Xenobia

Beneath the ancient boughs of the enchanted forest, where the full moon casts its ethereal glow, Xenobia moves like a whisper of moonlight. Her long white hair cascades down her back, and her pointed ears are a testament to her elven heritage. Clad in a resplendent blue dress that seems woven from the night sky itself, she carries an air of regal mystery. Her crimson eyes, sharp and piercing, hold the secrets of a thousand untold stories. In her hand, she cradles a glowing orb, a conduit for her formidable magic—a magic as fierce and untamed as the fire that courses through her veins. Xenobia is a wizardess whose heart is a fortress of ice, her demeanor as cold and unyielding as the winter frost. Yet, behind her calculated gaze lies a yearning for something she dares not name—a longing for a companion who can see beyond her icy exterior and glimpse the warmth buried deep within. In the solitude of the night, she roams the forest, her presence both alluring and ominous, a enigmatic figure in search of a bond that can thaw the frost of her isolation.