
Name: Kaysimaria, generally called Aria Height: 5’7 Scars: No physical scars thanks to the healers Clothing: Tribal Position: Lordess of the Gliders
Preserver Name: Lostfly highthing
Soul name: Shea
Age: 71
Eyes: Long hazel hued eyes which never are the same shade twice
Hair Color: Blonde streaked with darker bands
Hair Style: Normally left loose and flows to her hips, sometimes tied into a chieftain’s knot, she doesn’t like the traditional Glider’s headpiece.
Complexion: Milky white
Build: Svelte
Other Marks: None
Summer: Traditional navy Glider’s robes, edges in black stitched white with long sweeping sleeves and a high slit up the left side, sandels
Winter: Heavier version of the same lined with rabbit fur, also adds high boots.
Father: Lord Lomion
Mother: Lady Amarilia
Brothers: None
Sisters: None
Soul sibs: None
Cubs: WindSplash
Lifemates: Bluecavern
Lovemates: none
Recognized: Bluecavern
Magics: Levitation, sending, finding.
Weapons: Lance, bolos, and a hunting knife
Skills:
Fears: Trolls, deaths, losing friends, being alone, small spaces, losing her cub.
Dislikes: Being talked about behind her back, deceit, being pressured into things, being treated as a child still, being told what to do too often
Likes: High places and free winds, dreamberries, having fun, sunset, sunrise, rainy days, sunny days: she enjoys everything she can, especially watching her cub grow.
Dreams: Of becoming more then just a shadow of her father
Personality: A strange sort of lady. She sometimes acts like a child, carefree and happy, then she will drift into a strange silence, becoming moody and aloof. She’s timid, and yet bold in her own ways. She wants the best she can for her growing child.
Quirks: Loves to swim through air and sea alike.
Bond Animals Name: Snowgrace
Sex/Species: female giant falcon
Appearance: Awkward – she’s still a yound hatchling, with snowy white feathers edges in tan-like gold and deep blue eyes.
Personality: Young and demands attention from her parents, not very close to Aria.
Character History: As a young child, she’d often escape the Gliders and play with the other children in the forest rather then studying the lores she was expected to learn. She always was being reprimanded, saying that the lord’s daughter shouldn’t be playing with the ruffians in the forest like a savage beast. She would smile and agree, then run off to play again. Her mother died birthing her, so when the trolls killed her father, she was unexpectedly thrust into power. Surprised and in shock, she didn’t resist as her mentor dressed her in the robes and crowned her with a winged headpiece. As she wandered the halls and the woods in a dazed state, she heard whispers. That she was insane and would get them all killed. That she could never replace Lord Lomion. That she was just a child and should be dealt with accordingly – taken out of power and sent to finish her studies. She changed her attitude then, accepted her father’s death and started acting like a Lord should – but no one really accepts her as a leader. They look at her and think ‘child’ to her despair. Therefore she turns to the other tribes when she needs someone to talk to. Her trials makes her seem quiet and withdrawn, but she was still a kid at heart. Her recognition to Bluecavern took her by surprise, and again attempting to avoid anger and hurt, she took her recent crush Darkarrow in to a threesome too. It didn’t last long, they’d rushed into it to quickly. DarkArrow left and then recognized Heartsbane and she bears him no ill will. The troll’s recent attack brought back many memories, and as her first bond bird’s heart shattered, she felt the anger break out once more. Once they won she was left disoriented and alone, once again lapsing into her strange silences. But shortly after she bonded with a hatchling, a snowy hawk named Snowgrace and soon after her son was born and now she strives to rebuild the Aeyrie into what it once was, bringing back some of it’s former glory – all for her young son WindSplash.