Artemis

Artemis is not the gentle glow of moonlight, but the sharp edge it casts. On Astra, she is the Huntress Eternal, guardian of balance and untamed wilds. The forests whisper her name in rustling leaves, and predators pause mid-prowl when her shadow passes overhead. She is freedom embodied—the rhythm of pursuit, the silence before the strike, the pulse of life and death in perfect accord.

Her arrows never miss their mark, not because of skill alone, but because the natural order bends to her will. She hunts not for sport, but for justice. Those who harm the innocent or upset the equilibrium of nature find themselves stalked beneath silver light, every heartbeat counted until her arrow finds its home.

Yet, beneath her divine ferocity lies something deeper—a solitude older than the moon she commands. Artemis walks between worlds, untethered by mortal desire, bound only by purpose. On Astra, she is more than a goddess of the hunt; she is the embodiment of instinct, wild grace, and retribution cloaked in light. To see her in the forest is to witness the sacred balance between mercy and wrath—and to know that every shadow watches back.