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Description

She is beautiful.
Her hair, cascading to the small of her straight back in elegantly thick
waves, is like dark, liquid flame, streaked with fiery cinnamon, amber,
copper, gold, bronze, chestnut, and sorrel sparks.
Her eyes are a deep, vivid sapphire blue, flecked with silver sparks.
Long lashes catch light like droplets of flaming rain.
She is tall at 6', and lithe. Her hips are slim, strong, and appealing.
Her waist has a natural, hourglass shape to it, accentuated by the tight
bodice of her gown.
Her legs are long, sinewy, graceful, and powerful. Her arms are strong,
lightly muscled. Her fingers are long, and slim, but have strength to their
grip.
Her chest is well grown, her neck is slim, but
a scar runs horizontally across the creamy skin.
This scar came close to the great veins of her throat, but missed by inches.
It happened when she was twelve. In the Battle. Mhorvanjus had
managed to slash at her throat, just before her blade killed him.
Her injury was not as severe as it could have, and should have, been.
She was able to kill Mhorve.
If you are lucky enough to see her in the nude, you would
see a large slash across her right side, on her waist.
This, too, came from Mhorve's blade, as did the one on her
upper left thigh.
She has a stubborn, clearly Scots, chin, high cheek bones, and a straight,
well formed nose. Her mouth is well set, with soft, full lips. She weighs
around 160 lbs.
She is about twenty years in age.

Personality

Great courage, but she is very wary of strangers. However, she has an intense urge to heal the wounded, especially when she smells the blood from a wound.
She is a good leader, but for now, she is unwilling to travel with anyone, unless it is an animal.
In battle, you don't want to be her enemy. She is a badass fighter,and knows it.

Equipment

Her longsword, which is Elven made. It's blade constantly glows a fierce blue in battle, a comforting gold in peace.
Her claws, fangs, and hooves, when she is in animal forms.

Her medicine bag. While she can heal others, she cannot use her magic to heal herself, so she must use herbs.

: ABILITIES:
Fine Dancer: Her steps are lithe and graceful. She dances mainly in battle.

Shifter: Can shift Forms into any creature. She can also use her
imagination to Shift into a Form of a creature that she has never seen.

Healing Blood (new)
Her blood heals injuries internally when consumed.
This and the Healing touch, were both endowed to her by a Kitsune
Mage, Amadious.

Healing Touch: Her touch has the ability to heal minor to severe external
injuries.

Magic Craft: She is unaware of how much powerful magic she carries in her. Most of it has not yet been tapped into yet. Her magic strength varies from Form to Form. It is strongest in the Unicorn Form. In Base, she is merely an Average Mage.

Natural born Horseback rider.
[Was born to ride. Grew up among horses, and traveled with a herd of wild Forest horses.]

Flight: Her winged horse, hippogryffe, gryphon, pheonix, dragon, and
winged Lycanthrope forms allow her to fly as a mythical creature.
Her bird Forms allow her to fly as an ordinary creature.

Acute sense of smell and hearing: in all forms, her senses are highly acute.
Can smell up to 1 mile away, and hear things up to 2 miles away if it's LOUD.
(born with this attribute.)

Mind Speaker: Can speak through thoughts to animal and humanoid beings
up to 5 miles away. (born with this ability.)

9 Lives: She acquired her nine lives by giving her whole first life, (birth life)to a close friend, she showed an act of such kindness, that Starclan
gave her nine lives in reward for this kindness.

Keen Eyesight: Can see things up to half a mile away.

Good Night Sight: In some of her forms, she can see and hunt
in near pitch black conditions.

Excellent with the sling: Took 14 years to master the sling as
an efficient weapon for both hunting, and battle. For a stun blow, it is 70-
80 feet away. For a deadly shot, 60 ft.

Fine swordswoman: Took 7-8 years to master swordsmanship.
Can inflict minor (teasing) to severe slashes and gashes to her opponent.
If aiming to kill quickly, she will dance in for a quick 'slash n' dash' strike.

Hard Kick: Boys beware, She has a powerful kick. Think draft-horse's hoof
colliding high speed between the legs.

Fast Learner: Can pick up on new techniques for battle, hunting, and other
skills. If the lessons are laid out in a way that she can understand them.

Forest Sense: Being half of a race that was meant to walk in the wilds of nature, she is adept at living off the land. She also can speak with the animals, and the plants.

History

Once... Long, long ago, there was true Magic in these Forests. And the creatures were intelligent, able to speak, sing, and greet the mornings and nights. Elven Peoples were untainted. War was unheard of. Only Life, and Death, a never ending cycle. The Land was Wild, untouched by Human hands.

But 't would never stay so forever.

Humans came. And they brought War, Famine, Greed, Lust, and Hatred with them. They ravaged the land that was unprepared for such an assault. Lives were lost. And the Land of Magic fell in the battle for it's Freedom. It fell into hiding.

The Elven People soon began to accept this as Fate, and the Half-Blood Sub-Species began. Elves were marrying Humans, and bearing, or siring offspring with them. Only one truly Pure Elven Line remained through all this.

The Royal Line. The Skysong Kingdom. The struggle to keep the Line Pure lasted for nine hundred years, and with it, the struggle to keep the Magic from dying. Kings reigned long, and retired, or died in frequent battles against Demons and Humans. Each King passing his Circlet to the Eldest Prince, to settle down to retire.

However, Love would have it's say, five hundred years ago, when Prince Lorican met the lovely Human, Princess Callania, and fell in love. They would elope to one of the last nearly full Elven villages, Elvenwood Village, and nineteen years later, they would produce a Legend.
Briena. For twelve years, this Legend in the making would grow into a strong, sweet young lass.

But Humans would ravage yet again. Briena's cousin, Mhorvanjus, son of King Axelander, the bitter, hate filled human King, came to attack. Prince Lorican, Princess Callania, and all but Briena, her younger sister Grace, the Swordmaster, Darinillo Goldenblade, and her fellow trainees, Samias Gleeman, Gibraltar Dancingleaf, twins Krolomios and Sirron Deepheart, Valliarn Oceanspirit, Grevis Strongdagger, Browen Starsoul, Merrin Lakesong, and Jervis Windspirit were slaughtered by him and his bandits.

Briena and her fellows fought to avenge the Village, and Mhorvanjus died by Briena's blade. She herself was badly wounded, nearly killed. But she survived, and led the large group away. Cats, horses, and wolves, who had joined in the battle, came with them. The caravan would travel for four years, unaware that King Lionel Skysong searched for his lost grandchildren.

After those four long years, Magran Silverspell, a half Dark Elf Mage, found them at last. And Briena, with her caravan, came home to Skysong Castle at last. For ten years, they would live there. Then King Axelander attacked, and a battle ensued between the Elven Kingdom's Army, and the Army of the Corrupt King Axelander.

Both sides would encounter heavy losses, but the Humans were the worst off. Briena would end the great battle. Axelander's Dark Reign was ended at last, the moment the severed head hit the ground.

Yet after this battle, King Lionel was feeling the strain of ruling, with no male heir to take the Circlet after him. And... He made the mistake of telling Briena, twenty six years old, that she must find a husband.

Enraged and confused, The Lady Warrior set off, and would travel alone, fleeing her Grandfather in anger.

Now, she travels alone, avoiding everyone at all costs.

Briena Erani Skysong's Story