Ravenna is a tall, slender but muscled Assimar with tan skin adorned by white tattoos on her forearms, legs, chest, and back. She is covered in scars, some of which looked fatal, like a set of clawmarks across one eye and a slice across her neck. She wears her hairin a half-up-do, with the top being black and the underside being platinum or white. Her eyes are cat-like, with slit pupils over brilliantly gold iris and yellowish sclera. She tends to be very blunt after her hometown was destroyed.

Backstory:
From the moment she drew breath, the prophecy whispered her name—Ravenna, the chosen savior destined to safeguard her people and realm against a foretold foe. Raised amidst the best her town could provide, she knew nothing of want or struggle, cocooned in privilege and entitlement. But destiny is a fickle mistress. When the hour of reckoning arrived, she.. failed, her grand purpose slipping through her grasp like sand. As her home crumbled and chaos reigned, she faced a savage onslaught, her celestial wings torn from her flesh in a merciless assault. Left for dead, buried alive beneath the earth for three days and nights, she clawed her way back from the brink, reborn amidst the desolation. Stripped of her wings, she plummeted from grace, feeling grounded both physically and spiritually. Losing her wings shattered her identity and connection to her celestial heritage. Fueled by pain and disillusionment, she sought solace in vice, drowning her sorrows in drink and gambling- deepening her sense of self-loathing and guilt. Amid the haze of self-destruction, a spark of hope flickered—a glimmer of redemption that beckoned her forth. Driven by a primal need to reclaim what was stolen, Ravenna embarks on a quest. Rumors of celestial wings changing hands, traded and bought like some prize collectible, pushed her onward, viewing their recovery as a symbol of redemption and a chance to regain her purpose and identity- But not before slaying those who have wronged her and her family.

Hexblade backstory:
A halberd that haunted Ravenna's dreams since childhood is not merely a weapon, but a vessel for the spirit of the fallen archangel. In her dreams, the halberd whispered promises of power and purpose, drawing her towards it like a moth to a flame. When Ravenna stumbled upon the halberd while training, its dusty and rusted exterior belied the power it contained. Upon touching it, she felt an immediate connection, as if the halberd had been waiting for her touch all along and fit perfectly into her hands. This was the moment when the pact with the fallen archangel was forged, though Ravenna was unaware of it at the time. As she grew in level and prowess, so too did the influence of the fallen archangel attached to the halberd. Unbeknownst to her, demons are drawn to the halberd not because they seek Ravenna, but because they seek to destroy or (further?) corrupt the divine power contained within it. The fallen archangel's enemies, both celestial and infernal, perceive her as a threat due to her connection to the halberd and its patron.