Kahla (pronounced the same as 'Kayla') Rose Dedalus Gender:
Her flawless sun kissed skin is very characteristic of her race. However, her fiery red hair is much more characteristic of her affinity towards Fire Elemental Magics.
Magi College (Ariender)Rank / Title:
Heroine of Alteria/Journeyman Fire Elemental Teacher
Fire Elemental, Expert Level (Born, not Marked)Powers:
-Searing Gaze (works like heat vision) Skills:
-Burning Soul (Resistant to heat/flames up to temperatures of 212°)
-Leech of Inner Flame (the ability to siphon heat from another person/creature. With more energy, can siphon the heat from the surroundings)
-Fire Magics (from Novice, to Expert. Currently training Master level) Knowledge:
-Average to mildly advanced hand to hand combat
-Cooking (about average meals)
-Most Magics due to spending so much time in the Magi College.
-Most sword fighting styles.
-Hunting and preparing a meal
: Shifting Sands enables the user to cross any terrain under hindered. Whether this be the deep sands of the desert or the twigs and roots of a forest. Wherever the user is determined to go, no hindrance will stop them - natural or magical.
None, yet.Artifact History:
The night sky was temporarily illuminated by a bolt of lightning, the drops of rain pouring down in Ariender. A young male in a tattered robe ran hopelessly through the torrential downpour, clinging to a bundle of cloth in his arms. His barefeet splashed into small and large puddles alike but, he remained focused and determined to reach his destination. The terrain beneath his feet shifted from tall grasses, shorter grasses to established dirt paths, no doubt traveled along by many in passage to and from the city. He could see it in the distance, after what had seemed an eternity. Just over the hilltop, It came into his view. He never thought the mossy walls would come into view and yet, there they were. He struggled to climb the natural stone steps as his adrenaline was wearing off. With added effort, he stumbled into the stone foyer of the college, dropping to the smooth floor made of the same stone as the walls.
A group of men in better kept robes approached him cautiously as the pile of cloth in his arms began to cry. Upon closer examination, the boy was dead, no more than fourteen years of age, and the soaked cloth had protected a rolled up scroll and an infant. Thanks to the piece of parchment, the Childs identity was revealed; Kahla Rose Dedalus, a born magi. The words were hastily scribbled and it was discovered that the boy had been a marked magi, and the older sibling of the infant that was now cradled in one of the mens arms. Two of the group that had been there when the boy arrived were now gently wrapping his body in a clean sheet and preparing to lay his body to rest. Thus was the circle of life. With every life brought into this world, another ceased to exist.
Ten Years Later
A messy mop of bright red hair bounces as the young girl skips up and down the halls, humming a cheerful melody. She stopped in front of a large ornate door and knocked twice, as hard as she could. A disembodied voice on the other side gave her permission to enter and she pressed her entire body weight into the door, opening it very slowly. Inside, a man sat quietly in front of a large fireplace. His skin seemed ashen and his hair silver glowed in the firelight. "Eli!" The girl called, running over and climbing onto his lap. The elderly man smiled and held her close, placing a kiss into the mop of hair she had. "Dear Kahla.. There is so much for you to learn and I believe that you have reached an age to listen to the truth.." His shaky voice went on to inform her of her arrival, how her brother had sacrificed his life getting her to safety and he described the letter, holding out the same scroll of parchment out to her for her to take. "You are an incredibly bright young lady and I thank the Maker for you having ended up here in Ariender. It has come time for you to take the next part of your lifes journey without me." His voice wavered a bit as she looked up at him with glazed green eyes. "Please go to your room and read the scroll for yourself." He wrapped his boney arms around her and set her back on to the floor. "Go on.. Off with you.." His voice held a thick evidence of pain and he could not look at her anymore. Kahla stood in silence, her gaze glued on the man who had raised her up to this point. Wiping away a single tear with the back of her hand, she sniffled loudly and left just as he had asked her to.
She wanders the halls, all to familiar with the otherwise complex layout of the college. A passing female in a robe gives her a polite smile and a girlish giggle. Another admirer, no doubt. Shaking her head, she walked into the room that was now her study. In the center, a large fireplace with depressing memories lay dormant. Kahla leaned forward and lay her hand on top of the brittle wood as it ignited beneath her touch. She stalked over to the single chair a front of it and slumped into it. Sighing loudly, she allowed her muscles to relax, her subconscious making her dream of the day that changed her life. The day she had slain Eruix..