Lillian
Just Lillian. One of the first things she did upon her ascension a few years ago was to get her family out of the Raktines entirely, wanting to protect them. Consequently, she does not use a surname.

Her former life was largely one beneath the notice of the Academies. While it's rare for her to speak much of it, anyone who has followed what she did say could piece together that she did work for some lowland mages, living in one of the cities dotting the land. Some job turned out to be more than it had seemed at first, and it brought her close enough to the ire of one of the Academies' mages. Whatever it was, her fear of discovery and reprisal was so great that she turned herself in for experimentation rather than risk what might befall her and those close to her.

Now, all that has been left behind. The Lillian of the past few years is an  unnaturally alluring woman, 5'9" tall with light skin and hair like Spring itself. Her attire around the Academy halls was varied, but she consistently went out among the villages in a white stola.

Lillian is warm and affectionate, and had something of a reputation for teasing those students who were not yet so indebted that they couldn't afford glances her direction. She was happy that her portion of work more often than not was helping villages in the recovery from attacks.