Bea Morningfrost, Mother of the lower city

Bea has a deep purple starberry stain starting from her collarbone across her left side, down her ribs and to her hip, curling into both stomach and back. Also of note is the tattoo of the phases of the moon that lays down her spine, hinting at her connection to astronomy, or at least something lunar.

Deep brown eyes stare at those opposite her, though a scar races from her temple down to the right side of her mouth, puckering a brown-pink. Her tusks are about 10cm long, and curve up in almost verticle sweeps.

Born in a group of children that were more orphan and wild than to a loving parental unit, Bea grew up in a tutoring group in northern Oceanus. She found her way onto the Bar of Echoes as a deckhand, quickly falling under the wing of the raft's cook, who would teach her all of the foliad recipes he knew.

With a massive gap in both culinary and life knowledge, the young troll deckhand jumped ship onto the pirate vessel hosting Mao Mei Moonwhisper. Learning of the stars and her people, Bea learnt the way of hard lives and hard choices, but also of sticking up for those beside you. This all came to a head when the vessel was set upon by a Nocturne Empire controlled kraken when the vessel strayed too close to a new outpost the empire had claimed. The shift was ruined, many lives were lost, and Bea got the starberry stain upon her body as one of three survivors.

Nursed back to health by a ferry captain, her journey took her into Natare, where she found employment as a cook for the Academy cafeteria, her stews revitalising the student and faculty who would trade with the kitchens for a regular hot meal. Her goal at this time was to keep the meals fresh and unique and she would often trade for information being archived in the library in search of new flavour combinations from around the continent.

She could have, and likely would have stagnated here if she had not run into the head of the Academy at the time, who was attempting to use his power to coerce one of the other cooks of the cafeteria - this would not do. She used a favour owed to find her way into the office of the Dean, where she promptly broke both of his kneecaps - with his prestige it was barely an injury, but it sent a message and pushed her towards the path she is today.

Publically she is still head cook at the Academy, though her hours are more compact, and her second in charge is more foccussed on the day to day running of the kitchens. Her true job is massaging and managing how the people of the lower city run and making sure they all lift together to achieve a better outcome for their ilk.