A noble trickster born of starlight and sorrow, Princess Azurath walks beside heroes with laughter and loyalty. Her jests mask fierce devotion, and her joy defies the darkness that once nearly claimed her sister.

"If grief insists on sitting at the table, then I’ll pour it tea and teach it to dance.”
— Princess Azurath, to a weary soldier

In a kingdom shadowed by ash and sorrow, Princess Azurath is the flame that flickers defiantly against the dark. Youngest of the Goldenwind bloodline, she was born beneath the streak of a comet — a sign of brilliance, wildness, and the refusal to be caught.
Where courtiers weep and generals brood, Azurath laughs. Where grief threatens to choke, she twirls, weaving despair into theater and sorrow into song. She speaks in riddles, plays in mischief, and carries her crown not with solemn weight, but with radiant irreverence. To some, she is foolish. To others, untouchable.
 
But beneath her jests lies a scar carved deep: the memory of her sister’s death — a hero’s grave mistake, only undone by miracle and mercy. Though her sister lives again, Azurath never forgot the sting of loss brushing so near. It hardened her laughter into resolve.
 
She follows the heroes not by obligation, but by choice — not to repay a debt, but to protect what she nearly lost. Her mirth is no mask; it is her weapon, her shield, and her prayer.
 
And so she walks, a comet given human shape: mischievous, radiant, uncatchable. Wherever she goes, the road is never dull.

Date of Birth

1st of Coldeven 508 BDE

Gender

Female

Eyes

purple

Hair

purple

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale white

Height

4'1

Weight

100 lb