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There are any number of advantages to being a noble lady born to be the spare's spare's spare heir. So it was for Sunaia, younger sister of Addison, Avary and Killian Ashford. She received the same exquisite education, had all the best trainers, and never wanted for food, clothing, weapons, or any other need her little heart fixed upon. But noble blood and unlimited resources couldn't provide her with what she wanted most. For that, she had to go out into the world. Her appetite for exploration was and is voracious. It's led to her being the silent sister of the family. Sunaia is not without loyalty to her line, and to her lieges; she returned to home and hearth following the death of her father; she was there fighting side by side with Ashford forces when the Silent army moved on Arx; when Killian died, she stayed at Ashford Keep for a record-breaking three months in a row to grieve him. But she has been away more than she has been present, and oh the things that she's seen... But now, with two siblings dead, the third godsworn, an Archlector, and her favourite cousin long since gone missing, it seems the appropriate time to try again. Ashfords are comfortable in the trees and Sunaia knows she should make more of an effort to put down roots. It's just so difficult, with everything out there calling to everything in her.

She is earthy grace in movement and arctic elegance in appearance. Sunaia holds herself with the confidence and athleticism of someone who frequently puts their body to the test but it hasn't yet marred her beauty; if she has scars, they're hidden beneath her clothing and haven't touched her face or throat. Her eyes are an odd and ghostly pale shade of platinum grey, paler even than the white-grey cloud of hair that is so frequently restrained in sloppy buns or loosely secured braids. She has cheekbones courtiers would murder for, a long straight-bridged nose and a thin, expressive mouth prone to close-lipped but quick smiles. Those smiles do nothing to temper the intensity her ghost-eyes give her when she's fixed upon something or someone, but they do help. A little.

Sunaia was stricken with a double dose of the wanderlust that so often afflicts Ashfords. It manifested at an early age and made her a holy terror when combined with an also innate stubbornness, voracious curiousity, and desire to go her own way. That's where her joy and truth lie: out there finding and learning, exploring and discovering. She's pleasant and noble and all of those other things expected of her too... when she's at home. Out in the field, she's whatever she has to be in order to reach her goals.