Her affinity was Verdant, the magic of life and growth. She could feel the pulse of the earth beneath her feet, the whisper of the trees, and the breath of the wind. Plants would bloom at her touch, and vines would coil protectively around her as she walked. This connection to nature was her strength, and it guided her in ways that formal training could not.

Daria’s appearance was as striking as her magic. She had dark skin that contrasted with her fiery red hair, a mane that seemed to shimmer with a life of its own. She dressed in shades of green, blending into the forests and fields where she felt most at home. Her outfit was simple, yet it seemed to carry the essence of the earth itself, as if she were one with the world around her.

Her magic was unique in that she used only a simple, unremarkable stick to cast her spells. This was no finely crafted staff or enchanted wand, but a plain, rough-hewn branch she had picked up on her travels. To most, it seemed absurd that such a mundane object could channel powerful magic, but to Daria, it was a symbol of her connection to the natural world. The stick was an extension of her will, drawing on the raw, untamed magic that flowed through the land.

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