In another life, Velyre was known as a witch. When a blight descended upon the shepherds' flocks, the only one brave—or foolish—enough to venture to the witch's hut in the woods was Velyre. At first, she was surprised but grateful that the witch agreed to help. In return, she only asked that Velyre assist her with crafting a cure. She spent a few weeks gathering herbs and fetching water for her. After she returned, the others looked at her differently. She didn't understand why, at first. She tried not to rouse suspicion, but strangeness followed her like a cloud.

Eventually, she resorted to the power she was reviled for. In a moment of desperation, she made a terrible bargain with a darkness in the woods. A loved one's life was saved, but in return, she could never see them again. And so when Velyre awoke, it was in a strange new body. She was trapped in a lonesome world, stripped of what little power she thought she might have. All that remains to her are her memories.

• pale, warm gray with faint brown accents
  
• dainty and elegant
  
• fluff makes her look larger than she actually is
  
• her eyes look nearly black in low lighting (it's a bit creepy)
  

Alignment: True Neutral
MBTI: INTJ (Architect)
Tarot: Death
Zodiac: Scorpio
Flower: Asphodel
Theme: Last Words

Smells of incense, herbs, and bones.