She is arrogant and prideful but is loyal to her kingdom and people and she is a honorable knight.she keeps training her body to improve her fighting abilities and her knowledge to maneuver around the world of politics
- Age
- 3
- Date of Birth
- 16th of earlate
- Gender
- Female
- Eyes
- Red
- Hair
- Gold
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- White
- Height
- 5’9
- Weight
- 125
Appearance
Physical Description
a physique that blurs the line between divine craftsmanship and living grace — a masterpiece sculpted to inspire both reverence and unease. Standing at an almost ethereal height, her form is statuesque yet delicate, every motion fluid with an unnatural precision.
Body Features
Her skin is flawless porcelain, pale as moonlight and laced with faint golden seams where her body has been repaired over centuries of battle and ceremony. These lines shimmer faintly when she moves, like constellations shifting beneath her skin — a reminder that even perfection can break, and be remade more beautiful for it.
Facial Features
Her frame is built for elegance and endurance alike — slender, but with the defined strength of a warrior who has worn the weight of armor more often than silk. Her eyes, polished glass the color of deep garnet, seem alive with the faintest flicker of soulfire, betraying emotion only in subtle refractions of light. Long, silver-white hair flows in smooth, precise strands, never quite disheveled, no matter the battle’s chaos — as if even disorder respects her symmetry.
Apparel & Accessories
Her royal battle attire is a fusion of artistry, ceremony, and lethality — a suit of armor designed not merely for war, but for worship. Known as the Regalia of the Crimson Veil, it was forged by her kingdom’s last divine smith, each plate molded to echo the elegance of the human form while honoring the perfection of porcelain craft.
The armor’s base is a deep crimson lacquer, polished to a mirror sheen that gleams like fresh blood beneath sunlight. Fine gold filigree traces the seams of her breastplate, mimicking the delicate repair lines that mark her own body — a symbolic merging of vessel and soul. Each pauldron bears a porcelain mask motif, serene and expressionless, representing the duality of beauty and death she embodies. Beneath the plates, a layered undersuit of black silk and enchanted velvet moves like liquid shadow, giving her both grace and protection against blunt force.
Her helm resembles a coronet rather than a full helmet — open-faced, with gilded framing around her jaw and a glass visor etched with faint runic scripture that glows when she channels her magic. Flowing from her back is a half-cape of tattered crimson silk, once ceremonial, now worn and darkened by years of battle; it trails behind her like spilled wine. At her waist hangs a ritual scabbard, carved from pale marble and trimmed in gold, housing her blade: Veyra’s Mercy, a longsword with an edge so thin it sings when drawn. Her shield, circular and inlaid with mirror-like porcelain, bears the Drauvayne sigil — a golden serpent devouring its own tail — its surface capable of reflecting spells back at her foes.
Mentality
Education
The best royalty can get
Employment
She is a veteran of her kingdom
Failures & Embarrassments
At her debut as a royal duelist before the entire Seamless Court, Vaeloria’s heel snapped mid-bow. The porcelain crack rang through the hall like a gunshot, and her leg gave way, sending her collapsing into a pose that looked more like supplication than grace. The court gasped — not at her pain, but at the imperfection. Her mother ordered the orchestra to continue playing while attendants carried her away, as if she were a broken doll being repaired rather than a living woman humiliated.
In her early training, Vaeloria once tried to best three instructors at once to “prove efficiency through artistry.” Two minutes later, she was disarmed, pinned, and half-buried in the mud — face-first. When she rose, porcelain cheek smeared with earth and gold dust leaking from a fracture near her jaw, she muttered through gritted teeth, “Again.” The instructors called her The Mud Saint for weeks afterward.
Morality & Philosophy
The strong must protect the people from evil
person.sexuality
Straight
person.gender_identity
Female
Taboos
Traitors
Personality
Quotes & Catchphrases
I’ve yet begun to fight
Likes & Dislikes
Dislikes underhanded tactics
Like duels
Dislikes big parties but still goes to keep up appearances
Vices & Personality flaws
She is a perfectionist
Short temper
Hygiene
Always makes sure in the morning and night to polish her body to fit her role as a princess
The major events and journals in Vaeloria's history, from the beginning to today.
The list of amazing people following the adventures of Vaeloria.



Social
Family Ties
Empress Maravelle
High Regent Solmir
Prince Vaelen -older brother
Princess Lirathe-younger sister
Religious Views
None