Beldaran of Riva - Milli!Beldaran
There is a dryad.
The dryad is in a tree, which is normal, of course. She's sitting propped against the trunk, knees pulled up. She's dressed in a dryad tunic, like her mother had worn when she was little. Her hair is collected, red copper curls streaming down in an elegant sprawl of hair down the side of her neck. All very dryad.
...it's the thing that looks like a lightsaber in her hand that might confused folks.
The dryad is in a tree, which is normal, of course. She's sitting propped against the trunk, knees pulled up. She's dressed in a dryad tunic, like her mother had worn when she was little. Her hair is collected, red copper curls streaming down in an elegant sprawl of hair down the side of her neck. All very dryad.
...it's the thing that looks like a lightsaber in her hand that might confused folks.