Hailing from Evereska, Anaxia is the daughter of an official and an Evereskan Tomb Guardian. Anaxia is a priestess of the god of time Labalas Enoreth and has spent the majority of her time researching sacred texts and ancient lore. She is fluent in ancient elvish she left home to experience the world and to get a better grasp of time and how it affects all things to further her spiritual journey. She is also seeking answers to her mother's side of the family having grown up knowing she was some sort of fey but unsure what exactly.

Recently Anaxia's mother's heritage has been manifesting more, at first it was not as big a deal as it is now. Her natural talent for spells has seemingly doubled and her divine connection to her god feels more of a blessing.

This has also brought with it a strong desire to do good and what is right. Anaxia is young but as her skill grows so too does her view of right and wrong.

She has a close connection to Elenthil whom she grew up with. He is like a brother to her and while there is no blood relation the sentiment is still the same. He is found family. He is a bladesinger in town.

Anaxia is a sun elf by outward appearances though there is something more to it than just that. Given the radiance that lurks beneath her skin. Her hair is a full rich color red with autumnal shades shot through it. Her hair is curly and often worn free. When she anticipates combat she is sure to braid it up and out of the way. Colorful beads of golden, ruby, and purple shades are woven into the locks. Free her hair is almost knee length.

Her face is heart-shaped with large eyes of a deep amethyst with full lashes and a pleasing almond shape while not fully one color they have a light sparkle to them. She has a smattering of freckles across her nose as unusual as that might be for a sun elf. Otherwise, her skin is unblemished by a wound or scars. Her cheekbones are well-defined but not distinctly prominent as her kin. Her lips are full and usually given to smiles.

A silver sun rising is worn at her slim neck this is her holy symbol. She wears always it is never off of her person.

Still growing she is on the smaller side for an elf standing only about four eleven she will become taller with time but at the moment she is small. Just don't tell her she is.

Her clothes are well tended she wears a golden long tunic that reaches mid thigh it is unadorned with fancy embroidery. Leggings of inky black and knee-high boots with buttons up the side. A loose chain shirt with links that resemble leaves rather than chain circles. She wears several bracelets and at least twelve rings on her fingers none are magical she just collects the shiny things she likes. Most are simple silver one is gold and another is made from semi-precious stone shaped into a ring.

Her weapon is a staff that has been carved to resemble woodland animals running up a tree topped with a cat sitting at the top. It is both a piece of art and her weapon of choice when she isn't drawing on her considerable amount of prayer magic.

A long cloak of dark grey is trimmed with colorful leaves at the hem. A heavy scarf is wrapped at her neck for cold weather. She has an elven leather backpack with many pockets. Her bed roll is attached to the bottom along with her winter blanket and a fur peeks from it.