Name: Klisa Bay
Guild: Lunar Raven
Guild Mark Location: Left palm, is a deep-sea green
Magic Type: Sea Dragon Slayer ( Second Gen )
Considered the 'mirror' of sky dragon slayer magic. While the user can demonstrate the ability to attack by generating seawater, as the Sky dragon slayer is able to enhance their ally's abilities, the Sea dragon slayer is more suited to weakening and disabling opponents.
These 'de-buffing' spells are still an imperfect art of hers, having had been a self-taught slayer. She can only cast one de-buffing spell on one target, she is unable to double down her debuffs on one person. She can cast each spell on as many individual targets as her stamina allows, but it would drain her magic significantly and rapidly. Known Spells::
Sea Dragon Roar ( of course )
-A massive, whirling torrent of seawater issues forth from the user's mouth. It is like a whirlpool, tidal wave, and a riptide all at once, it is by far her most powerful spell, though she can only seem to use it about once a day at the moment, even with an abundant of the amount of water to 'eat' afterward.
Sea Dragon Fang
-A fierce swipe of her hand is followed closely by a forceful rush of water that can connect with her foe with all the force of a hammer blow. Her go-to close range, offensive attack. By no means an overtly impressive form of attack, it is strong enough to give the young girl claws to keep foes wary of approach.
Sea Dragon Claw
- Much like the fang attack, but it is a kick instead. Considered the stronger of the two it is more 'sharp' where the fang is more blunt in nature. With a greater deal of force, the water made is thinner and more concentrated, making it into a keen edge she can use this move to slice through thick, hardwood, or inflict greater damage on a foe; but likewise it has a much more significant effect on her stamina.
Draining Low Tide
The spell, while active will drain the foe of strength and endurance, making them feel as if their power is being drawn away from them. It is far from a spell that would instantly reduce a man to complete weakness, and the stronger the foe the longer it would take for them to have visible effects on there power, but in the heat of combat and apply well it is a good way to have a foe's endurance being spent twice as fast and to gradually reduce them to being breathless and weak. As soon as she stops maintaining the spell there endurance will begin to trickle back in, quicker than it left, so its best for this movie to be released once the foe is incapacitated or otherwise unable to fight.
Heavy High Tide
The spell, while active, will force an impressive amount of pressure on the foe, making their body weight feel as if it has increased and given them the sensation that they are moving as if they were at the bottom of the sea. A good technique for slowing down a foe. How much pressure is actually applied to the enemy is based on how much power she puts into it. At most she can make them feel as if their weight is increased times 5, and while that can force many foes to their knees, she will quickly burn through her stamina trying to maintain such a force.
Withering Red Tide
- A spell that can be inflicted on only one foe at a time. The spell, while active, significantly drains the offensive power of spells. This only effects spell power and only very externally offensive spells. This will have no effect on the targets of physical strength or abilities that augment their physical power. But if your foe is trying to roast you with a raging inferno or pierce you with a deadly shadow spear, while under this spell he is more likely to produce a minor fireball or harmless shade.
Magic Rank: A ( though less kind member might consider her B+ )
Good on her feet, nimble and swift, she relays on her grave and speed to carry her in combat.
Thanks to that dragon-like toughness she can really take a blow
She has a kind and Caring Nature, she understands well what it's like to be the outsider or in a bad situation and tends to treat those around her with great compassion. This does come with the flip side of nothing pisses her off more than somebody or something messing with a friend.
Low magical stamina, even before she had to try and fule the raw power of dragon slayer spells, she never had a big magical gas tank.
Inexperienced; She spend most of her life has a maid, and is still rather new to being a guild wizard or dragon slayer.
Not a great solo fighter, her offensive capabilities are rather limited. She doesn't tend to do well when working on her own, quickly exhausting herself or finding she is outmatched. SHe works best fighting with others.
Klisa, while not quite a wallflower, doesn't miss the mark by much. It would be best to say that she does not have a very strong personality. The general impression you'd get from anyone else in the guild is along the lines of 'Klisa is a diligent, kind young woman, though perhaps a bit quiet and tends to leave herself on the sidelines.' Which is all true enough. She is pleasant and outgoing enough in familiar settings or around those she trusts, but she tends to be very soft-spoken and gentle in most situations, tending to 'go with the flow' in situations where she is out of her element. That being said, she will not shy away from conflict. She made a serious promise to herself to not let others walk all over her, or those she cares about. Nothing will make her find her voice and assertiveness more than a friend in need.
