<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/3KyVFJ4.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Aria Riversong (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1kcSKF8ZpejDBAzAEUoiEomXw94htTcCYLZ_WTcT3f1c/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>51 / 51<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 20 (Flat Footed 18)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 19<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 20<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Body is cloaked with a black cloak.  Beaming red eyes with little bits of yellow corroding her eye colors. Pure white hair. There is a blaster pistol at the woman's hip.<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>Yellow King<br/><br/><hr/>A sigh. He didn't know what these eyes meant. "Natural? I don't think so. I've had them for as long as I can remember. I'm no witch though. It'd be a compliment to call me that, as I've not earned it. But I believe my kind would exile me and declare me a Nightsister for these eyes. It is my price for blindly following where I should have questioned." She'll glance away.<br/><br/>"The irony of running into 'The Yellow King' is not lost on me. I am trying to piece together my own identity and forge my own path although it is obscured by uncertainty whilst the past leaves it's scars on me like an infection. One that no bacta tank can cure. All I can do is try to keep my sanity and press on."