Name: Nyx Pharros
Race: Elven
Gender: Female
Age: 218
Height: 5’6
Weight: 120
Class: Sorcerer
Skills: Her skills consist of commonly known like cooking, fine arts, and hunting. Over the years, she has kept a private books of spells and potions she’s been taught growing up. She is adequate with small knives which she keeps tucked under her dress as well as knowing how to use a bow well enough to hunt. For her age, she is mostly unaware of the world and is naïve to many things that she is capable of doing but she is a fast learner and once she understands something new it sticks with her forever.
Powers: She has one distinctive power that she has no way of understanding how to control. When she tried to conduct this power, it ends up disastrous always leaving her in thick clouds of smoke and the forests in ruins. Some schools have banned her, as well as some town have her on close watch that she tends to not visit anymore.
Weaponry: Daggers, knives, bow and arrow,
Other Items: Magic, Spells, Books, writing utensils
Apparel: Dark blues and purples, dress with a high-low skirt that drags when she walks, she is usually barefoot unless extreme climates.
Personality: Nyx tends to keep to herself, yet she likes to be around the life of the party. She isn't much of a follower but instead pushes herself to see in other’s perspectives and try out things she’s never done before. But when she does open up, she is sweet and vulnerable and finds every small reason to make someone smile. Being vulnerable leaves her in a small dispatch of anxiety when she is around drama, or any intense situations. She's usually passive in any aggressive behavior but when she is overwhelmed the power she tries to hide releases itself and consumes Nyx until it’s tantrum is over. The ending site is never pretty.
Bio: Nyx has never had a fit home, she had parents who loved her until the six children arrived in the household and they soon realized that their daughter was the lease bit normal. After being left behind she packed her bags and traveled meeting new people, but not all of the greetings were left with good impressions. She lives on her own and builds her own huts on the way, where she lives on the land for a while and then moves on to the next. She plays music and makes small accessories in order to earn money on the streets. If she has enough time she’ll grow crops for the season or flowers and sell them to merchants before moving on.