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→ [b]Age: [/b] [i] 18 [/i]
→ [b]Sex: [/b] [i]Female[/i]
→ [b]Race: [/b] [i]Fairy[/i]
→ [b]Occupation: [/b] [i]Healer in training of sorts.[/i]
→ [b]Location: [/b] [i]Deep in the woods of Padma.[/i]

→ [b]Likes: [/b] [i]Sweets. Pranks. Insects. Talking. Working With Her Hands.[/i]
→ [b]Dislikes: [/b] [i]Rain (Makes it hard to fly). Bullies. Loud Noises. Laziness. Centaurs.[/i]

→ [b]Years In Lhivoria: [/b] [i]Her whole life.[/i]

→ [b]Personality: [/b] [i]Care free. Feisty. Helpful. Stubborn. Childish. Free Spirited. Hot Tempered.[/i]

→ [b]Biography: [/b] [i]In the midst of the summer heat a large Venus Fly Trap grew by the roots of a Sycamore tree. It feasted on a few succulent insects before catching the attention of a few eyes “Come quickly, come quickly!” a young man called to his wife, “Our child is soon to be born!” he called triumphantly. This would be the birth of the couple’s 15th child, but each we’re more precious than the last (or so Dia’s father told her). The sycamore family gathered around with eager eyes as the plant opened up and revealed a small fairy of not even 5 inches. 
Alas Dionaea was born.

News traveled quickly between families of the new addition to Padma. Each fairy family was respectfully named after a tree that grew in the forest. The lineage of the Sycamore wasn’t as expanse as some of the others, but what they lacked in numbers they made up for positivity and knowledge of insects and healing herbs.

Dia was not too fond of learning from the beginning. She was always restless and wanting to explore the world on her own. “Don’t touch that Dia” her mother would warn as Dia put her hands close to the fangs of a recluse spider. “He’s got something stuck in there ma!” she whined as the spider looked at her in awe with its several eyes. “He’s a trickster, like most arachnids. They will weave you into your web and eat you for supper before you blink an eye!” she exclaimed, gathering the last of the supplies she needed from the spider’s nest. “Come along Dia, we don’t want to disturb him anymore.” Dia gave a friendly wave to the spider as she scurried along behind the tough woman.

Reaching adult hood was a much different story. Though she had more freedom, she also had more responsibilities and often had to take care of the younger children and teach them the things she once was taught. “Now.. I don’t know if you guys know this or not.” Dia started leaning in towards the small children, they returned the gesture wide eyed, “I wrangled myself a bird once.” Some gasps could be heard in the crowd and one child from the Oak family began sobbing.

This was your typical teaching lesson with Dia in charge.

When the letter came from the king to gather recruits for the battle of labyrinth; Dia was both interested and angry. The fairies tended to keep to themselves, and not go out beyond the forest, so much of Lhivoria was a mystery to Dia and her people. She wondered why the humans had even bothered to contact them; Was it a trap? Was it some sort of trick? The questions fluttered along between the fairies until it was time to make a decision, and Dia was first to sign up.[/i]

→ [b]Reason: [/b] [i]A little bit. Mostly Dia just wants some adventure in her life, and because she is young and able- she has decided to go for her village. She would most likely use the stone to make sure her family and her people were taken care of. She doesn’t have need for fame nor fortune.[/i]

→ [b]Voice Sample: [/b] [url=http://vocaroo.com/i/s0aOMFdZwegX]Aww, come on! Let’s go already![/url]