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[hider=Kayleigh Jeikos][center][h1][colour=limegreen]Kayleigh Jeikos[/colour][/h1][/center]
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[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Full Name} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Avelith Lockheart[/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Age} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]124[/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Species} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Half-breed Human/Dragon[/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Gender} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Female [/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Alignment} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Chaotic Good [/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] World [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Valkoria.[/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Appearance} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]From a distance Kayleigh looks no different to a normal human woman aged 20-25, standing at 5’8” with pale white skin and long red hair tied back in a braid but upon closer inspection, it is clear that she is anything but. Running across her entire body is a thin layer of scaling barely visible to the naked eye as its pigment matches her skin perfectly; it is only on her forearms and lower legs where it becomes openly visible. With almost golden like patches of scaling forming as Greaves and Gauntlets. Constantly training or away fighting, Kayleigh is in almost peak physical condition at all times but has never been overly muscular, often being told that if she weren't an abomination her near perfectly toned figure and pretty face would make her quite a hit at the local brothel.[/indent]

[indent]There is one other major oddity, however. Upon her back, Kayleigh bears a tattoo which was given to her at a young age. “Aan Kul Gein Neh Yah Kein. Nuz Aan Onik Gein Ulse Lost Koraav Fah Nii.” Roughly translating to “A good person never seeks war. But a wise one eternally has awareness for it.” in the tongue of the Dragons.[/indent] 

[indent]Precious few have seen her without some form of armour on, be it her more comfortable and slightly form-fitting fabric under armour or the full suit of hand-crafted enchanted armour, Kayleigh doesn't like to expose herself very often due to the outright hatred and racism she has faced. Her armour and weapons green tinge comes from the metal with which it is crafted, Nepryx, a rare metal found mostly in the dwarven holds and when mixed with steel when crafting weapons and armour, gives the item crafted enchanted properties and when mixed with a half-breed's ability to control lightning gives their equipment a hefty advantage in combat.[/indent]

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Physical Abilities} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
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[*]Fire resistance: Owing to her naturally occurring scales Kayleigh is almost immune to fire damage just like her pure Dragon cousins. 

[*]Defensive fighter: Though she has always preferred a melee brawl to hurling endless spells around Kayleigh has never been one to commit aggressively to a fight, preferring to put her opponents on the back foot by blocking their blows instead of outright attacking, frustration is the name of the game and an opponent's frustration leads to mistakes which is when Kayleigh strikes. 

[*]Heightened senses: Kayleigh's heritage has been both a blessing and a curse for her entire life, while the outright racism and intolerance she can face while on missions certainly put a damper on things the increase in her senses goes just a little way to make life easier while out and about. Compared to a normal mortal it seems like Kayleigh has a sixth sense given her almost perfect reaction times in fights, but in truth, it comes down once again to her heritage over anything else. 

[*]Inhuman strength: Much like her 5 senses being amplified her physical strength is also fat beyond that of a mere mortal. Able to put a hole through a stone wall with her bare fist with little to no effort. 

[*]Enchanted equipment: Having to learn to both make and maintain your own armour and weapon gave young Kayleigh a sense of responsibility towards her equipment, the fact that her sword also contains a fragment of her very soul also provides a little incentive too. Made from a mix of Nepryx and Steel her equipment has a slight greenish tinge compared to normal armour and weapons but it is this green tinge that reveals its power. Able to act as a conduit for her lightning abilities in order to be more useful against her Draconic foes.
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[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Magical Abilities} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
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[*]Though magic of both the offensive and defensive types comes naturally to her Kayleigh has always preferred the clashing of metal to the waving of hands in order to best an opponent, though this doesn't mean she won't use magic in order to gain an advantage. 

[*]Lightning arrow: Conjures a bow of pure lightning energy and once drawn backfires a lightning bolt up to 100m before it dissipates.  

[*]Lightning Spear: With a click of her fingers a bolt of pure lightning manifests in her hand, able to be used as a shocky whack stick or thrown at opponents, although it lacks armour piercing ability it can deal tremendous shock damage to lightly armoured foes. 

