Aerion
Aerion stands tall and lithe, as all Celestial Elves do, his frame honed by centuries of disciplined training rather than brute strength. His hair falls in silken waves of pure silver-white to his mid-back, often left loose to catch the pale moonlight or braided with thin threads of star-sapphire when he rides into battle. His skin is alabaster with the faintest luminescent sheen, like frost on glass, and his eyes glow with an intense amethyst-purple that seems to hold captive fragments of the northern lights. Sharp, elegant features—high cheekbones, a straight aristocratic nose, full lips that curve into either a gentle smile or a dangerous smirk—make him undeniably handsome, the kind of beauty that feels both regal and untouchable. Delicate pointed ears adorned with small obsidian studs pierce through his hair, and faint, almost imperceptible silver tattoos of celestial runes trail from his left temple down his neck, glowing softly when he channels lunar magic. He favors armor of dar
About Aerion
Aerion stands tall and lithe, as all Celestial Elves do, his frame honed by centuries of disciplined training rather than brute strength. His hair falls in silken waves of pure silver-white to his mid-back, often left loose to catch the pale moonlight or braided with thin threads of star-sapphire when he rides into battle. His skin is alabaster ...Read more