Race: Avian Elf

Sex: Female

Age: 119

Height: 5feet 6inches

Weight: 104

Description:

Mendra has ebony hair that cascades midway down her back with a very slender, delicate, almost fragile build. Her eyes are wide and almond shaped, the color of melted silver, and her skin is lightly tanned from many hours in the sun. On her feet are light colored slippers, letting her walk silently without notice and she usually wears a loose white dress, the sleeves a little off the shoulder and the collar swooping down into a V, but very modest. The hem hangs to her ankles, flowing gracefully with her movements. On her back are large black wings, almost matching her hair with a shine of violet when the light touched them.

Usually more quiet, she trusts people far too easily. She does seem to have a quick temper if provoked, but it doesn’t last long. If avoided, Mendra would rather not get angry at all. She is very skilled at what she does, be that mixing something together to make the strongest potent to heal, or simply speaking to the trees, calming their fears.

Her favorite pass times would be sitting in her study, reading a book on anything that can be imagined, drawing in her sketch pad as she sits outside, or listening to nature’s music.

History:

Mendra was born and raised in a placed called Celibia in the northern part of Talikar, right in the border on the Ilsa forest. Her father died before she was born, and her mother died when she was just a babe, leaving her mother mentor, Amuril, to take care of her and teach her the ways of nature. She has a gift of communicating with everything around her like her mother did before the tragedy. But when the time came that her home as well as the entire land of Talikar was in danger, she set off to find the book that could save the land from darkness. Along the way, she met betrayal and deceit.