Thilia

Thilia
Queen

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Biography

Thilia's gender jumps between Male and Trans Female, though she mostly prefers female pronouns. She is a kind and gentle soul. She enjoys cups of tea out in the castle's garden, or a cup of coffee out in the kingdom's plaza. She enjoys spending time with Aelin, she knows of his shade induced sickness and tries very hard to help him feel better. If she could take his sickness she would so he wouldn't have to suffer so. She keeps a calm and cheery appearance mostly all the time, there are certain occasions where even she needs to let out all of her emotions. Being from the Nature flight like Aelin really helps their relationship. They have a deep connection because of it,

Thilia can commonly be seen chatting among their clanmates, visiting friends, or enjoying some nice tea and snacks.


Her favorite items are usually fruits, nuts, flowers, cute clothes, jewels, jewelry, wines, mead, beads and other craft supplies, etc.
Her favorite colors are usually greens, or cool blues. (Hm, I wonder why?...)

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Biography

All it took was a few good minutes of generous wing-preening for them to look their best. Well, really, they always looked great, but the extra effort really did show in the way their wings caught and tossed the sunlight. And getting dolled up to go for a walk around the clan's boundaries to soak up the heat from the rocks? Totally on the agenda. Besides, they had every intent to swing by Aelin's local lurks and sidle up against the tough old brute. It had nearly become a daily ritual for them now. Preen, stroll, snuggle, and then off to do whatever they felt like doing for the rest of the day. Sometimes, that was sticking around with Aelin, sometimes it was going to figure out which plants managed to sprout up between the stones. Most of the time, though, weather permitting, it was right back to strolling around before looping on back to their lair, settling down and waiting for the smell of wisteria to come drifting in on the wind, accompanied by the rhythmic beating of a dragon touching down. Coiling up with a denmate in the dying sunlight, sharing sweet little whispers- really. A day well spent indeed.
Story By: Finian #83611

She always remembered how heightened her senses would become in the middle of spring. Not allergies, thankfully, but the way scents grew into cravings, how tastes lingered on her tongue, how sights seemed to fit together, how sounds displayed great exuberance, how everything she touched seemed to light up with glee. She knew how Aelin would remind her of the chrysophase gems she sometimes saw at the markets, and how she felt like a beat of peridot within an evergreen world. Solidarity. Connection. These she treasured. She would take a walk and see how the familiars would bound along the brush, seeming to smile ever so slightly at her as she passed. Her subjects always loved to see her; she brought them baskets of food, helped them wash it in a nearby stream, cook it over a toasty fire, shared laughter and kindness and a little piece of her soul. She would come back to him always, and he would always be in some restful space. Their love would renew and they would show their whole hearts upon their faces. She knew that she would never go. She knew that he would never go. And thus with this collective energy and knowledge they stayed, and remembered.
Story by: jadeseeker27 #424925[/color][/font]

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By: PotateTheGreat #321584

• Very aware that she has the forest queen look going on, and uses it to her advantage, often hiding out in the woods and scaring hatchlings into thinking that she's one of the Gladekeeper's disciples (which may not be entirely untrue)
• A kind and just leader, who prefers to settle disputes by finding out exactly what each side wants and offering a compromise, while taking into account who is being unreasonable
• Fears failure greatly, and this reflects in how she acts around others, closing her true self off in order to project a calm and collected leader
• That being said, she's been known to eat any plant she comes across and is often seen with a mouthful of grass despite being, you know, a carnivore.
• This continued to the extent that her official royal portrait almost contained a fistful of buttercups being hastily shoved into her mouth as a joke before it was quickly vetoed. She kept the example painting, however, and likes to make fun of it sometimes.
• Consistently getting her guise stuck in rocks, branches, roots, dunked in creeks and covered in mud. It never remains dirty for longer than a day, and it remains a mystery to the public if she has like fourty spares or just some really good OxiClean and sewing skills

Quirks by: Ellireid #359421


Art done by: Miraclebloom #394022


By: usualuniqueness #48247


Moodboard by: Hawktalon #70062