Ayla is a vision of warmth and serenity. She appears to be in her twenties, with delicate yet radiant features that exude both kindness and quiet strength. Her honey-blonde hair cascades in soft waves, catching the light with a golden sheen. It falls gracefully past her shoulders, framing a face of ethereal beauty—high cheekbones, a gently rounded chin, and a smile that carries an almost motherly tenderness.
Her most striking feature, however, is her eyes—deep intense red, glowing with red magic, visible even from a distance.
Draped in elegant, mage robes, Ayla carries herself with an effortless grace. Her attire, embroidered with shimmering runes, is luxurious, pale gold, betraying her aristocratic upbringing. Red wisps of magic surround her in a beautiful spectacle, harmonizing with red gleam of her eyes.
Ayla is a vision of warmth and serenity. She appears to be in her twenties, with delicate yet radiant features that exude both kindness and quiet strength. Her honey-blonde hair cascades in soft waves, catching the light with a golden sheen. It falls gracefully past her shoulders, framing a face of ethereal beauty—high cheekbones, a gently rounded chin, and a smile that carries an almost motherly tenderness.
Her most striking feature, however, is her eyes—deep intense red, glowing with red magic, visible even from a distance.
Draped in elegant, mage robes, Ayla carries herself with an effortless grace. Her attire, embroidered with shimmering runes, is luxurious, pale gold, betraying her aristocratic upbringing. Red wisps of magic surround her in a beautiful spectacle, harmonizing with red gleam of her eyes.