Felix shares a few slight changes - purple-pink eyes, and a lighter, more pink hue to normally red fur. They have a tail twig just like any other braixen, but also keeps a staff on paw, a lantern hooked on top.

Felix is a creature of habit and showmanship. They are never overwhelmed, scared, or - heaven forbid! - nervous, merely taking a moment for dramatic tension or to formulate a (no doubt flawless) plan. Gosh, how could you doubt one that is quick to formulate plans that aren't running away, handles tough personal conflict head on, and has never lied?

Well, they've never lied for a bad reason. Felix has a healthy respect for things such as honesty and ownership. They're very honest with themselves about wanting to own that lovely jeweled pendant, for example. It just may happen that, if someone were to say, ask how much it cost, they would have to lie about the three finger discount they gave themself.

So maybe they have a bit of trouble when it comes to things like stealing or embellishing stories, doesn't everyone?

Felix was born on a dark and stormy night-- a clear Lutetia day-- within the hallowed royal caverns of Fiphele-- well. It depends who you are when you ask, there's a few different stories to be spun.

The only constant to them is a romantic soul wandering the world, who does a few jobs here, there, and everywhere for a bit of coin, some food, and good company. The braixen loves a good story, a dramatic fight, a heartfelt confession of love after fighting through mobs of monsters.

Now there may be a tiny bit of their past that may or may not involve being next in line for some important advisor role. Something something 'wisdom of delphox' and Future Sight, reading the flames and doing your duty.

That's not important though! What's important is the next job, the next town, learning new things and not thinking of what they left behind.