Additional:
- NSFW version ($10)
- femboy version ($20)
- pony (or any other version) ($30)
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+ poses, different clothes, emotions, change of body proportions ($7)
+ elaborate background and art with adopt ($10)
+ comic (possibly nude version) ($30)
+ nude art ($20)
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Payment: PayPal
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After winning the auction, I will contact you immediately and after payment I will send you files in PNG, JPG format in private messages or by email.

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! The character's name and personal data can be changed to yours. After purchasing an adopt, you will receive a card with the character's data!

Name: Kaelia Zolaar

Race: Fel’tairi — an ancient beastkin race bound to the Aether, a realm between dreams and reality
Age: around 120 years old (looks about 25 in human terms)
Height: 178 cm
Magic: Aetherflame — a rare form of fire that does not burn flesh but reveals truth. It ignites in those who carry fear, guilt, or lies
Artifact: Aestra Crystal Pendant — protects her mind from others’ dreams

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Backstory:

Kaelia was born in the Sunset City, an ancient place where the sky always glows in hues of deep orange and red — as if time itself had paused. Her people, the Fel’tairi, served as guardians of the border between two realms: reality and the Aether, where thoughts, nightmares, and forgotten memories drift endlessly.

When she was 16, the city fell. Someone opened the gates between dream and waking, and aetheric entities poured through. Most of her kind vanished — their bodies dissolved, their souls trapped within endless dreams. Kaelia survived only because her mother sacrificed herself, passing the gift of truthfire to her daughter.

Now, Kaelia wanders alone, cloaked in black and silence, trying to mend the rift between realms. Her mission is to find those touched by the Aether — people who live in lies, can’t let go of the past, or are lost in illusions. She doesn’t heal them directly, but forces them to face the truth through her flame.

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Personality:

quiet and piercing, like she always knows what you’re thinking
her voice is soft, deep, almost a whisper
she loves forests, cold mornings, and the scent of rain
never lies — she just chooses not to speak
doesn’t attach to places, but will stay if she feels she’s needed

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