You can't say 'nobody knows what's there', and not expect me to go look.
Once a local
Kaia of little renown or importance, Aldara has emerged through terrible trials as one of the heroes Patala and first
Dream-Eater. A cheerful, energetic soul who came to Patala in search for adventure and glory, Aldara found it, and the cost has been heavy. During the
Plague of Dreams, she organized an end to the civil war that threatened to raze the city, then plunged into the collective nightmares to battle the Shrikes who haunted the city. These deeds earned her great renown, something she still isn't entirely sure how to handle, with a swelling pride kept in check by the great cost in lives.
Aldara is a Kaia-Tani; a scout, tracker, and survivor. Though she had yet to find a team to lend her skill to, they were more than adequate to provide a living wage.
by Midjourney
Originally from
Mharaji, Aldara is a short, dark-skinned woman with a powerful, athletic build and golden eyes. Like most Kaia, she keeps her hair short and out of the way, usually kept underneath a
chitin helmet.
Since her battles in the dreams, Aldara has long scars on her shoulders, face, and leg with a dense, stubby crystalline growth replacing scar tissue. The scars glitter with a dazzling, prismatic sheen in light, and regrows no matter how many times she tears bloody chunks of it from her flesh. When gouged like that, the crystals seem to grow from within her wound, consuming her blood to grow.
Quick to smile and chat with just about anyone, Aldara has an air of charming naiveity that disarms even the cynic. It has gotten her in trouble a fair share of times, but her wit and quick-thinking has always gotten her out of it. After the plague, her mood has darkened and she has become withdrawn. She has spoken to no one of what she saw in that nightmare in which she fought the
Shrikes, or what wounds they inflicted on her mind and soul, but they burden her. With the Plague's end still only weeks old, her friends and allies can only hope that she will heal.
Now residing in
Nindra, the Dreaming Cage, Aldara is nursing her wounds and finding her light again, all while preparing for the end of the fragile peace. The nightmares are still out there in the dark, and they are hungry.
The Dream-Eater
My mind is a blade. I can cut any foe.
Aldara is the first
Dream-Eater; someone who had engaged the Shrikes in battle within their own dreams and emerged victorious. Few can claim the honor, as the unreal-dwelling Shrikes are at the apex of their power within the dreamscape, able to conjure terrors the real world could never allow. Even so, the Shrike are at their most vulnerable there, unable to escape into stray thoughts or hide in day-dreams. Once the gates of dreams are locked, only death can open them.
In other words, I'm not trapped in here with them...
They're trapped in here with me.
To be a dream-eater demands a mix of courage, imagination, and will power. In Nindra, Aldara helps train those who try to replicate her feat, preparing them for the next plague. In moments of weakness, Aldara admits to a tinge of petty jealousy to hear others called by the title she suffered so much to earn - a flaw she fears the Shrikes will come to exploit. Though they are few, Aldara is still the first among them, wielding her will like a blade and her hopes like armor.
Despite her hesitation and fear, she continues to lead and fight, and on good days, her friends say they see that familiar, playful light returning to her eyes.
Aldara is so brave. I fear for her future. The crystalline growth in her wounds is related to the though-metal? Is she going to lose her mind and body to that? :(
Dun dun dunnnn!
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