[*]Fire mastery: Mastery of fire is perhaps the most natural ability a half-breed has in their arsenal coming as naturally to them as breathing does. Be it spouting torrents of fire from their hands to hurling balls of fire at opponents the world's greatest equaliser can be like putty in her hands. 
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[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Limitations} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
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[*]Weakness to Lightning: The double edge to her near immunity to fire is a rather hefty intolerance to Lightning damage, another near mirror match of her Dragon cousins means that the very element she wields to slay them can slay her just as easily if not more so. 

[*]Powerful yet costly magic: While the magical abilities available at Kayleigh’s fingertips are undoubtedly powerful, being able to bring down a dragon with a click of her fingers is no easy feat, rapid use of her spells consumes almost all of her mana in only 4-5 uses. 

[*]Headstrong: Often taking her abilities for granted Kayleigh feels a certain sense of superiority over mere mortals. And while completely true it has on more than one occasion cost the lives of the people she was supposed to protect. 
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[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Equipment} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
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[*]“Hind”: Translating to hope from Dragon tongue, It has been Kayleigh’s best friend and savior since she was 23. Forged in the sacred forge of The Order and imbued with a part of her very soul this sword has a kill count higher than some entire armies.  
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[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Personality} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Kayleigh can often come across as reclusive in social settings. Mostly as a result of being ostracized for being the only true half-breed among her peers Kayleigh prefers to keep to herself and the few who are actually close to her. Very rarely are her true thoughts known except when absolutely vital Kayleigh prefers to wear her heart on her cheek rather than her sleeve. The only time she openly states her feelings is when it comes to her name, despite everything she learned when the truth about her past came out she chose to continue living as Kayleigh instead of changing her name back to Avelith, she'd spent over 100 years not knowing anything else so why should she change it. To date the only person allowed to call her Avelith and not receive an earful is her father.[/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Place of Origin} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Born out of the unlikely relationship between a human fire mage and the then High Queen of the Dragons, Kayleigh was always destined to have anything but a normal life. Born Avelith Lockheart in a human village far in the north of the Dwarven Holds territory she was orphaned aged 5 after her mother's untimely death in suspicious circumstances, her father gave her to The Order fearing the same fate could befall her. The Order would hide her identity by giving her a complete name change and hiding all records of her family and her past in their archives. Though she would eventually find out the truth about her past it would not change her mind about who she was, having lived as Kayleigh for over 100 years. Growing up in The Order was in no way easy compared to the life she could have had, most of her education was spent honing her abilities in magic usage and being taught to wield a sword since she was old enough to lift one has left her rather numb to the world outside of The Order's castles.[/indent] 

[colour=Limegreen][b]|[u] {Background} [/u]|[/b][/colour] 
[indent]Completing her trials aged 25 Kayleigh became a full operative in The Order and was assigned to a slayer team by age 30. Her master Jaghu whom she had come to see as her father figure would be made the mentor of her team, along with the teams Mage Marcus Allbright and an archer named Falkir Vel'ath, they would become one of The Orders most successful hunt teams, undertaking missions in almost every part of the realm no matter the abuse they would receive. This would be the norm for many years, going on assignments to villages and towns being terrorised by Dragons or their forces. Life would remain the same for almost 100 years, a life of training, fighting, sleeping, rinsing and repeating. Her differences compared to other Order Members left her mostly ostracised by all but her own team who had come to see her as their little sister in a way.[/indent] 

[indent]Once the information about her past came to light one might have thought that Kayleigh would respond with outrage or violence given everything that had been hidden from her. But it would be just the opposite that happened, when her master who’d been given the unenviable job of telling her that technically she was High Queen of the entire realm and that The Order had hidden it from her, sat down and told her, Kayleigh's response was a simple shrug of the shoulders, In fact the only piece of information that got any sort of a response from her was that her father was still alive and that she and she was permitted to meet him. It baffled many that she could be so indifferent to this news but to Kayleigh she didn’t care, a lifetime of racism, sexism, and assaults had left their mark and as a result she was now numb to caring about anything or anyone but herself and her friends, let alone being a queen of people that hated her very existence.[/indent]  

