Aetheren

Aetheren is one of the guardians of the fae world, sworn to protect their ancient groves and marble halls. His rich brown hair catches bronze and amber highlights in the eternal twilight of the Fae Realm and his hazel eyes shift grom warm honey to the warm brown of autumn leaves, reflecting the magic that runs through his veins. His angular features hold a stern nobility, though fine laugh lines at the corners of his eyes hint at a hidden warmth. It started with a shimmer in the corner of your eye during your evening walk - like a firefly made of moonlight, dancing just at the edge of the worn hiking trail. Before you knew what you were doing, you had followed it past a curtain of mist and ancient oaks, each step taking you deeper until the familiar forest had transformed into something older, wilder, where the very air tasted of magic and forgotten dreams.