<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/w68J68x.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ria Thorn<br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Nation:</strong>Foloven<br/><br/><strong>Combat Class/Role:</strong>Control, Distraction, Stealth<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong><br/>- Substantial amounts of golden jewelry<br/>- A trunk full of fashionable clothing, makeup, and perfume<br/>- Lots of money<br/>- Nothing actually useful for a life of adventure<br/><br/><strong>Magic Expression:</strong>Illusion magic. At its most basic level, Ria's magic can produce lights that move on their own, whispered sounds, and faint aromas. These are gifts that are so ingrained into her memory that they are practically effortless. As the expenditure of personal energy and effort increases, so too does the complexity and scale of what Ria can conjure. She's capable of disguising herself as another, concealing herself altogether, occupying foes with phantom opponents, or frightening onlookers with fearsome projections. The only real limiting factor is Ria's imagination and her innate magical reserves.<br/><br/>The bane of the illusionist has always been the sense of touch. Illusory warriors cannot cause physical harm, false walls cannot impede progress, and disguises will never stand up to the scrutiny of a simple touch. Ria has, however, shown a gift capable of transcending these barriers. By concentrating upon her illusory constructs, she can will her magic to push back against other forces, imitating the sensations one would expect. This does occupy most of her attention and magic, keeping her from casting more spells, but it is invaluable when her illusions are put under close scrutiny -- or when Ria needs her magic to apply a little lethal force.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance Details:</strong>There's an unmistakable regal aura around Ria. Her silhouette is that of a princess; all perfectly postured, long-limbed, and a few inches taller than the average woman because even her genetics felt the need to remind others that she's just that little bit better than them. Wavy strands of onyx hair that refuse any attempt to be tamed fall as they wish around Ria's face as though they shared a personality with the woman that possesses them. The face that is often partially concealed by those errant locks is flush with youthful, confident beauty. Perhaps most enticing of all are the woman's glittering green eyes -- so enchanting that there's talk that her family has a splash of demon blood lurking in the family tree.<br/><br/>Ria's manner of dress matches the image that she projects. She's rarely caught in anything other than the most fashionable of dresses, complimented by an amount of jewelry that would buy the average worker a year's worth of drinks at the bar of their choice.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>If given only one word to describe Ria, most would choose 'spoiled.' They are not wrong in that assessment. She's seen so little pushback in everything she's ever attempted that she expects everything to come easily and gets frustrated when it doesn't. Getting her to do something that she doesn't want to do is capable of testing the patience of saints. Ria isn't the least bit quiet when she thinks she's being treated unfairly, which is just about any time she isn't getting what she wants.<br/><br/>There's a genuine person buried somewhere underneath all of that baggage, though. She experiences the world as one trained in illusion might, always keenly attuned to her own senses. This manifests in a few ways. Most obviously, Ria is a rather skilled artist with both pen and brush. She's also a rather handsy individual that doesn't hesitate to run her fingers against any material that catches her curiosity.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>Life has always been a little too easy for Ria. She was born to parents that couldn't stomach telling their darling girl the word 'no.' To make matters worse, they had enough wealth and influence that they could ensure that the world was prohibited from doing so as well. The world was Ria's oyster, its pearls hers to pluck whenever she wished.<br/><br/>Obviously, when the time for education came along, Ria was placed into the most expensive and prestigious magic program possible. It hardly mattered that her father was on the archcouncil because Ria proved to be a generational talent that any academy would have scrambled to enroll. They correctly identified that the girl was a talented illusionist in the making, but just how innately adept she was in the discipline puzzled even the most tenured professors. Without any real effort, Ria blossomed into a prodigy and one of the academy's top pupils. There was never any question that Ria would earn top marks thanks to how much money her parents fed into the school, but in this case, it was all warranted.<br/><br/>Ria has spent what few years of adulthood she has under her belt at the academy rather than wander off in search of a career. There never was any urgency for Ria to do such a thing, and with the expectation of one day following in her father's footsteps as a member of the archcouncil, furthering her education until she was one of the most renowned mages in Foloven seemed to be the only path laid out in front of her.