[fieldbox="Spark, red, solid"]
Bio- Red/orange hair that waves and blows like fire. Her eyes share a similar color to her hair, and her pale skin is covered in strange swirling runes that match this color as well. She often wears dark colors, preferring reddish browns and deep grays. She typically puts up a wall between herself and other people, as she prefers to be alone. She isn't trusting, and is also incredibly quick to anger. However, if you can manage to get past the crusty exterior, there is a very soft and sensitive girl at the center.
Race- She used to be an elf, and could probably still qualify as one, but now fire runs through her veins, and she's something... More.
Magic Type?(y/n)- Hell to the yes.
If yes, type?- Spark possesses absolute control over fire. Through the events of her past, she has become one with the flames, and can easily bend them to her will. She cannot be harmed by flames, as her body has become accustomed to the heat associated with the blaze, and she has accepted the heat and flame as part of herself. She is also able to absorb flames she comes into contact with, and stores the power so she can shoot blasts of flame. Without any stored power, she can only control fire that is already present, not create it.
Weapon(s) of choice-
WHO NEEDS WEAPONS WHEN YOU'VE GOT FIRE?
Backstory- Since before she could remember, Spark was merely an experiment of a twisted mage. He performed countless tests and experiments, trying to merge the girl's body with fire. He wanted to create magic that could transform a person into fire at will, then change them back. He only had one subject to perform his tests on, so he had to be very careful about how hard he pushed the girl. It became clear very quickly that the experiments were making progress, and that Spark was getting closer and closer to becoming a flame herself. When he took the girl, she had chestnut brown hair, and emerald green eyes. After years of being put to the flames, Spark's hair and eyes gradually changed color, becoming more like the flames that her body was forced to endure.
He would bombard the girl with a magic fire of his own design. Its intention was to bond with the target's body rather than destroy it, as most flames did. However, they were still as hot as normal flames. This meant that it felt like the subject was burning, but in reality, they were unharmed. He did this daily for many years, and gradually, she showed progress. She became resilient, and no longer felt pain from the heat of the fire. Her hair and eyes changed to show that she was becoming more like the flames. After many years, her skin began to absorb the flames that he bombarded her with. However, unbeknownst to him, the flames also began to speak to her.
To the poor girl confined in his lab, the mage and the pain of the flames was all she had ever known. She believed in her heart that it was her destiny to become one with the flames, and that there was no other purpose for her life. She believed in this sad existence for a long time, until one day, a voice from within the flames began to speak to her. It told her how her life could be different, and it told her of a world beyond the four walls she was confined to. It told her about forests, oceans, deserts, and so many other places in the world beyond her imagination. After weeks of hearing about the better world beyond the lab, the flames started to tell her how to control them. They told her how to manipulate other flames, and how to use the fire already built up within herself.
Finally convinced that the mage was evil (and he totally was), the girl unleashed the flames built up within herself, shouting to the man about how she would escape to see the forests and deserts and oceans. At first, he held her flames at bay, as he was a master pyromancer. "You are but a spark in the wind compared to my power!" he shouted at her over the roar of the flames. However, there was a small miscalculation on his part. He wasn't fighting her power. He was fighting his own power, which had been building up within the girl since she became able to absorb his flames. He didn't stand a chance. She obliterated the mage, the lab, the building it was in, and a good chunk of surrounding woods. She rose from the ashes of the house with fire still dancing across her body. The flames settled into loops and swirls across her chest, back, down her arms, and at the corners of her eyes, marks that would remain on her body for the rest of her life. She decided to take her name from the last thing the mage said to her. If she was to be little more than a spark on the wind, so be it. And so, facing the unfamiliar world before her as a new person, Spark set out on her journey. [/fieldbox]
