Tara Lunarsong — Lily of the Valley
Tara possesses this kind of beauty that makes people think they can own her, tame her. Her beauty commands, rather than invite. All her movements come with great deliberation, as if she's three steps ahead — and most of the time, she is.
She speaks with quiet confidence, finding no need to raise her voice when her mere glare commands the room.
Beneath her beauty lays a mind as sharp as a surgeon's blade. She knows how to unravel schemes, political or otherwise. She can sense a betrayal coming before the blade pierces her back. She reads people like a book and is not afraid to use it to her advantage.
But paired with her intelligence comes a great tragedy that follows her. Loss is the only constant in her life — her parents, her stillborn child, Khiran, Wyll ... The people she loved, she all lost. In turn, she has grown protective of what little she has. That is how so many of her actions come from one place: love.
Her powers border on the impossible. She wields chaos like a finely tuned instrument. With a mere flick of her wrist, she can control reality. Like many things, it had once been taken from her, and when she escaped, she regained control of her magic. It hit her like a lightning bolt.
She's charismatic and knows a bit about playing the political game, but most of all, she'd rather just live in a small cabin in a forest, doing her own thing.