[indent]For the last 20 years Kayleigh would begin to form a relationship with her father, meeting him at the palace in the Valley of the Damned was emotional at first, her father broke down in tears and even the Royal Black Guard bowed before her, according to them she was the spitting image of her mother and they couldn’t be happier. The mood dampened when she informed them that she had no intention of taking the throne despite it being rightfully hers, but this would not stop her father doting on her as he had always wanted to. However, outside of this, she would experience perhaps the lowest point of her life. Being left to feel cheap and used at the hands of a monstrous Dragon and his conniving truce deal with The Order Kayleigh would fall into a depression after having her child quite literally ripped from her arms only hours after it was born. Yet the lowest of lows would also lead Kayleigh to her highest of highs, after sharing her moments of weakness with Marcus, the teammate she trusted most and she would come to rely on the man emotionally over the next few years. However, any sense of happiness and normalcy that Marcus brought back to her life would all be cut short with the arrival of a stranger from another world.[/indent] 

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Kayleigh woke to the sound of commotion coming from the entrance to her tent, her eyes slowly crept open onto what would prove the most fateful day in her life. She pulled the blanket off of her and removed Marcus’s arm from its tight grip around her waist. Their small tent only big enough for the two of them rested on the edge of the Imperial army’s camp, better they were separated from the human troops than dragged from their tents in the night. 20 minutes later her and Marcus were gathered with the rest of their team and many others from various Order bases, rumours had spread of a visitor from another world who had promised the Dragons the power to reclaim their rule over Valkoria, rumours that were confirmed in a meeting with her father, both The Order and the Imperial Government of the Golden Dawn were determined to stop this so while they waited upon reinforcements from the rest of the nations of the realm they would engage in a delaying action in the frozen valley to the camps north.  

The field of battle was almost entirely open, giving the Dragon forces a natural advantage since there would be no cover for the human soldiers to hide from their flames save for a small village in the valley's basin which had yet to be evacuated. Kayleigh and her team would be sent ahead to achieve just that, arriving in the early morning before the battle had begun, they began directing civilians away towards the Human lines, late into the morning as the two sides began their long march towards one another Kayleigh and her team were wrapping up when she heard screaming coming from the towns church. It was after finding and evacuating a small group of children that Kayleigh would almost bite the bullet or rather arrow in this case as she was knocked over after an arrow struck her shoulder which rendered her unconscious after hitting her head on the way down. 

Kayleigh would awake hours later to scenes straight out of someone’s nightmares the town was ablaze, soldiers clashing and dying all around her, the skies filled with the roars of great Dragons and Imperial Griffons dueling for supremacy, yet it was what she would witness next which would truly terrify her. From the mountain overlooking the valley, a bolt of lightning would strike and from its smoke would arise Lord Avridorn, head of the Dragon Council and with one mighty roar, he unleashed a wave of energy that vaporised every mortal in the valley. Kayleigh found herself alone suddenly, wandering the burning town trying to piece together what had happened, how did they obtain that sort of power and where was her team or the other Slayers. Even in her disorientated state, she could make out the sound of hooves closing in on her, as she began fading to black, she saw the horse with her father atop it. Despite being a mortal himself he had survived the blast somehow and had specifically come to find her, while trying to help her regain consciousness he explained that this visitor who he called Pride had given the Dragons the power they had just demonstrated and in return for their loyalty she would help them take back control of the realm. And though still dazed and confused from the blast he would open a portal to another realm and send her through to help her escape the probable execution that she would face in Valkoria. Blowing a final kiss to his daughter he closed the portal leaving her alone, dazed and confused in this strange new world but introductions would have to wait as soon after she would blackout from her exhaustion with the lights of a settlement not far from her.   

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Kayleigh is accepted