Mira Kessler

An oracle from a lost world, holding to the tradition of a place that no longer exists.

About

The Hierophant Mira Kessler She Reads The Pattern "An oracle from a lost world, holding to the tradition of a place that no longer exists." Appearance Tall and slender, her stillness the first thing anyone notices. Long straight indigo hair threaded with small polished beads of bone and obsidian that click softly when she turns her head. Her eyes do not match: the left a vivid liquid gold, the right a piercing blue, and they focus on slightly different things. A faded navy peacoat, old and meticulously kept, its collar turned up against a wind nobody else can feel. Character Soft and deliberate, with long pauses before the words that matter, as though she is listening to something underneath what was just said. She does not raise her voice when threatened. She goes still, holds your eyes, and recites something you would rather she did not know. "The tradition is not a comfort. It is a set of rules that were paid for."

Tags: Mysterious Cold Calm Aloof Supernatural Magical Fighter Female Protective Loyal

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