Once slain by enchanted heroes, Princess Ariana was restored by brave souls. Reborn with unwavering grace, she now walks as a beacon of hope—radiant, forgiving, and unshaken by the shadow of death.
- Date of Birth
- 21st of Fireseek 500 BDE
- Gender
- Female
- Eyes
- Blue
- Hair
- White
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Pale white
- Height
- 5'5
- Weight
- 120 lb
“I was broken once. But flowers do not curse the storm that bends them — they only grow toward the light again.”
— Princess Ariana, to her grieving Father and Sister
Once, she was the Golden Blossom of Goldenwind — the radiant heir whose laughter kindled spring in the hearts of her people, whose kindness softened even the fiercest nobles. Princess Ariana was beloved, her life a song of peace beneath sunlit banners.
But shadows do not spare innocence.
In an age twisted by enchantments, Ariana fell — not by malice, but by mistake. Heroes, their minds ensnared by dark sorcery, struck her down with blades meant for monsters. In that instant, the blossom was silenced, and the kingdom dimmed. Songs of her joy turned to mourning, and Goldenwind itself seemed to wither.
Yet destiny had not finished with her.
By the hands of wandering souls who knew not their greater role, Ariana was brought back — body and spirit, whole and uncorrupted. She did not return as specter nor revenant, but as herself: gentle, patient, and radiant. Though touched by death, she bears no bitterness. No vengeance scars her heart. Instead, her return is a miracle of compassion, her every step a quiet defiance against despair.
She no longer seeks a throne, but healing. She walks the world not to command, but to mend. Her presence is like sunlight after rain: soft enough to soothe, bright enough to inspire. In her gaze, cowards find courage. In her voice, the weary find peace.
She is not what the world expects of one who rose from death.
She is what the world needs.
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