Name: Deadra.
Age: 18.
Race: Human.
Occupation: Traveler.
Abilities: Elemental capability to create and manipulate fire, Mastery of healing arts and alchemy, Excellent swordsmanship, Winged flight.
Weaknesses: She's not very swift when it comes to dodging and has low stamina (can take very few hits, sometimes one strong attack is enough). She's short-tempered, bossy and tends to speak on the spur of the moment.
General description: Wears knee-length white dress that is attached to a thick silver choker with silver chained belt which harbors her sword. Has loose jet black hair with two braids that wrap around her head and are tied in the back, violet eyes, slim build and a Caucasian tone of skin. Also walks around barefoot.
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Style: Mostly passive. Her fighting style involves a completely serene state of mind and it includes Tai-Chi style moves with a light sword she holds on one hand. Prefers not to kill, only wound. Uses elemental power only when necessary.
Weapon: A self-forged sword with runic encryptions that allow the edges to be engulfed by flames called Ignigena.
Personality: At first sight, she's incredibly mistrusting, cold and sometimes even mean, of course, her playful nature doesn't allow her to keep that face for long. Loves to joke around and make pranks, but then again there's a very protective side of her that would make her sacrifice anything and everything for the people she cares about most.
Background: Born a peasant in a small village to a family of alchemists, she led a pretty simple life until the age of 4 when she accidentally tripped over a cliff. Her death came as a devastating surprise to the villagers and so they mourned her for 2 years. One day, they saw a tiny figure running towards the village... It was her. She came back telling stories about how she had not died, but had been rescued by angels. The reality of it was, when she died, she had a vision of angels telling her it was not her time and that she had a special purpose that would later be revealed throughout her life. At first the story was unbelievable, but then they saw small white wings coming out of her back.
"A gift!" She said, wide grin on her face.
Wings were not the only "gift" she had received, but also elemental power.
They left it at that since they really had no reason to doubt it. But she was astonished to learn that she had been gone for two years and the vision she had, which seemed like a flash, had lasted that long.
Shortly after the episode, she took up quite a passion for swords and blacksmithing, saying in some future she wanted to make her own. When she wasn't helping the village blacksmith or studying new herbs, she was off practicing her swordsmanship with a wooden sword, all in hope that she could protect the only place she had ever known; this caused her to develop her own style and self-discipline.
Villagers soon came to admire her as she grew and at the age of 13 she became their leader and protector.
She holds this position vigorously, utilizing her abilities to the best of their extent with an amazing zest for life, something that her previous experience with the angels had taught her to appreciate.
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