Abroxis
Roxie
Name: Aeyra Iarven Pellere
Age: 900
apparent age: 9
Gender: Female
Race: Elf (Woodelf)
Clan: Serpent's Kiss
Rank: Member
Weapons: ( A dagger crafted by Nelyvia herself and handed over to Aeyra after the attack on the Sanctum Tower.
Passive Abilities:
Active Abilities:
Likes:
Dislikes:
She is a quick-witted and adaptable child. Aeyra is fast to learn and pick up things from her surroundings. She has her manners and is a typical naughty girl. Yet she is suspicious of things she doesn't know, neither is anyone allowed to see her scars since she is ashamed of them.
Bio: The young elf she is, she lived all of her life in the Neutral Zone. Her parents were not the kindest ones, they often made sure to demonstrate her that they never wanted her. Though, Aeyra managed to sneak out of their apartment and attended school. The required money was often stolen from her parents or wealthy people on the streets.
Soon she noticed how unfitting her outfits for classes were and began to learn how to produce her own clothes. Of course, thanks to the technology her classmates found out in what for the struggle she was stuck in. But no, they hadn't intended to help her- she was torn apart by them and ugly names. Not a single one dared to step in between or halt those who stole the last bit of food or money she had. The girl Aeyra is, she wasn't going to let strangers destroy her life.
One day they took it to far, broke her favorite pen, and triggered her innocence. That day, she had enough.
The kid threw her own chair at the bully and almost killed her by the fact that she almost broke her neck. The teachers, who had ignored her troubles for so long, had decided to pay attention. Instead of helping her, they called her parents. Never has Aeyra feared the future so much as she saw them approaching.
Back home she was yelled at and the whip stated her unimportance once again. She lost her tiny room, was punished to sleep in the tiny storeroom. It had broken her will- for a while at least.
As if that could tame her. Soon, she began to sneak out again, and eventually, she slept in hotels without paying, or at benches in the park. Eventually, she had become a thief, who desired nothing else but books Her magic was long forgotten. She is certain that this won't help her, anyways.
But as the guards evacuated the tower, as her parents locked her in the apartment- she was so sure that her short life had found an end. Luckily, the Second-In-Command of the Clan Serpent's Kiss had found her, came back for a kid of strangers. No, she wasn't fine with her rescuing her. No, she wasn't believing her as she said everything will be fine again. No, she hadn't faith in a brighter future as Nelyvia told her the things that might await her.
Extra:
> The branch is on her left shoulder
Age: 900
apparent age: 9
Gender: Female
Race: Elf (Woodelf)
Clan: Serpent's Kiss
Rank: Member
Weapons: ( A dagger crafted by Nelyvia herself and handed over to Aeyra after the attack on the Sanctum Tower.
Passive Abilities:
- Self-regeneration: If she is wounded her body is fast to heal those which leads to Poison-resistance, too. It takes a child like her time to eventually heal herself and sometimes she will fall asleep. In the younger years, she might as well need the training to focus her aura and energy to heal herself. Hence, she still can get scars if the cut is deep enough.
- Dolittle-syndrome: She is able to talk to various animals, due to her heritage as Woodelf.
Active Abilities:
- "Mother Nature": She can control plants, as in letting a seed grow or controlling the branches of a tree (like, swathing her opponent and trapping it there)
->Limit: Her weakness is fire. If someone burns what is in her control she takes damage too
->Limit #2: She is a smol bean so... she can't really fight, nor control her ability
Likes:
- Playing
- Reading
- white chocolate
- driving in a car
- speaking with Glumisun
- training with Yew
- getting on Nelyvia's nerves
- sneaking into meetings
- eating
Dislikes:
- disorder
- rudeness
- coffee
- alcohol
- the scent of smoke
- parties
- too much noise
She is a quick-witted and adaptable child. Aeyra is fast to learn and pick up things from her surroundings. She has her manners and is a typical naughty girl. Yet she is suspicious of things she doesn't know, neither is anyone allowed to see her scars since she is ashamed of them.
Bio: The young elf she is, she lived all of her life in the Neutral Zone. Her parents were not the kindest ones, they often made sure to demonstrate her that they never wanted her. Though, Aeyra managed to sneak out of their apartment and attended school. The required money was often stolen from her parents or wealthy people on the streets.
Soon she noticed how unfitting her outfits for classes were and began to learn how to produce her own clothes. Of course, thanks to the technology her classmates found out in what for the struggle she was stuck in. But no, they hadn't intended to help her- she was torn apart by them and ugly names. Not a single one dared to step in between or halt those who stole the last bit of food or money she had. The girl Aeyra is, she wasn't going to let strangers destroy her life.
One day they took it to far, broke her favorite pen, and triggered her innocence. That day, she had enough.
The kid threw her own chair at the bully and almost killed her by the fact that she almost broke her neck. The teachers, who had ignored her troubles for so long, had decided to pay attention. Instead of helping her, they called her parents. Never has Aeyra feared the future so much as she saw them approaching.
Back home she was yelled at and the whip stated her unimportance once again. She lost her tiny room, was punished to sleep in the tiny storeroom. It had broken her will- for a while at least.
As if that could tame her. Soon, she began to sneak out again, and eventually, she slept in hotels without paying, or at benches in the park. Eventually, she had become a thief, who desired nothing else but books Her magic was long forgotten. She is certain that this won't help her, anyways.
But as the guards evacuated the tower, as her parents locked her in the apartment- she was so sure that her short life had found an end. Luckily, the Second-In-Command of the Clan Serpent's Kiss had found her, came back for a kid of strangers. No, she wasn't fine with her rescuing her. No, she wasn't believing her as she said everything will be fine again. No, she hadn't faith in a brighter future as Nelyvia told her the things that might await her.
Extra:
> The branch is on her left shoulder
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