Valkryie Nightshade

Keeping active while living abroad kept her mostly physically well off, but not too muscular. Yoga is a gift from the gods.

As a changeling, her features come and go as easily as the moon changes it cycles.

There is a birthmark on the back of her foot, the only feature she still has as a reminder of her childhood.

Luna loves new clothes just as much as a new face.

In the heart of the Deadleaf Woodlands, where the moonlight weaves its silver threads through the ancient trees, there lived a changeling named Luna. Born amidst the whispers of the forest and blessed by the moon's ethereal glow, she possessed a rare gift bestowed upon her by the celestial bodies above. From her earliest memories, Luna had mastered the art of shape-shifting, effortlessly assuming the guise of a graceful elven maiden. With every step, she danced between the shadows, her features ever-changing yet always captivating. But it was not just her appearance that enchanted those who crossed her path; it was the magic that pulsed within her, a magic drawn directly from the moon itself.   For years, Luna lived in harmony with the creatures of the forest, her bond with the natural world growing stronger with each passing season. Yet, despite her connection to the moon and the tranquil surroundings of the Deadleaf Woodlands, there lingered a shadow within her soul—a shadow born of guilt and sorrow.   It was on a night like any other that fate delivered a fateful twist to Luna's tranquil existence. A mysterious envelope, its paper worn and weathered, arrived at her doorstep, bearing the mark of an ancient sigil. Curiosity piqued, Luna dared to open the envelope, unaware of the dark forces it would unleash. Within the confines of that simple letter lay a card, its surface etched with cryptic runes and symbols of power. Drawn by an inexplicable impulse, Luna reached out, her fingers trembling as they made contact with the arcane markings. In that moment, she unwittingly unleashed a torrent of dark magic, summoning forth an undead creature from the depths of the netherworld.   The creature's arrival was swift and merciless, its hunger for flesh driving it to multiply and spread its vile influence throughout the inn where Luna had sought shelter. Panic and chaos ensued as the undead horde laid waste to everything in its path, leaving death and destruction in its wake.   Amidst the carnage, Luna found herself standing amidst the ruins, the sole survivor of the tragedy she had unwittingly unleashed. Guilt weighed heavy upon her heart as she gazed upon the devastation wrought by her actions. In the aftermath of the massacre, Luna vowed to atone for her sins, to harness her powers for the greater good and to protect the forest and its inhabitants from the darkness that threatened to consume them.   Haunted by the memory of that fateful night, Luna roamed the Deadleaf Woodlands, her heart heavy with remorse yet fueled by a newfound determination to right the wrongs of her past. With each passing day, she sought redemption in the moon's gentle embrace, drawing strength from its luminous glow as she embarked on her quest to vanquish the shadows that threatened to engulf her world. Seeking company after many years isolated, she made another trip towards a port town, seeking both adventure and a way to be useful further, the hatred for both this evil deck, and undead in general pushing her forward. Luna ... Nightshade she will call herself while in the town of Felence, yes that name will suit her well. Elves are common and it shouldn't attract too much attention

Luna has always identified as a Gal, and has only taken on a more atypical masc form for hiding herself from trouble.

Luna can find beauty in both masc, fem and andro type people and their presentations, nowever she is demisexual and needs to be a relationship before developing sexual attractions.

The death of people she called friends, neighbours and companions, left her worrying for the loss of anyone else she got close to, alas she is hesitant to become too friendly again, let loss take them from her.

Personality Traits I quote (or misquote) sacred texts and proverbs in almost every situation. Ideals Change. We must help bring about the changes the gods are constantly working in the world. (Chaotic) Bonds Everything I do is for the common people. Flaws I judge others harshly, and myself even more severely.

Loves fruit, vegies and meat.   Hates bread, and other baked goods.

A devout follower of: Llior. The deity of change and the air brings the storms and winds that blast across Shaietu and bring new things to old places. Elemental in appearance, they are often worshipped amongst Changelings and Genasi. Divine Domains Change Divine Symbols & Sigils The Blasting Wind