[b]Name:[/b] [color=7bcdc8]Lyriia “Lii” Elenye [/color] [b]Race:[/b] Fairy [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 7 [b]Birthday:[/b] 3rd stretch of the 1st day of Jadeyan; 294 DM [b]Birthplace:[/b] Silvermist [b]Resides in:[/b] Silent Rise [b]Occupation:[/b] Apprentice to Gherick Longarm, the physician from Silent Rise. Civilian Representative of Silvermist. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]http://i.imgur.com/WqaHmug.jpg[/img] Extremely small for an adult fairy, Lyria is 3.75 inches tall and weighs about 2.75 ounces. Her hair is long and dark brown, falling in ringlets past her waist (though she normally keeps it pulled back into two braids), and her eyes are a pale turquoise blue. Usually she wears outfits similar to the one in the picture: A knee-length dress tunic over calf-length black leggings and dress shoes. Her wings are rather small, compared to most fairies, and are a light blue color dappled with black, getting somewhat more sheer towards the edge. [b]Personality:[/b] A kind and caring girl, Lyriia is generally altruistic. She does everything she can for other people’s needs, sometimes to the detriment of her own. She often goes days without eating or drinking because she gets focused on some medicine that needs made. She’s terribly curious, often annoying the taciturn residents of Silent Rise with her many questions and often requiring rescue from her harebrained ideas and theories. [b]History:[/b] [hider=LOOOOONG history] Lyriia is the fourth of six children. She currently lives with her siblings, her twelve-year-old brother Gaeven, her nine-year-old brother Mykiel, her twin brother Lyellan, her five-year-old brother Kintaer, and two-year-old sister Kierie. There are several families of fairies who live in the slender branches of the mighty oaks, far above the heads of the Men and other races of Silent Rise. Among them are the Elenye. For several years they remained in the trees, keeping their children ignorant of the world below. That all changed a few days after Lyriia’s fourth birthday. She was by far the most adventurous of all the Elenye children. She wanted to explore the world that she saw so far below her. So she did. Accompanied by Lyellan and Kintaer, she snuck out of her family’s home and flew through the silent village. She expected it to be warm and light, maybe full of laughter. The gatherings of the fairies were always lively. She did not expect the silent brooding walkways, the enormous trees that threatened to swallow her. She was repulsed, and yet fascinated at the same time. They lingered there for hours, which was their downfall. Kintaer, only barely three, didn’t have the stamina of the older two. But he was desperate to keep up with them, until he was literally too exhausted to continue flying, and fell, all the way to the ground below. Lyriia and Lyellan tried to catch him, but they were too slow. He had hit the rocks on the forest floor, thankfully landing on a patch of moss, but nonetheless having hit hard. His wings were damaged and he had several broken bones. They carried him to the first house they could find. As luck would have it, it was a kindly, if gruff, old man who was a physician. He said that he would set Kintaer to mend if one of the twins would agree to learn medicine from him. Lyriia agreed to, since it was her fault that Kintaer had been hurt in the first place. When the twins returned to their home carrying a well-bandaged Kintaer and told their parents what happened, their mother and father were (understandably) furious. They disowned Lyriia and forbid the other children from going back to the village. Lyriia, brokenhearted, threw herself into her studies. She quickly earned the affection of her mentor, and progressed faster than even he thought possible. She loved being able to make things to help the sick and injured. That all changed on Lyriia’s sixth birthday. She was tending to a man who had been attacked by a bear and was losing blood through a severed artery. The outlook wasn’t good, but she refused to give up on him. As she worked, she started to feel very lightheaded, and thought she was hallucinating as she saw a blue glow appearing in the edges of her vision, seeming to coat the man’s wounds. She fainted, and was asleep for two days. When she woke up she was in her own bed in her mentor’s house. Apparently she’d healed the man instantly, and he’d gotten up and walked away. Her mentor was in awe that she, of all beings, might be gifted with magic. He was fascinated, thinking she might have been the