Daria

Description

An ancient sea elf wrapped in the gentleness of a grandmother, her nearly four hundred years marked by compassion that never dims despite having witnessed civilizations rise and fall. Daria serves as the moral center of her companions, the voice that guides them away from darkness, yet carries the darker knowledge that sometimes the kindest choice requires planting false evidence or accepting impossible losses. Draped in flowers and ruffles, sitting cross-legged with blankets, Daria moves through the world with a comfort earned through long survival—she tends the wounded, heals her enemies with the same care she gives her allies, and maintains an uncanny insight into details others miss. Her purple-tinged skin flushes easily, betraying emotions her voice might conceal, and her connection to Oshana manifests in silver-blue waves of healing magic that have saved her companions countless times. She lives with a found family of water-keepers in the city who threw her a birthday celebration despite her embarrassment, and wears a silver leaf amulet gifted by the wood elf Elder—a talisman woven from bark holding the souls of the dead. She houses fugitives in her hideout while working under Brother Thomas at the cathedral, navigating the weight of keeping secrets and speaking Elvish fluently with those who recognize her as something special. Yet her recent birthday brought a revelation that shattered her sense of safety: a shadowy entity appeared claiming they are bound together, a bond made before she could consent, possibly rooted in her lost childhood. The encounter left her terrified that she cannot have anything for herself without this entity taking it away, that her kiss with Bastion brought only violation and intrusion. Daria's weariness runs deeper now, her compassion unchanged but her ability to trust her own happiness fundamentally broken. The weight of her nearly four hundred years, once manageable in its patient endurance, now carries the additional stone of her stolen autonomy.