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Aila
Aila is pretty much portrayed exactly as in the picture-- blue hair, minimal clothing/armor (what can I say? She's a free spirit) even down to the ferret! She stands at an oddly intimidating 5'8" with a muscled warrior-esque build, as well as large light-reflecting grey eyes and slightly tanned skin; often, as portrayed, Aila sports bandages and wounds-- but mostly due to her own clumsiness rather than battlescars.

Personality

Aila's worrisomeness is masked efficiently enough by a genuine curious quality, as well as a usually-optimistic, if excessively sarcastic, demeanor. While she is hopelessly naiive and most of the time clueless and blunt, as well as inescapably clumsy, she is also a caring person who is ready to laugh. Aila is a free spirit, and tends to do what she wants, bothering little to conform to any set of rules or regulations.
Teki is like the little voice in her head; the conscience and voice of reason. However, Aila is immune to his 'ferret eyes' and his guilt traps, and rarely listens to the advice and orders he gives.

Equipment

Her giant broadsword, as well as her 'ability' (or curse, as she sometimes views it) to randomly teleport without explanation or a definitive trigger.

History

Aila woke up in a dark, decaying forest of petrified wood at the appearance age of about twelve. She had, and has, no idea and no memory of her life before the exact moment her eyes opened to reveal a darkened grey sky. No one does. No one knows. She woke up in a dress-like, indefined cloudy grey garment and with Teki the ferret seated on her belly.
Shocked, stunned, and very, very confused, Aila was at this point more curious than scared. As it happened, an elf mage named Arachius happened through the woods and discovered her there. He took her and led her to the nearest village, careful to be discreet, and since then the two had been traveling together.
As she discovered while playing around a weapon shop at appearance age fourteen, Aila had/has a natural affinity to the broadsword, and when picking the item up, was easily able to heft it even though many grown men had trouble doing so. Of course, being naturally clumsy, she managed to break half the things in the store-- which Arachius had to pay for, as her unofficial guradian-- although she showed great potential with it.
Being a mage on the go, or maybe a wanted criminal, however, Arachius had no time to stick around in the town they were in, so Aila taught herself strategies and techniques-- invented by herself-- over the course of three years of nonstop traveling. By the time she appeared seventeen, two or three years prior to her current state, she was a master at her own unique little techniques.
Over this time, too, she began to develop romantic feelings towards her previously solely-father-figure-esque guardian, Arachius, who had to be at least fifteen years older than her-- in human time. Him being an elf, he could be centuries old-- he had not aged a day since Aila had met him in the dark, barren clearing. She tried to deny these feelings, which somehow only intensified him. Just as she was preparing to admit to all-out love for him, to him...
And then it happened again.
Aila woke up suddenly and inexplicably in the middle of a little green glade in the middle of the night. She had done it again-- except this time she remembered her past, and most especially, Arachius.
That was when Teki began to speak.
Teki had been her companion and pet for years; but never in those years had he ever spoken. When he did speak, Teki refused to talk about her past before the day she woke up in the forest at appearance age twelve-- which he apparently knew about-- but told her about her 'ability'. If Aila tried hard enough, she could harness it and be able to teleport, in a way.
Of course, mastering it would be harder than it looked-- since Aila had no idea how to teleport, and Teki refused to tell her.
So, since then Aila has been searching on foot for her lost master, bickering incissently with Teki the talking ferret; her broken heart at being separated by Arachius masked by a happy demeanor. Last week, she found out he had literally disappeared. And hadn't been seen in two years-- since the date she woke up in the grassy little glade. She blames herself, worrying whether her 'ability' had caused Arachius to disappear off the face of the Earth.

Aila's Story