Klisa is the illegitimate child of a peasant woman and a business tycoon turned nobleman through marriage and success. She lived the first few years with her mother, who passed due to a sickness in her lungs. An only child, she had no other family that anyone knew. But instead of being a child left to die in the streets her father, Sir Hightower, took her into his home. Despite that he did not openly recognize her as his child in any official form and rarely even in private. To this day she does not truly know if her father ever held any real feelings for her or her mother to inspire him into saving her from certain death on the streets, or if it was simply because he wanted her out of the public spotlight, where his bastard child could be easily kept under wraps and would not harm his public image. She lived, more or less, as a maid-servant in his household. Most of her raising and caring were given to her by the other servants of the house. She was a diligent worker, hoping that being so would garner attention from her father, and perhaps even praise. But Sir Hightower was a very busy man dealing with both politics and business kept him off the estate most of the time.
She was not the only child in the house, the other was her fathers and his noble lady wife's son. A boy only a year or so younger than herself. This had her interacting quite often with him as well as Sir Hightower's wife, who knew of Klisa's scandalous origins. She was the kind of prideful noble lady that had a hard enough time dealing with the blow to her honor that her husband would conceive a child with a commoner, much less the unforgivable insult of bringing that child into their home. The woman didn't make life easy on Klisa. She was a talented mage and schemer and did many things to make Klisa's life hard and treat her with disdain and contempt. Klisa and the son had started out as something close to friends, but children are known to imitate the parents and it wasn't too long before the boy was just as spiteful to her as the mother was.
While doing her best to keep tabs on her father, around the time she turned 10, she noted a pattern of sorts. She had heard her mother had been a magic-user of some sort, a humble but respect specialist among the local guilds. Her father's Wife was a talented magic user from a long family of highborn, well-bred, mages. Much of the time he was home was spent admiring his son's progress in developing magical skills. Clearly her father loved magic, she thought if she could use magic as well, perhaps she could get the attention and love she craved from her distant father.
She took to studying under one of the servants, the one who had most closely raised and cared for her. He was an elderly man, but had studied magic in his youth and had enough know-how to teach her the basics. Klisa's natural affinity seemed to be with water magic. 5 years passed and though her skills steadily grew, especially given she had taken to sneaking into Lady Hightowers library and reading some of her magic books, she felt she paled in comparison to her half brother who had a more proper teacher, more time to focus on training, and had been practicing longer.
Then one day, she heard some servant talking about some sort of major purchase the Hightower family had made. Of some sort of rare and powerful magical item. A Larcime filled with a lost kind of magic. She felt this was her chance to do something incredible and get her fathers approval and acceptance. If she could make it so she could use the lost magic in that Larcime she'd surely prove to be a good enough mage for her father's attention. She snuck into the storage room late one night and after much searching found what she was looking for.
It hadn't quite been like other Larcime she had seen before. It was roughly shaped, jagged and more opaque. It was the most brilliant green-blue she had ever seen, as if someone had turned the sea into a broken shard of glass. Gingerly she reached out to take hold of it, but as soon as her fingers touched it she blacked out. She wasn't sure what happened, but she remembered a great deal of pain.
Next thing she knew, she had woken up in a bed, and most of the household standing about it, including her father, his wife, and her half-brother. She was informed that she had stolen something meant for her half-brother, and such theft could not be tolerated, not even from her. So as punishment, as soon as she was well, she was to leave the household and never return. Delirious, in pain, and utterly heartbroken by this news Klisa could do little other than weep in response. Her Father, his wife, her-half brother as well as many of the servants left her alone. Those servant closest to her and most like her family remained to care and comfort her. Eventually it was just her and the servant who had acted as her magic teacher.
When they were alone, he asked her to try to use magic. While it took some coaxing for her to even attempt she got a very unique surprise. Her magic type before had been a water casting type, but she ended up producing was something like a claw of swirling, green-blue, saltwater about her hand rather than the clear blue little ball she had tried to make. It seems she had successfully absorbed the Larcime of the Sea Dragon. He told her not everyone could have done such a thing, and that doing so meant that she was a great mage indeed.
The praise felt like a hollow victory to her at this point, she asked him where could she go or what she could do. All she had ever known was living in this estate with him and the other servants.
He told her that when he was younger he had studied magic so that he may one day join a guild, He had always admired the guilds and their mages. He had never seen closer comrades or braver warriors. Due to various circumstances he never gathered up the courage to join one...but if he was here, with this new power and nothing to hold her down here anymore, he'd at least go check it out, perhaps she'd find one she liked. Around others who would see her as equals, as comrades, as family.
Apprehensive and nervous, but with no other real option she did just that. Once she recovered and was discharged from the Hightower estate she made her way around the kingdom investigating various guilds. She eventually found herself at Lunar Raven, and she has enjoyed her last three years there to say the very least.