Jezerey

Jezerey
Status
Race	Kaldar
Gender	Female
Guild	Empath
Instance	Prime
Relatives	Ethun

Appearance

You see Healer Jezerey, a Kaldaran.
She has dazzling, gold-flecked, gold-limned hyacinthine eyes, their deep violet hues shifting like twilight skies kissed by the last rays of the sun. They hold an otherworldly depth, as if touched by secrets older than time itself.
Her golden-streaked black hair cascades in long, luxurious waves, catching the light like threads of midnight woven with strands of dawn. Though it seems effortlessly styled, it is carefully arranged in a deceptively careless-looking sweep of upswept locks, secured by a dainty basswood comb carved with delicate liana blossoms, their curling vines a whisper of elegance and grace.
Her fair skin gleams with an ethereal radiance, made all the more enchanting by the presence of glittery platinum stars dusted across her cheeks and brow—like celestial echoes woven into her very being.

Facts:

Born on the 21st day of the 2nd month of Ka'len the Sea Drake, in the year of the Bronze Wyvern, 344 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer, their arrival was marked by the rhythmic crash of waves against the cliffs and the salt-laden winds that swept through the land. Ka'len, a month known for its deep ties to the restless tides and unseen depths, lent an air of quiet mystery to their birth, while the Bronze Wyvern, a symbol of resilience and guarded wisdom, foretold a life of strength and purpose. Born beneath such omens, their path was never destined to be ordinary. Jezerey travels with her kitten, Jadice, a soft bundle of lilac fur with curious eyes that shimmer like moonlight. Jadice is never far from her side, whether curled up in the folds of her cloak or playfully batting at stray threads on her pack. The tiny companion provides warmth on cold nights and a sense of comfort in the ever-changing landscapes of their journey. Though small, Jadice has a bold spirit, often exploring ahead with fearless curiosity before darting back to Jezerey's side, a constant reminder that even in the vast unknown, she is never truly alone.

Relatives

Bonded to Ethun in the 7th month of Moliko the Balance, in the year of the Amber Phoenix, 423, during the season of shifting tides, when the air hung heavy with the scent of rain-soaked earth. The ceremony unfolded in serene reverence, witnessed by those who cherished the depth of such a sacred bond.