Name: Eira
Gender: Female
Age: 17 (appears much younger, childlike)
Height: 4'9"
Weight: Possibly 108 lbs, soaking wet
Appearance:
(With her brother, Feiran)
Personality:
- Reserved
- Observant
- Because of her upbringing, she gives off the impression that she much prefers her own company to that of other people, but this couldn't be further from the truth.
- Eira is a mute, thanks to a childhood accident; people often mistake her silence for snobbishness, aloofness
- Often hesitant to try new things, due to a fear of failure
- Loves music, loves to dance. Used to sing, before her accident
- Has trouble opening up to people
- Communicates in writing and the language of signs
- Spends more time daydreaming than she does learning potions and herbs
- Secret romantic behind the aloof "perfect princess" outer shell
- Stubborn
Bio:
Before Eira was even dreamed of, when her parents were young lovers, only first settling into their marriage, they lived in the kingdom of Facilya. They were poor, barely making it in the slums of the canals, when Lyra found herself with child. Gwyn, realizing that soon they'd have another mouth to feed, decided to follow his dream and set up his own bookshop. He dealt with the peddlers who traveled from city to city, trading what little he had for antique tomes that the rich might find useful, and through his bartering, he managed to earn quite the sum for his fledgling family. Lyra had given birth to a healthy baby boy whom they named Feiran, and for some time, life was good.
When Feiran was nine years old, Gwyn ran afoul of some of the more violent of crooks that controlled the crime of the city. He had borrowed money in an effort to start his little shop, and though he had paid off the amount he'd been loaned, they were demanding more money from him, money that he discovered he couldn't (and wasn't willing) to pay: Lyra was heavily pregnant with another child. Several threats were made against himself and his family, and fearing for their lives, he gathered up their worldly belongings and made a run for it, his wife and son in tow.
Desperately, they fled Facilya, seeking a place to hide, a place where they could start over and raise their small family in peace. On the outskirts of Aeniasu, they were forced to call a halt to their march, for Lyra was giving birth, whether they were ready or not. Unfortunately, just as the new child had left her mother's body and was cleaned and wrapped, hired thugs found the family and mercilessly slaughtered the parents. Only Feiran escaped the massacre with his newborn sister, Eira. He stumbled through the labyrinthine forest, unsure of where to go or which direction to take, and finally collapsed, after two days' walk, in one of the crumbling ruins.
At that time, a Fae appeared to him, and bestowed upon his sister her Amulet. The Fae, taking pity on the two small orphans, directed his steps to Alaurwen, where Feiran was sure to find work to support himself and his sibling.
Eira grew up in the knowledge that it was her and her brother against the rest of the world. While she took for granted, as a child, his protection and hard work to keep them alive, she loved him dearly and hero-worshiped him. Though their lives were far from ideal, they had managed to find refuge in the swamp village, living in a simple hut with an old alchemist who, having had no children of her own, took them in.
The older she grew, the more the village boys began to shower her with attention. Eira was devoted to her brother and her substitute mother, and she paid them little mind... until one afternoon, when she was cornered while out picking herbs. She was a fragile thing, small and delicate, and would have been lost to their grasping hands, had her brother not shown up to rescue. His Amulet had given him Foresight, though the power didn't always show up in a time that would allow him to do anything about the events that were unfolding. Fortunately, in this instance, however, it had, and he fought the boys off of his sister. One of them, intent on getting his hands on the pretty child who hid behind her brother, ran Feiran through with his sword, practically gutting the young man, and slicing into the throat of the girl at his back.
Realizing that he'd just committed murder, the boy ran away, leaving Feiran to die and his sister to bleed out. Terrified, Eira's Amulet activated for the first time since it had been given to her, and she discovered that she had the ability to sprout wings. She flew into the village, her neck still possessed of a gaping hole, and collapsed in the center of a crowd of confused townsfolk.
She woke up, a few days later, just in time to attend the funeral of her brother. Since then, she has spoken not a single word, both by choice and because her vocal chords were damaged from the attack, rendering her incapable of speech. Eira withdrew into herself, allowing no one inside, and her sunny nature vanished behind thick, dark clouds. Nowadays, she carries herself as a cold, aloof princess might, unwilling to engage with others first.
Amulet:
Amulet Power: Wind/Flight. It allows her to sprout wings and fly. She is still in the process of learning to actually fly, rather than glide around and smash into things. She can stay aloft for perhaps five minutes before crashing. She's not the most graceful of fliers.
*Wisp Appearance:
Familiar Form Appearance:
*Other: In her familiar form, she is capable of manipulating wind into attacks. This power is limited, however; when she is on the ground, the attacks contain more power. When she is in flight, the attacks are weak, barely a small gust of wind that most people would not even feel.
Her eyes when she is in her familiar form:
