In the vast, ever-shifting world of Aetherra, the land stretches wide with golden plains that roll for miles beneath skies filled with drifting sky towns—floating cities held aloft by ancient magic and forgotten machines. Forests of crystal trees hum with residual energy, and deep underground lie the Ashvaults, where the old gods once slept and cursed beasts now roam. The world is split between towering mountain fortresses of the Skarn, nomadic spirit-caravans of the Nyrians, wind-swept desert cities of the Orrak, and hidden moonlit groves where Grimkin play tricks on travelers. Magic here isn't just a tool—it's alive, shaped by emotion, memory, and will. Beings from the Spiritwilds sometimes slip through into the Mortal Plane, and rumors whisper of Lichkings stirring in the Umbraveld, calling to lost souls and broken warriors. Above it all, the ancient floating ruin of Thornefall watches the world like a dead god’s eye.

Roaming the wilds of Aetherra is Billie, a sharp-eyed, sharp-tongued warrior standing at 5'3" with a presence twice her size. She’s fast, clever, and deadly with a heavy sword nearly as long as her body, often surprising enemies who underestimate her size. Born with Emotion Magic, Billie doesn't cast spells the traditional way—instead, her feelings fuel her power. When she’s angry, flames arc from her blade; when she’s confident, she moves like a blur, dodging every strike. Joy fills her with golden light that mends wounds, while sorrow cloaks her in violet shadow. Billie grew up in the floating sky town of Raithe’s Hollow, but left after betrayal and heartbreak shattered everything she knew. Now she travels the plains alone, chasing monsters, secrets, and maybe—just maybe—a place to call home. Fierce, funny, and unshakably loyal, Billie is the kind of hero legends whisper about... and enemies pray they never meet.