Name:
Leandra Annibelle Marx

Age:
19

Time:
Modern

Race:
Human, who gains the abilities of a Priestess after falling through the mirror.

Magic element:
"The Gift of Life" - Leandra has phenomenal healing abilities. So much so, that she can bring someone from the brink of death back to decent health. She cannot heal what is already dead, though.
She is also rather gifted with living things in general - animals like her more than they would like just anyone, and she seems to have a sort of connection with nature and its creatures. She can call them to her by using simple spells within her scripts.

Weapon:
Holy Scripts

Crush:
TBA

Personality:
Leandra is someone who is quite easy to get along with. She likes to put others before herself, and she loves making friends. She isn't easily walked on, though. Her personality very much reflects the cause she represents - a priestess. She is a kind hearted person, and she always seems to have a smile on her face. The only time when anyone can really see any sort of a change in her is when she has to fight someone - she would rather is not come down to that, but if it does, she will not hesitate to protect herself and those who are important to her.

Background:
Leandra was raised in a rather strict home. She loved her parents dearly, but always wished that they weren't so smothering. She obeyed them often though, and never had an argument with them. After finishing high school, she moved out and got her own apartment. She was an avid fan of bazaars, and would go to any in the area so she could find rare or odd pieces for her home. It was at one of those bazaars that she found a booth run by a rather old woman. She had some interesting texts that she claimed were written by witches, so Leandra, being the sucker for anything "cool" bought one. It was written in some strange language that wasn't real, but she didn't care - it was still an interesting piece to look at, and would look great on one of the old shelves in her parlor room. The old woman then pointed her in the direction of an old mirror she had for sale as well. Leandra was going to ask about it, but the woman had another customer to attend to, so she left her alone. Lee spent some time staring at her reflection in the mirror, before she had the sudden urge to touch her reflection - it was a feeling that felt like if she didn't touch it right then, she would die. So she did, and the mirror shattered, sucking her into another time.

Interesting enough, in this time, the book she had in her hand is actual a holy scripture. And while Leandra still isn't quite sure what it says, she always feels compelled to certain parts of it, and when it comes down to it, she finds that she can read the book. Its as if something is guiding her, and able to translate for her when she needs it. She is slowly learning the language within the book.