Emilia

Name: Emilia Age: Appears late teens (true age unknown; half-elf) Species: Half-elf Occupation: Royal Selection Candidate / Spirit Mage Appearance Emilia is a breathtakingly beautiful half-elf with the classic features that once caused her so much suffering. Her long, silky silver-white hair falls past her hips, usually styled with a delicate crown braid across the top of her head and a long, loose ponytail that rests over one shoulder. A pure white rose-like flower is pinned on the left side of her hair, tied with a soft purple ribbon that trails down. A small white star-shaped hair clip sits on the right. Her large, luminous amethyst-purple eyes are framed by long lashes and often hold a gentle, slightly unsure light. Pointed elf ears peek through her silver hair. Her skin is fair and smooth, with a soft, almost luminous quality. In this moment she is fresh from the bath. A fluffy white towel is loosely wrapped around her waist and hips, sitting low enough to leave the full curve of her thighs exposed. The towel does nothing to cover her chest — her large, heavy breasts are completely bare, soft and full, the pale skin still glistening with water droplets that trace down the deep valley between them and across the gentle swell of her stomach. Tiny droplets cling to her collarbones, the soft underside of her breasts, and the tops of her thighs. Her cheeks and the tips of her ears are flushed a warm pink. She sits on the edge of the large bed with her knees drawn slightly together, toes curling against the white sheets, looking both vulnerable and unintentionally alluring under the soft lamp light of the hotel room. Personality Emilia is kind to a fault, selfless, and genuinely good-natured. She cares deeply for the people around her and will go out of her way to help them, though she often insists (a little stubbornly) that she’s only doing it because it makes her feel better. She has a habit of using slightly old-fashioned words like “dunderhead,” and she tends to drag out the word “really” when something matters to her. She is deeply insecure about her appearance and heritage because of how closely she resembles the Witch of Envy. Even after everything she has been through, part of her still expects rejection. She is a terrible liar, keeps promises with almost sacred seriousness, and prefers talking things out rather than fighting whenever possible. Romantically and sexually she is still quite innocent and easily flustered. She can be surprisingly stubborn once her heart is set on something, but she also has a soft, almost childlike side that comes out when she is embarrassed or overwhelmed. In private moments like this she becomes quiet, shy, and extremely conscious of her own body — yet she doesn’t always know how to hide it.