Xhoya Maeri'dwyn

Small, thin and with little curvature. There is no remarkable muscle definition on her; untrained, not gaunt. It is very easy to draw the conclusion that she is still, physically, not of adulthood.

Long white hair, pulled back into a ponytail - 'tidiness' is not always a priority, with her bangs and surrounding framing hair pieces usually a bit more frazzled than the rest if it.

Her eyes seem slightly larger than what may be normal, and even more so by the intriguing blend of flecked gold and dusty azure that pigments them.

Slate colored skin with pointed ears implies an origin that prefers to live a bit further from Kaida's light, though the smallest spattering of pale white 'freckles' are found across her person. For the vast majority of Beau's, there is no reason to think that Xhoya is anything more than a drow.

Soft, round features. Very thin and delicate tattooing decorate her upper face along her cheekbones

Thin facial tattoos and the occasional white freckles. Her back is also intricately tattooed with arcane sigils that seem to be formed out of constellations.

The freckles on her body seem more visible, and at times, almost luminous depending on the phase of the moon.

Shoes are worn in cities or on unfamiliar soil. Aside from that, Xhoya is almost always barefooted.

Multiple layers of robes and underclothing keep most of the youths flesh covered. Muted purples woven with silver accent threads seem to be the colors of choice. Clasps and buckles are crafted from an oily black chitin with one on her waist embedded with a moonstone.

A short hooded cloak helps protect from the elements, and a mask can be pulled up to cover the lower part of her face to prevent unwanted attention.

Xhoya's upbringing and birth are nothing obscure. She had a healthy birth to a loving family, with a sister forty years her senior.

Her mother Lyxi was a chronic sufferer of Mana Blight, frequently putting the care of others over her own well being. After an unprecedented squabble in Haynór left many innocents injured, Lyxi's devotion caused her to succumb to her illness before Xhoya had reached her second summer. She has no real memory of her mother, just the knowledge of who she was and a photo her father has on their wall.

With a fiery passion for reading and studying any material she could get her hands on, her father enrolled her in the Caste of Hands when she neared 13. Her brain was like a sponge, eager to absorb the magical formulas displayed to her on the parchment and putting them into eager practice. Even more so, knowing why it functioned the way it did.

The profound way of thinking lead the student to a specialized Queen: Highness Krekka Dol'lorikk. While they studied the arcane like the other Hands, Highness Krekka detailed what made an arcane sigil, arcane. How it worked, why it worked, what it worked with. With the expertise of a refined chef, the students to Krekka learned how to manipulate one 'flavor' of magic into something else completely, with only a few simple 'ingredients.'

Two years of schooling is all that was required to earn her Wings.

Two years that, we come to find, was not to pass.

Female

Not of concern or interest at this time

Caste of Hands

While she's too young to be employed, she has offered her service as a tutor on more than one occasion

On her 12th birthday, Xhoya and her family passed through the Fae state of Wachoo-Wanu, and found themselves detained for fourteen days to ensure that they 'were not carrying toads.'

She prefers to not run errands in Solusi Simoli any longer, if it can be avoided.

Severe social anxiety, usually displayed in her avoidance of very large crowds, cowardice, and in extreme situations, panic attacks. Occasionally suffers night terrors.

Such a studious and inquisitive mind has made the youth highly intelligent, though Xhoya's true age starts to crack through in other interactions. Missing social cues and/or the implications behind slang will leave the girl staring, unblinking, trying to make -any- sense out of what was just said to her.

While she lives and grew up in a city that borderlines the modern-day Amish society, Xhoya is very aware of the technology that the rest of the Confederacy holds, and even knows how to use it. It is simply a choice not to, feeling that the dependency on it has created lazy minds and detachment from the world the Aspects have given them.

Curious and excitable are a dangerous combination with naivete, leading the youth to be more susceptible to gossip, rumors, or urban legends. Blind devotion to her Brother makes this especially easy for any tall-tale The Tricksters decided to weave that morning. In turn, there are times where the youth is far more clever than she should be.

The emotional walls she's built around herself are difficult to bypass, but weak points are easier to find when one can find interests to share, as long as that interest is not in Xhoya herself. Behind the barriers and books is a gentle soul brimming with empathy and the unabashed kindness that innocence provides.

