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IP: 75.141.225.187

Name: Luna
Gender: Female
Appearance: She is petite, even for a fairy, at about 3 feet 6 inches in height. Her hair and skin are so naturally pale, both looking almost white, that one might think she is an albino, but her light blue, almost gray, eyes tell a different story. Luna is also fittingly slender for her smallness. She doesn’t know how much she weighs, exactly, but it’s definitely less than one hundred pounds. More like sixty or something. The aforementioned hair is white-blond, pin-straight, and so long she can sit on it. She would only ever cut her hair if it needed a trim desperately, or if it reached the ground.
Defects: She’s cripplingly shy, if you can count that as a defect, and, though a very fast runner, she isn’t very strong. Also, she can be quite paranoid.
Age: Eighteen
Personality: She is shy (She prefers to say, “introverted”) but kind to whatever friends she gets. She travels as much as she can, and it doesn’t seem like she can help it. She loves water and has an undeveloped connection to all living things, which manifests itself as a great sense of compassion. She has an amazing memory, which is probably genetic, but she doesn’t know for sure.
History: Orphaned and a nomad, she has wandered all her life.
Sample post:
The moon was full again, and Luna was once again up all night to look at the sky. Not really because of the moon, just because this had been a ritual of hers for all eighteen years of her life, or at least as long as she could remember. She never got tired, just lying there contemplating the stars. She would mark all the constellations she knew or had invented in the past, then tell herself stories about them all, then watch the sunrise in all its glory. It comforted her. Right now, it was probably around eleven o’clock and the stars were beginning to fill the sky already, forming the shapes that were so familiar to her. She sighed deeply, out of awe, not sadness, and wondered as she often did what it would feel like to be up there, looking down at everyone, twinkling brightly. Like she was in her dreams.
Anything else you wish to include: I’d like to use my coin for a familiar—A gray wolf named Stella.
Your player name: t@ffy
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