Some say a penchant for bright yellow and a cheery disposition are not fitting for a practitioner of moon magic. Like her title, Devon of the Atheneum enchants all who meet her with pleasant talk that makes one feel warm and seen, not quite what most expect from someone whose power comes from the cold and distant moon. Her familiar is a fat and lazy golden toad who happily rests in sunspots and accepting head rubs from visitors. Many others aligned with the moon can be cold and distant, occupied with thoughts far off and dark dealing with the unknown. Devon will smile if asked about this and merely responds with "Surely you know where the moon's light comes from?" before seamlessly changing the topic.

Moonlight fills a glen where a yellow haired figure stands alone. A staff matching the phase of the moon floats behind her. A small smile may be seen on her lips or perhaps just a trick of the light. For a brief moment the light grows in intensity, and her hair begins to glow. The tips of her feet are now levitating above the ground. The moment passes and she lightly touches down. A cloud passes in front of the moon, darkening the area. Three lights remain. The moon staff lightly shimmers as Devon walks off, brightly shining yellow eyes illuminating her path.

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