A slender female tiefling with vivid red hair, gently curled at the ends, swept around a pair of backward-twisting horns. Her eyes are bright green, framed by thin brows and thin lips that often settle into a thoughtful half-smile. She has a light, deliberate posture and tends to rest her weight on the balls of her feet, as though ready to move before she has decided where to go. Her clothing is practical and travel-worn, layered beneath a dark red mantle marked with faint draconic embroidery. A polished arcane focus hangs at her throat, and subtle heat shimmers around her fingers when her emotions rise.

Nalia is quietly observant, kind to the overlooked, and more comfortable beneath open skies than in crowded rooms. She listens before speaking and remembers small details about people, especially what they fear and what they pretend not to need. She has a dry, unexpected humor and a stubborn instinct to help even when doing so is inconvenient or dangerous.

She and her infant brother were found together beneath the covered steps of a city orphanage, wrapped in a torn traveling cloak with no names, papers, or explanation. The educator who discovered them called the girl Nalia and gave her brother the name Bako. They grew up as inseparable as two halves of the same unanswered question. Bako was practical, warm, and good with his hands. Nalia was restless, observant, and haunted by strange flashes of heat and light that began when she was very young. Candles bent toward her fingers. Locked doors clicked open when she was frightened. Once, during an argument with an older child, a burst of red fire scorched the courtyard stones and sent everyone running. Fearing that the orphanage would cast her out, Nalia hid what she could and learned to control the rest through solitary walks beyond the city walls. An elderly groundskeeper taught her to read tracks, judge weather, and sleep lightly beneath the open sky. Those lessons became her escape when the orphanage was later forced to close. Nalia and Bako survived for a time by traveling between hamlets, but her magic made their lives difficult. Bako never awakened to sorcery, and Nalia carries a quiet guilt that her gift has always seemed to divide them. She now wanders as an outlander and young adventurer, searching for the truth of their parentage while using her power to protect abandoned children, travelers, and anyone the world has left defenseless. The draconic fire in her blood answers most strongly when she is afraid, angry, or determined to keep someone else from being harmed.