Chamomile

Female

Perfume alchemist, Aromatherapist

Violet

160 lbs

6'

Lavender

Long, curly

none

Dryad/Dovelet

Cherry wood

Meso/Endomorphic

Stylized fleur-de-lis of lighter wood on the chest

Can "melt" in and out of trees
Can use orifices as diffuser vents, and expel scented water vapor after consuming essential oils or perfumes

Big sister - affectionate if she knows you are open to it
Kind and welcoming to strangers

Flying, sunbathing

Easy smile

Not being forced to do anything

Can't recall former life
Destructive urges

Perfume alchemist, Aromatherapist

Axe (1-handed)

Black

Afternoon sunshine

November 30th

Chamomile was originally part of a liberation army fighting to free their world from an unspeakable evil. However, before the last blow was dealt, a rift tore in reality and she was separated from everyone she knew. She was captured and enslaved by beings between universes. Eventually, the physical and emotional strain was too much for her, and her soul escaped. Her soul wandered until Aphrodite took her in and put her in the body of a Dovelet. Chamomile remembered very little of her past life and worked hard to figure out what she wanted to do with her new one. Eventually, she became an employee of Aphrodite's Pleasure Parlor and was gifted a new body from Aphrodite.

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