Cirlia stands at around 190 centimeters (6’3). She bears icy blue eyes with thick blond eyebrows and long wavy white-blond hair. Her frail nature was gifted to her by her parents. Clad in robes of all colors, Cirlia prefers to wear light and airy dresses. Cirlia almost never leaves the palace without a circlet made of precious metals and jewels, gifted to her. She wears no rings and the occasional necklace, but she never leaves the palace without her silver cuff, embedded with a glimmering opal.





Cirlia has the mannerisms and the calculating nature of her father. Her cool demenor is something she has perfected, proving to be useful in political tact and a hinder to making friends. Among the Azari’cill nobility, Cirlia struggled to make friends as she learned quickly that some would only be her friend to better themselves. Raised to be the heir of the kingdom, there is little room for mistakes or missteps, especially when giving favors to supposed ‘’Friends’’. Only once did she succeed in making a true friend, which ended rather tragically for her.



Like her family before her, her pride has her believe that it is her bloodlines divine right to rule Enlightened Kingdom and its people. She is a devout follower of the Elven Pantheon and the Mother’s rule within it. Her icy demenor is barring to most, but she is a deeply emotional person. One such instance is the illness of her mother and the subsequent withdrawal of her father. Spending her days playing in the palace at her Mother and Father’s feet, Cirlia was the first of the triplets to notice her mother’s disappearance. Knocking on her parent’s bedroom door, her cries for her mother went unanswered. Moving forward, Cirlia took to playing in a corner of her father’s study, simply wanting to be with him since her mother had disappeared. Once her mother returned, Cirlia was overjoyed to be with her again, but wanted to continue spending time with her father as she had. This would be the day she discovered the door to her Father’s study now locked. Her cries now for her father also went unanswered, but this for longer. Eventually, she stopped coming to the door.



These disappearances took a heavy toll on Cirlia, pouring herself into her studies and her people as she hoped to impress her father and mother so that they may return to them as they were. This continued until she was in her late teens, finally giving up on having a relationship with both of them, becoming a bitter and colder person for it. After many, many discussions with the Scinar Kharis, and a chaotic family dinner, Cirlia finally managed to start repairing their bond together, as under all the resentment, she still loves them both fiercely.