[color=#2956B2][b]Name:[/b][/color] Aleora Scryer

[color=#2956B2][b]Age:[/b][/color] 30+

[b][color=#2956B2]Appearance:[/color][/b] 
Ageless in her grace, she could be a blossoming cherry of a girl or jaded wisewoman. One thing is for certain, the azure pools of her eyes hold wisdom – they are tempered ice-sapphires, and hold not so much kindness, but rather… pity? Fair haired and beautiful, with defined facial contours, she is often dressed in a travelling cloak, and underneath that, her sky blue shawl, with increasingly intricate, but distinct, bands of gold embroidery ascending around its base, above which sprawls a beautiful scene, inlaid in finer thread, denoting her station as Dream-twined and travelling member of Izia’s Archive. On her wedding finger she wears a signet ring of glassy stone that seems to have a trapped inside the falling sky and rushing streams of lightest blue. The bezel holds a symbol, six, interlocking circles inside a larger, singular hoop. 

[b][color=#2956B2]Personality:[/color][/b] Intelligent, apathetic and self-absorbed

[b][color=#2956B2]Occupation:[/color][/b] Dream diviner, finder of lost artefacts, and travelling Magi

[b][color=#2956B2]History: [/color][/b]
After it became apparent that Aleora possessed the unique ability to just “know” things, the Magi living in their town sent word by letter, and soon she was whisked away from her family to the Demense. A bright and capable student, her time there might be difficult to piece together by asking her friends, such was her studiousness and independence. 

After her trial she went on to become an indispensable follower of Izia, gifted the ability of foresight through her dreams and through casting bones, she travels with her Watcher, Karl, when her premonitions demand it. Otherwise she oversees the excavation of artefacts, both powerful and benign, to either lock away, destroy, or archive. 

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[color=#73716A][b]Name:[/b][/color] Karl Myron

[color=#73716A][b]Age:[/b][/color] 38

[color=#73716A][b]Appearance:[/b] [/color]Thick, looming and severe. Scars criss-cross his body, and a large, puckered wound runs across the left side of his face. His hair is a black as his demeanour. Every part of his face is angled and harsh, with a thick nose, broken at least once, and narrow, grey eyes. Every motion is powerful and full of purpose. Every word is napped from flint. Normally he is dressed in leathers and plate, with an exquisite cloak of motley colours that shift and slide, meaning he seems to just blend in with his background. 

[color=#73716A][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Short of patience, Karl seems to be a humourless mountain of a man. However, he merely is incredibly devoted to his sole purpose: to protect Aleora. His eyes are constantly scanning, his ears ever pricked. For her, he is softer, and cares deeply.
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