first being gifted with magic in about 300 years. He tried to help her hone her magic, but keeping it secret from the people of the town. Of course that failed; it was hard to hide such an ability when people who might have died returned to their families after only a few hours. She still couldn’t hope to control it, for it only flowed when she was feeling intense emotions such as grief or fear, but the raw power was there, and she had quite a lot of it. About three months later, Lyriia’s master was confronted by some of the people of the town. The rumors had gotten out of control and they thought that Lyriia was some sort of psychopath. Some of the people she’d healed were a little… off, dazed like they couldn’t believe what had happened. They wanted to see the girl cut to pieces and left to die. They said that she had three days to leave the town or they would have her killed. Her master wouldn’t allow it, of course. He had her leave that night, but he let her take all of her items, and she had quite a few. His mantra had always been “Be ready and stay steady” so she already had a fair amount of survival gear and weaponry. He bid her to never return, but as she flew away into the silent night, she thought she saw tears in his eyes. In the dark of the night she fled back up to the treetops, and back to her family. Much had changed in the two and a half years since she’d left. Her parents were both dead, though her siblings wouldn’t say why. She had a little sister she’d never met, who worshipped the thought of her like an idol. Her siblings welcomed her back with open arms, in particular Lyellan. They were at first frightened by her magic, but they soon learned to ignore it, just being happy to have their sister back. And so they settled for another few months. Lyriia started learning harp and singing from Lyellan, who had apparently been training to be a bard. She acted as healer for the fairy community. All was well and good. But days would go by where she sat on a tiny branch and looked over the edge at the torches flickering below, wondering if she might not find another adventure down on the ground.[/hider] [hider=Factoids about her family] [color=ed1c24]Gaeven:[/color] Hunter/gatherer, family's breadwinner. Birthday: 7th of Vermillio 288 DM [color=a2d39c]Mykiel:[/color] Herbalist. Birthday: 14th of Ceruleo 291 DM [color=0072bc]Lyellan:[/color] Squire of Captain Knight Kalim. Birthday: 1st stretch of 1st of Jadeyan 294 DM [color=fff200]Kintaer:[/color] Hunter. Birthday: 3rd of Saffra 295 DM [color=bc8dbf]Kierie:[/color] Apprentice Jeweler. Birthday: 4th of Mauven 298 DM [/hider] [hider=Skills] Medicine (51) Aerobatics (6[+30]) Healing Magic (19) Observation (9) Leadership (9) Weapon {Dagger} (8) Herbalism (6) Music {Lyre} (5) Music {Vocal} (5) Slingshot (5) Socialization (6) Bodybuilding (2) Flirting (1) Logic (1) Land Navigation (1) Persuasion (1) Stealth (1) Subterfuge (1) Starting: 90 Racial Bonus: 30 Story Rewards: 45 [/hider] [hider=Possessions] Quantity | Item | Acquired| Value 1 | Artisan’s Outfit, Healer’s | Starting | 1 GP 10 | Peasant outfit | Starting | 1 GP 1 | Lyre | Starting | 2 GP 1 | Dagger | Starting | 2 GP 5 | Sling | Starting | 5 SP 50 | Sling Pellets | Starting | 5 SP 1 | Ammo Pouch | Starting | Free 1 | Healer’s Kit | Starting | 50 GP 1 | Waterskin | Starting | 1 GP [/hider] [hider=Knowledge] Contact: Captain Knight Kalim, the Crazy Katzheer Ebonfort Law: Magic isn't Illegal Kalim: Absolutely Hates Paperwork Kalim: Son of a Farmer Kalim: Knight Victorious Contact: Warden Knight Drisceya Ebonfort History: Stone Crest joined in 250 DM Thought: "I'm the first known mage since the Death of Magic." Ebonfort Law: Protocols for adding a new village Guilty Thought: Trading Brother for Village Contact: Ahmal Ervallen [/hider] [hider=Other Things] 8th Jadeyan: Migraines, bodily pain, exhaustion for 10 days, full recovery naturally. [/hider] [b]Ledger:[/b] Cost | Item | Subtotal +100gp | Starting money | 100gp, 0sp, 0cp. -12gp 6 sp | Expenses for Crimsia | 87gp, 4sp, 0cp. +244 GP | Pay for Ceruleo | 331gp, 4sp, 0cp. +472 GP | Pay for Jadeyan | 803gp, 4sp, 0cp 2 gp/day | Wages (Apprentice Healer) [b]Story List:[/b] Date - URL - Characters involved 39th Crimsia 300 - [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/84757-who-are-you-ebonfort/ic]Who Are You?![/url] - Lyriia Elenye (Complete) 8th Jadeyan 301 - [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/89898-fairies-shouldnt-fly-alone-ebonfort/ic]Fairies Shouldn't Fly Alone[/url] - Lyriia Elenye and Ahmal Ervallen (Complete)