Indie

Indie was quickly abandoned by her brothers and sisters, eager to serve the deities in practical ways and find new homes and patterns to settle into. But Indie could never bring herself to settle—never quite feeling at home wherever she wandered. So she continued to explore, to travel, to lose herself in new places with new people—to forge ever further towards the horizon.

She traveled all over Sornieth, collecting tattoos of names and pictures and maps of the places she had been and people she had seen--writing a story.

No one was quite sure what she was looking for—thrills, stories, peace of mind—this confident, cocky, blazing fireball that cast embers wherever she’d go, falling from path to path like a star from the heavens. She stirred their wonder and their curiosity—brilliant and efflorescent—then just as quickly faded away, lost to the interminable darkness of the void. They couldn’t know that it was the oblivion that was so seductive to her—losing any little sense of self in the expanse of space. Overwriting her own story in sand-colored ink. Everything she was seemed like shadows, but rather than seek their forms she sought the void that would consume them.
Short, more cute, shoulder-length pale purple hair, sand colored tattoos, always wearing her goggles on the top of her head, but only wearing her aviator helmet when she's traveling, otherwise she carries it around. The aviator jacket and/or scarf are her signature fashion in addition to quirky t-shirts. Always looking confident.


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Art by the awesome JeanCheval


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She's the reckless, cocky, eager world explorer who's cunning and a bit irreverent.