She stands with an otherworldly grace, her lithe form adorned in living vines and leaves that shimmer with an inner green light. Her skin has a subtle bark-like texture along her arms and legs, while delicate flowers bloom in her flowing auburn hair. Her eyes glow with an ancient emerald fire, reflecting both wisdom and a deep longing. Moss and small flowering buds naturally grow across her shoulders and hips, creating a living garment that shifts with her movements. Her voice carries the whisper of wind through ancient trees, and her touch can make plants bloom or wither at will. Despite her ethereal beauty, there's something achingly lonely about her - a guardian who has loved and lost too many heroes to the corruption she fights against.
