Age: Twenties, by appearance
Bio: Aera is quiet and contemplative. She listens and observes before she acts or speaks. ...Most of the time. She is cautious around other elves and cold toward humans, not because of disinterest but because of a lack of trust. She favors the bow for a weapon.
She wears bland dresses and hoods, seeking to hide her identity, although she's traveled so far that no one would possibly recognize her. She is always wearing long gloves that go up her arms and tie by string behind her neck.
Aera was once the heir to a court of nocturnal elves in a land far away. She was taken from her home and thrown into the world of the humans, whom she was raised to fear. Living among them taught her different. She had once fallen in love with a human prince and married him. His cities people rebelled against their union, unwilling to have an elf on the throne or to follow the half-blood heir that would follow. During a feast celebrating the announcement of her pregnancy, the palace was attacked and Aera poisoned. She lost her child and later learned her beloved had been slain. She left the city, once again having lost faith in humanity, and wanders the earth with an empty heart.