Incantare

needed:
Enchanted Book Collection - NoN 110g
Magister Collar - Baldwin (collar(or courtier), waist wrap & footies)
Helpful Healer's Calling - MP 11.5kt
Twilight Rose Thorn Arm Tangle - Redrock Cove VR drops (wing, tail, wrist & foot)
Courtier's Apparel - MP 90g
Spectral Fuchsia Trunk - NoN 125g

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Dubbed "Princess Antares" by her grandfather, she's spoiled by the old warrior incessantly.
Incantare doesn't know much of her father's lineage, but her mother's is one she can recount off by heart: Sumannette's parents were accidental scholars, one a shadow on the battlefield and the other a tepid researcher.
Together they formed a bond and Constellation's worship of astrology soon wormed its way into Arcturus' heart. They were gifted with the mark of cosmic energy, witnessing a great explosion in the night sky that sent ripples across the unknown and altered the watcher's DNA. They weren't the only ones to witness such a cataclysm; anyone who had watched the stars that night was affected, and it was an event that changed Sorneith forever. The two, in awe of the sight, created a nest whose forms wriggled beneath their shells as they grew with dreams of darkness and stars.
Despite the stars being etched into her very core, Inca's mother seemed to abandon the path of study that her parents had laid out for her and instead opted to devote herself to her nests and her eggs. Incantare thought that was noble too, her parents raising the new generation of those that would examine and be examined, and so Inca couldn't say she was never loved - never supported.
In her eyes, everything is in the pursuit of knowledge for the expansive world of Sornieth. A scholar by nature, she spends an unhealthy portion of her days with her snout buried in a book or scroll, hastily memorising every spell and ward breath can perform.
She's never been particularly gifted in the art of magiks and spells, but greatness runs in her blood and she's determined to prove her family proud.

Grandfather

Friend