[b]Name:[/b] Idris

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Race:[/b] Winged Elf

[b]Age:[/b] 23

[b]Origin:[/b] Venoir Mountains

[b]Personality:[/b] Idris is often a soft spoken girl and very shy. When alone, she tends to stay away from dark areas and other people, but if someone tries to approach her, she usually turns and runs. When it comes to her friends, she speaks often and tries her best to help them, as she is also a very caring person and hates to see people suffer unnecessarily. Even if she does not know the person, more often than not she will run to someone's aid if she sees them getting hurt and when she is mad, you better watch out, it's not pretty for the person or the surrounding buildings.

[b]Looks:[/b] 
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[b]Affinity:[/b] Thantos

[b]Nullomancer:[/b] Yes

[b]Special ability:[/b] Do to growing up in the mountains, Idris is an exceptional climber and used to high altitudes		          and cold weather.

[b]Background:[/b] 
	Idris grew up in the Venoir Mountains with a small tribe of about 300 Winged Elves, a race that not many people knew of, do to their resemblance to the Cauhri, it was normal for them to be mistaken until the wings were spotted. Their wings were the most notable feature to their species, a feature that she was actually lacking as they were too small for her to experience the gift of flight. Growing up, she was often picked on and excluded from the many things that her people often partook in which left her to explore the mountains on her own. Do to the fact that she could not fly, she was forced to become rather adept at climbing and running.
	
	Eventually, Idris’s differences forced her to leave her home as she could no longer stand the constant jeering and rude remarks towards her underdeveloped wings. Packing up her things, she left the mountains to explore the world she knew so little about. It was during her exploration that she came across a man named Kali-En by pure accident, the very man who took her under his proverbial wing to teach her the way of Nullomancers. She was happy to find someone who did not seem to care that she was different than others, and since her own people were not something that people saw often, she was more or less viewed as a Cauhri with small wings.
	
	She found she rather enjoyed her training with him, though she constantly found herself having to on guard as she wasn’t sure what to expect with being around only a male. She had been told that she would only be training with him for about a month before she would be sent off to train with someone else, something that she began to get nervous about as she was not entirely used to interacting with other people. She had taken to wearing a cloak to hide the wings that she sported, finding that the stares slowly came to a stop as there was really nothing about her that warranted being stared at.