Glaciella

Glaciella is a Merfolk woman dwelling around Lynarith, in the Ischanori Empire. She's a bit on the shy side, avoiding much of what her neighbouring humans would call "daily interaction". Glaciella instead stays in large ponds or rivers nearby to settlements, intrigued by the familiar coexistence humans share and somewhat longing for that same connection, she watches in envy and solitude. The Lynari know of Glaciella's pretense, perceived harshly as either some lesser critter skulking amongst their camp or prey, existing only until their food source gets low. However her life plays out, let's hope she contributes more than a hearty meal :3

History
Far reaching and intimidating are the waters of Abexilas, amongst the abyssal seas tucked away far from the prying gaze of man, lies the Merfolk clans and kingdoms of the deep. Such a community is far more unified, more coexisting than the petty feuds of human kingdoms. Such a communal existence is exactly what scares the timid Glaciella, the thought of being approached every waking hour, ripped from her own individuality to commit to a life of shared goal and appreciation, terrified her to the point of an exodus from all that she knows, into a life more lonely and peaceful than she had ever known. That in mind, does one ever truly escape that which forms the embodiment of their existance? Such interpretations are to be observed and written down as Glaciella's journey through the rivers of life, flow.

Ignorance of motion, a term Glaciella used to describe how she left so seamlessly. You see when hundreds of Merfolk all contribute to the same community, choosing a different path, swimming outside the city bounds wasn't noticed. Approaching the edge of town? Probably visiting someone, Approaching the border walls? Probably delivering supplies to the soldiers, leaving the city territory? Probably hunting for your family. The other Merfolk didnt comprehend Glaciella was gone until the ripples of her path were long faded into the currents of the vast ocean.

Alone at last, Glaciella swam up to the top of a coral reef, higher up than she had ever been. Golden rays of sun pierced through the shallow waters like an ascendance of warmth and comfort, almost pulling on her to surface and leave the familiar trends of the blue depths. In blissful silence she leaned back, just floating comfortably in the warm suns embrace, more at peace than she had ever been "this is a life worth living" she thought, soaking in her solace of this new life she forged anew.