (who are not natives) by accident. It is a forest where all species dwell when they normally would not. Creatures of faerie, of myth, of story, and from everyday life- they all live within the seemingly endless forest. It is Queen Morae's to protect.
The soft spoken, but not soft hearted, queen is a wonderful ruler.
wip