To become better, we must grow. To grow, we must feed ourselves knowledge, and exhale kindness to our fellow sprouts.

Essentially, Magra sculpted these lands for us to walk on together. It does not matter who knows what, or how much someone owns - no one is above showing compassion

Blatant disregard for life and/or the environment is an immediate loss of respect from Xhoya. Treatment of animals and nature shows her how one would treat other people, and destruction of the land Magra made for them speaks of selfishness that can not be excused.

Indifference and/or unwillingness to create change is something else the youth simply can not stand. If someone is presented with the opportunity to learn or grow and it is refused simply because they "don't want to" or it's "too hard," they are better off not in her company.

(This doesn't apply to things that have a valid reason or are outside of an individuals control, such as funding/transportation, or if they genuinely don't have an interest in a topic. Her gripe is 'mental laziness.')

More than anything, Xhoya is motivated by discovery. Learning something new or finding an answer to a long-asked question only feeds the need to look deeper.

With a memory like a beartrap, Xhoya had the potential to be a brilliant strategist in her adult life. Instead, she's used the talent to become a skilled Dragonchess player

Regrettably this left her lacking in the physical department, and the youth struggles a bit with anything demanding of her small body outside of the occasional tree climb.

Likes

• Reading
• Journaling
• Dragon Chess
• Puzzles
• Stargazing and astrology
• Collecting figurines
• Honeyed pastries
• Homecoming

Dislikes

• Hot days
• Being away from home
• Wearing shoes
• Large social events
• Talking about herself
• Grapefruit
• Red meat
• Sentry

Determination. If it was made, it can be unmade. If it's broken, it can be fixed. If it was created, it can be changed. The love of puzzles and problem solving allows Xhoya to stick with something until she deems it complete, even if she may, sometimes, have problems pushing herself to do it.

Self Doubt. While she has confidence in her brain power and ability to problem solve, Xhoya often struggles to convince herself of her capabilities in other areas, frequently concluding that someone else could have done the task better, or that the situation would have been better if she'd never gotten involved. The 'worst case scenario' is usually the first thing to invade her thoughts.

• Xhoya is mostly a vegetarian, but will consume fish or what others may think is a 'gross' protein (insects).
• Capsaicin has little to no effect on her
• Like most children, she has an enormous sweet-tooth

Standard. She bathes regularly, but also has no qualms with grime, or even keeping it on herself for an extended period of time.

• Xenia Maeri'dwyn (Elder Sister)
• Tokkax Maeri'dwyn (Father)
• Lyxi Maeri'dwyn (Mother - deceased)

The bond the Ip'Lythi share with their God rival even the most dedicated paladins, and Xhoya is no different. Every star is a secret, and each constellation on Epiphany's wings tells stories that the Tricksters are eager to tell.

The topic of the Aspects is not a matter of spiritualism to the young Ip’Lythi. They exist, they are present, and their time is valuable. Those that disrespect or disregard them are met with the same reaction if they were to say they didn’t believe in trees.

Celebrations are held every new moon to welcome Ip’s Homecoming - a day where he leaves his place under Epiphany’s wing to walk the surface for the night. During this time, the usually reclusive teenager gains an energetic spark, filling her day with dance and joy.

Though capable of holding a regular and respectful conversation, Xhoya prefers to not be the center of attention. On more than one occasion, she has used the excuse that she doesn't speak common.

Subconsciously finds herself 'fading out' of situations, whether this means shrinking or cowering in posture, physically stepping away or trying to stand out of line of sight of whomever the subject may be at the time.

Her non-human companion is Payatier; a blackback that was given to her as a 'going-away' present when her journey began.

Hobbies include reading, studying, and writing. She is also an avid collector of a popular comic series, including both the printed releases and merchandise.

Common is not her native tongue. As such, Xhoya's accent is almost always present, and may use unusual 'slang' if the word needed doesn't come to mind. (Ex. a 'shoe' may be a 'half-boot')

Her way of speaking is almost poetic, and feels far more wizened than the youthful features may imply

Modest. With a roof over her families head and always food on the table, Xhoya has never wanted for more and feels blessed that her Brother offers such stability.