Post by Nova Psycree on Jun 21, 2006 14:02:42 GMT -5
Name:
Nova Psycree
Gender:
Female
Race:
Half Human, Half Fire Dragon
Corner Preferance:
Fire
Age:
26
Description:
Nova died on her fifteenth birthday. A fever consumed her, boiling her away until she lay still in her bed. Back then her hair had been a gloosy brown, full of beautiful curly locks. She loved being out of doors when she was younger so her skin had glowed with healthy tan tones.
Years before, her mother had died. by the same cause A heartbroken father, Linnel, and a younger brother, Azar, made a long trek to the higher realms of the Fire Dragons. On the border of their lands, they prayed and appealed to the higher mights. They wanted to ressurect the precious Nova.
A sympathetic female fire dragon, known Psycree to the verbose beings of the fire realm, watched for a week as the two men knelt over Nova's thin, once capable form. Against the wiser word of her elders, she bade the men return in two days. In their absence Psycree bound her spirit to Nova and her body, but what resulted was neither Psycree nor Nova, dragon nor human.
With red hair that that glowed a vibrant orange, Nova's sleek human body opened eyes of amber to the world once more. Straight bangs framed her firm jawline while the curls behind swam with the life of fires. Nova seemed to glow with internal fire, a soft dance of light beneath her skin. Arms once used for climbing and hunting, pushed her athletic form upright. Standing at five foot five, the fifteen year old girl stretched her fingers seemingly bewildered at the apendages.
In later days, Nova would trade the simple blue frock she first awoke in for garb more fitting for a warrior with firey talents. Each and every piece of decor had its silent reason for adorning her being. The lantern, for one, never leaves her side since it is what she uses to start her firey talents. The lengths of stiff wood in her hair are used as weapons, capable of being lit. The fabrics of her clothese were designed to keep her constantly warm self at a relatively even temperature; even her shoes are especially made so that her innate heat does not singe everything she walks upon.
This is what she saw in the mirror...
Personality:
What Nova's family found when they arrived a number of hours later was a different set of eyes staring at them. Nova had been a gentle girl with a sweet laugh and willing soul. While her face and form had remained the same, the feral will behind her eyes made her someone else. Still, they could not leave her out in the open and took this new Nova into their small abode.
In the following days, Linnel and Azar discovered the number of changed in their Nova. While she still enjoyed the out-of-doors and all the adventures of life, the adventurings of this Nova proved much more flirtatious and threatening to her well being. This scheming child was not the same Nova so after an argument where her temper once again flared to the point fire seemed ready to ignite in the every heating air, she left the men to be trained beneath the Fire Lord Kaji.
During training, Nova was placed in the ranks of spies. The human form allowed the dragon spirit burning inside deceptive manipulation the dragons could not master.Her manipulation and wild elegance drew people and creatures to her, but an independent spirit kept them from twisting her very will. Her finger were soft, quick to slip anything she pleased into a pocket, or slip something from her pocket to a cup.
While the lack of heightened senses continues to aggervate her, she does what she can with her newfound talents. Even though she lost the abilities to see in the dark and feel vibrations as dragons do, Nova was pleased to find that she still held manipulative control over fire. As long as it had already been started, she could make it grow and dance at her will. She had to be cautious, however, for human flesh is not warded against the harsh burns of fire.
Determined and driven, Nova seeks to right the wrong the elders warned her about. A dragon soul in a human body... it goes against the very fabric of nature. Still, she has naught but herself to blame for her foolishness. Restless to return to her old form, Nova will find what information she can... even if it means spying on her own Lord.
Sample Post:
--I have another character on this site, but I'd rather not reveal them for everyone to see. I'll PM you the name of my other account if you like--
one eye, one horn, one flying purple people eater
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