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[table][row][/row][row][cell][h3][b][color=7354A2]Freyja Baequiettln[/color][/b][/h3][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][hider=Appearance][img]https://i.imgur.com/tLd49QX.jpeg[/img][/hider]
[i][sub]| 16 | 162cm/53kg | Female |[/sub]

[color=7354A2]"I just want to prove myself. Prove I'm more than what everyone thinks I am."[/color][/i]
[sup][b]PERSONALITY:[/b] 
| When one first meets Freyja, she can be a surprisingly terrifying and intimidating presence. An ever-present look of disapproval and dark, cold violet eyes coupled with an ominous, chill-inducing 'aura' around her. Its no wonder most crowds part like the red sea whenever she approaches. Never one to back down from a challenge, she is more than capable of breaking a few bones or stepping on toes without batting an eyelid. Many find her rough and tough exterior off-putting, so she tends to work by herself. She is notoriously harsh and strict in her enforcement of the rules whenever the need arises, generally via a scolding which could take hours. 

In saying that, Freyja is almost always the first person to come lend others a hand. Though sometimes she can take her 'helping' to some extremes, rubbing some people off the wrong way and as such is a classic example of someone with the right intentions but poor execution. She has a sharp tongue, which combined with her blunt and sometimes brutal honesty can also lead to other similar problems. She doesn't put up with whingers or whiners, nor does she seem to enjoy the presence of smooth talkers or lady-men.

While she cares little for her appearance, she seems to show a disturbing, obsessive paranoia about wearing her hood and as such is almost always found with it up even when she sleeps, often becoming flustered or easily enraged when someone attempts to unhood her. When she gets angry she slowly grows quieter and has seemingly lost all sense of time, not seeming to know the difference between minutes, hours or months|

[b]MAGIC:[/b] 
|Ice Magic: One of the more intermediate elements, Freyja is able to conjure and manipulate the power of frost and cold for both defensive and offensive purposes, though she is keen to expand on other avenues |

[b]SPELLS:[/b][/sup] 
[hider=SPELL LIST][list][*] Ice Shield - Defensive - Creates a barrier of ice to protect from attacks, however she can also use them as stepping stones or the like. They tend to be more one use and they're gone though, but she has been working on their durability. Sometimes they even last for two uses!
[*]Frost Blade(s) - Offense - Conjures a blade or blades of ice which she can wield herself to fight opponents, or to launch/throw at opponents. For the latter, she tends to conjure multiple at a time and launch them over a series of volleys or a large singular volley. For the former, since they tend to break rather quickly, she tends to make either one or two at a time and will continuously replace them with new ones. Has a limit of 5 she can use at once.
[*]Agathys Armour - Defense/Offense - Creates a frosty covering of mana that both protects her from harm to an extent while also lashing out at those who attack her
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[sup][b]ABILITIES & SKILLS:[/b][/sup] 
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[*]Blessed by Mana - Born with an exceptionally high manapool due to her lineage, this has always put her a step above her peers much to Freyja's chagrin. Allows her to practice more spells for longer though, so that's a plus.
[*]Precise Control - Either due to natural talent, hard work, dna or perhaps a mixture of the three, Freyja has gained a rather refined control over both her magic and mana. Both to how she controls it, and with her accuracy upon hitting her targets. She will almost never miss a still target unless she means to, and will hit a moving target far more often than she will miss. All those shredded training dummies weren't for nothing. She also wastes very little mana doing so, at least comparatively to her peers. Waste not want not and all that.
[*] Problem Solver - Being of an advanced mind for her age, she has always thrived on being faced with challenging situations or problems and finding a way to solve them. Often times she'll find many potential solutions, adapting and changing what she believes to be the best one for the problem at hand as she gains more information. Through trial and error, she normally eventually finds the correct solution to a problem with enough information. And just because she can work out the correct answer, doesn't mean she can always implement it so is always thinking of plans b, c, etc. She finds herself most effective learning hands-on also, finding it more efficient to learn by watching and doing it herself than sitting down and reading a textbook.
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[sup][b]GOALS & FEARS:[/b] 
| Freyja desires to show the world that everything she achieves is because of her herself, not because she was born an elf. She also wishes to help people, however she can, wherever she can and whenever she can. Due to both of these factors, she has set her sights on not just becoming a Knight Captain; but also the next Wizard King. Dream big kids. | 
| She's a perfectionist, so she fears even a single mistake, often losing sleep over even the smallest of details. Failure in general hits her pretty hard. She dreads people finding out the truth about her, going to great lengths to hide it. She's afraid of puppies, the cuter the worse it is. Being treated better because of who she was born as, not for her merits and deeds |
[color=2e2c2c].............................................................................[/color][/sup][/center][/cell][cell]An only child to two elvish parents, Freyja wasn't sure of why her parents had moved from Elysia to the small town of Alsike in the Clover Kingdom, but her earliest memories were that of helping out at her parents general store growing up. At first, the treatment she remembers being given she took great pride and joy in receiving. Her parents were the best mages in town and often helped the other townsfolk with their needs beyond just of the supply side of things. Her mother's water magic often helping the town in times of need and drought, or simply helping wash things in general. Her father passed when she was young and she cannot recall his magic, but people often told her her magic reminded them of him so she figured she inherited his magic. However as she grew older, the praise she received simply from being an elf began to grow weary on the girl.

She was sick of being praised for literally anything she seemed remotely good at. Especially when people passed off her work as nothing but talent and 'what else would you expect from an elf?'. This frustration continued to grow into her pre-teens and then early teens, causing her to distance herself from her 'friends', even ones who she had known for her entire life up to this point. They all kept saying the same things after all, and she hated it. Especially after she began showing an affinity for ice magic at a younger age than most would awaken their magic. Day after day, she would practice it. Hone it. All for the brief hope that someone would recognise her for her hard work.

But instead, all she heard was that same phrase again and again. She heard lamented groans from her peers as their parents compared them to her, before being reassured that she was an elf so they shouldn't try to imitate what she does too much. But what did that even mean? She didn't get it. She worked hard too you know! Whether that was with her magic, her schoolwork, skills like cooking or sewing. Even her teachers 'praise' involved lines like 'we expect nothing better from an elf'.

She used to relish in the high bars and expectations others placed upon her, but now she feels nothing but hallow achievement as even when she surpasses them its waved off as simply nothing special because she was an elf. That much was expected. Etc. Etc. Etc. Etc.

Her mother often tried to talk to her about it, but she brushed her off. She didn't get it, no one got it. All this praise meant nothing if it was accompanied by an asterisk! All her effort meant nothing to anyone. Luckily however, her better nature always won out and instead she used this as motivation to get better. To train harder, to train longer. Often her mother would worry about her staying out late. Often she would be brought home collapsed, or found in a feverish state because she pushed her mana beyond its limits. She refused to tell her mother full truth, until the day she left the town.

At some point, she had decided she would go join the magic Knights when she was old enough. That was why she trained so hard for so long. Not that she told her mother this in person, but instead left it in a letter on the kitchen table. The contents of which first consisted of an apology for leaving without telling her, before rambling on about how she needed to make a name for herself without the common knowledge she was an elf. So not only was she planning on taking the magic knights trials and becoming a knight; but that she planned on becoming the next wizard king and proving she wasn't just talent but also hard work and dedication. It also contained the usual ramblings one might expect from a letter to their mother, like how much she loved her, how she would write, etc, etc and wishing her well.

Which is where our story begins, as she makes her trek across the country with nothing but a bit of coin, the clothes on her back and a few other belongings towards the capital and her destiny[/cell][/row][/table]
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