She was far from home. Far from the usual sweep of wind that brought sprinkles of sunshine dotting the forest floor, or the ginger rumble of ocean as it battled the land. She was a way from her home land, for everything she had held dear and everything she had come to know. Now... She was stepping into new terrain that spoke of an unimaginable adventure that she hoped loomed ahead. The Half-Demoness rose her feminine visage up towards the peaks of sunlight that glowed in the morning air, crawling sluggishly up and over the monolith silhouette of a mountain range that crouched upon the horizon. The jagged and torn vertebrae of the earth. She gazed thoughtfully over the new land, her mind twirling with the new possibilities she could seize in her dainty yet powerful grip. Krier swept her cyan gaze downwards, a sheen of fiery orange slithered through the ebony pools that were her pupils, indicating the slumbering power that coiled within the core of the female fire demon. A sigh rippled from past parted lips, drawing her pallid finger tips across her left palm, tracing the faint yet still noticeable scar of a time long ago. When she was new to her old home. She recalled the moment in her first attempt to use her power. Instead of burning the tree, the sudden burst of high energy recoiled and damaged her palm where the blemish now still lingered upon delicate skin. Her muscles rippled faintly beneath the epidermis, a cyan flicker and then blaze taking form within the same palm, having no affect to the bodily tissues of Krier. She peered upwards, resting her cranium back against the trunk of the spruce she rested against, feminine lashes dusting faint rosy cheeks as she gave a blink up to the brightening blue sky. Tresses of midnight fell around the countenance of the demoness, having been cut short to resemble a renewal to herself as well as being in a new land. What would this land bring her however... New life? New love? New friends? New insanity? New horror?