ℕ𝔸𝕄𝔼|| Ilena Rey Scotte

𝔸𝔾𝔼|| 16.5

𝔾𝔼ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ|| Gender-fluid

ℙℝ𝕆ℕ𝕆𝕌ℕ𝕊|| She/he

𝕊𝔼𝕏𝕌𝔸𝕃𝕀𝕋𝕐|| Omniromantic (woman preference), asexual

ℙ𝔼ℝ𝕊𝕆ℕ𝔸𝕃𝕀𝕋𝕐|| Ilena's quite mysterious and quiet, communicating mostly in hand gestures. She's usually smiling, just a tad shy to approach others. She was that kid who never really knew how to treat people. She tries to be nice, but her temper peeks out sometimes. He's a lover, though, if you're patient and appreciative enough.

𝕃𝕆𝕆𝕂𝕊||

Ilena is average (international) height, 5'3. Ilena has brown hair that's usually at least somewhat straightened. If it's not, it's very curly and takes hours to take care of, so she tries to keep it straight. It never works—he always at least has some waves. She has a couple clusters of freckles on his face, and brown eyes.

𝕆𝕌𝕋𝔽𝕀𝕋𝕊|| Ilena is very witchy, and she dresses so. He likes wearing long, flowy skirts no matter what season it is. Very bright colors.

(Fun fact: I actually own this specific green skirt. It's the best thing in my closet)

𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂𝔾ℝ𝕆𝕌ℕ𝔻|| Ilena was in a cult. He was told it was "religion", but that religion didn't exist outside of the place they lived. She was indoctrinated, brainwashed. She didn't realize how wrong it was until, at the age of twelve, she was almost married to a man in his fifties. Nobody else thought it was wrong. They were encouraging it to happen. So the night before her wedding—Ilena grabbed all the things she could think to need, and ran. Ran as fast as she could for hours and hours until she found the house. He knew nobody could possibly find him here.

ℍ𝕌𝕄𝔸ℕ ℝ𝕆𝕃𝔼|| Psychic

𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ|| N/A