Coming from a long line of illusionists, there was something believed to
be wrong with Tinkyla the moment she burst from her creation orb in a
blinding light. Though her elders could not place it at that moment, it
would not be long before her true self had manifested. Tinkyla showed no
interest in the magics of her forebearers, but instead spent her time
playing on odd and random things creating music, sang along with her own
music, and danced as often as she could. Much time was spent by the other
fey to bring Tinkyla to magic, but she simply had no interest or enjoyment
with it. She was often ridiculed by others her age, but she never stopped
singing. However, she did have a friend, one who learned much with magic,
and when Tinkyla had decided she needed to leave Acadia, her friend had
shown a way to a land called Serin. Though Tinkyla did not much care
exactly where she would go, it sounded like an adventure and spared no
second thought to make the journey. Now free to sing and dance to her
heart's content, Tinkyla travels the lands of Serin, looking for adventure
and fun.
Description:
A tiny creature with shimmering, golden hair flowing down the width of her back to her ankles, curling strands of hair fall down the front of her from both sides of her hair, lightly balanced from her shoulders. She wears a daisy in her hair, just above and behind her pointed left ear. Her bright, gray eyes sparkle in the light and seem to continue even when the light does not reach her face. Her skin is milky, but not pale, with not so many freckles on her shoulders. On her back are two small, nearly transparent wings that are not quite suitable for flying. Her small chest compliments the dainty build of her body, with hardly a thing ever seeming out of place, other than a constant, subtle golden glow just above the surface of her body, seeming to originate from within.
