FallenreaperAliira Van Drauga
"Serve and protect. That is my purpose."
Name: Aliira Van Drauga.
Gender Female.
Age: Twenty-Seven. (27)
Alignment: The Guild.
Rank within Organisation: Second in Command. Missing.
Birthmark Shape:
In it's naturally state Aliira's birthmark is completely invisible from the eye. Her birthmark actually covers the extent of her body in full. The only place the intricate birthmark does not touch is the bottom of her feet, her scalp, and face. Though naturally it's unseen to the naked eye those with with an affinity to the natural and spiritual elements can sense it's glow. Beyond that when Aliira uses her magic the birthmark will begin to glow a brilliant orange/red color. (Image Reference when activated)
Location of Birthmark:
All over her body.
Magical Abilities:
Aether Bond - Aliira seems to have a connection to the terrestrial energy known as Aether. Able to form its energy into solid, malleable structures. In essence it is simply energy from the world that she can condense into a tangible form. Able to manipulate that form as she so chooses. The limitations of this are only dictated by her training, imagination, and concentration.
Place of Birth: Van Etten, New York.
Currently Residing: NYC, New York.
Personality:
Aliira is firstly dedicated. Beyond anything else she is dedicated to the cause she was raised on. To serve the people and strive for a better life for everyone. It is the first thought she has before anything else; How to serve those in need.
Beyond this she is kind with a warm heart. It would be far from unexpected to see her doting on the young or taking gentle care of those in need. She near always has a soft smile on her lips and a kind warmth in her eyes. She even may appear fearless in the face of something perilous, knowing that if nothing was done to stop this terrible force than those that are weak would be put in danger. This trait has often pushed Aliira to her limits, having a couple times she nearly killed herself from putting it under so much strain.
Bubbly and pure, the last description of Aliira. Some often perceive Aliira as childish or naive, but this couldn't be further from the truth. She simply refuses to let the harsh world around her alter her hopeful spirit. She is overly affectionate and outgoing. She believes there is a kindness in everyone, though some have buried it deeper than others. Despite this she does know when to 'pull the trigger' but it is a decision she does not make lightly.
Beyond this she is kind with a warm heart. It would be far from unexpected to see her doting on the young or taking gentle care of those in need. She near always has a soft smile on her lips and a kind warmth in her eyes. She even may appear fearless in the face of something perilous, knowing that if nothing was done to stop this terrible force than those that are weak would be put in danger. This trait has often pushed Aliira to her limits, having a couple times she nearly killed herself from putting it under so much strain.
Bubbly and pure, the last description of Aliira. Some often perceive Aliira as childish or naive, but this couldn't be further from the truth. She simply refuses to let the harsh world around her alter her hopeful spirit. She is overly affectionate and outgoing. She believes there is a kindness in everyone, though some have buried it deeper than others. Despite this she does know when to 'pull the trigger' but it is a decision she does not make lightly.
History/Bio:
Aliira was born into the guild, her heritage being founding members of the guild along the leaders line. Though unlike the leader, her line was tasked to protect the Leaders and the organization. From an early age Aliira began her studies under her parents; powerful magic users arranged to marry to keep their heritage strong and undiluted.
Aliira's upbringing was tough, lessons drilled into her still developing mind from an early age. No day was meant for rest, that was what sleep was for. They trained her mind and her body on alternating days, with sunday being a culmination of the two. Aliira grew fast, natural in her magical abilities. Her sharp mind capable of understand the nuances of the powers she was born with.
Aliira saw the strain and pain her parent's shoulders held. Them seeing the cold world more clearly than Aliira did. Seeing how Magic Users had been massacred. Seen how blood was spilled from both sides from this witch hunt. Aliira vowed to herself to never let her light dim, to never let the pains of the world weigh her down. She would be a beacon of hope for the future. A signal flare to guide the lost home, to a place of kindness and safety. And to do so she could never waiver, never miss step and fall of the path.
After making this decision unto herself the training became easier, simply because her conviction became so strong. She trained twice as hard, put all of her effort into each lesson. She went to bed ragged and worn, but she returned back the next day and every day giving it her all. Eventually this work ethic began to take it's toll. After a while she became ill, having damaged her own body too much in such a short amount of time and giving it no time to heal. She remained in the infirmary for nearly a month before she was strong enough to return to her studies.
From that she realized to be not only dedicated and strong, but also smart and aware of her limits. No matter the conviction or drive, the body can only take so much before it shuts down. A lesson she truly would never forget.
Many years past. Aliira is an adult. Her parents now too old to continue their duties she was appointed Second in Command alongside the leader. It was a surreal day. A day she had always imagined though the pride she felt was beyond her imagining. She wore her title with honor.
Aliira's upbringing was tough, lessons drilled into her still developing mind from an early age. No day was meant for rest, that was what sleep was for. They trained her mind and her body on alternating days, with sunday being a culmination of the two. Aliira grew fast, natural in her magical abilities. Her sharp mind capable of understand the nuances of the powers she was born with.
Aliira saw the strain and pain her parent's shoulders held. Them seeing the cold world more clearly than Aliira did. Seeing how Magic Users had been massacred. Seen how blood was spilled from both sides from this witch hunt. Aliira vowed to herself to never let her light dim, to never let the pains of the world weigh her down. She would be a beacon of hope for the future. A signal flare to guide the lost home, to a place of kindness and safety. And to do so she could never waiver, never miss step and fall of the path.
After making this decision unto herself the training became easier, simply because her conviction became so strong. She trained twice as hard, put all of her effort into each lesson. She went to bed ragged and worn, but she returned back the next day and every day giving it her all. Eventually this work ethic began to take it's toll. After a while she became ill, having damaged her own body too much in such a short amount of time and giving it no time to heal. She remained in the infirmary for nearly a month before she was strong enough to return to her studies.
From that she realized to be not only dedicated and strong, but also smart and aware of her limits. No matter the conviction or drive, the body can only take so much before it shuts down. A lesson she truly would never forget.
Many years past. Aliira is an adult. Her parents now too old to continue their duties she was appointed Second in Command alongside the leader. It was a surreal day. A day she had always imagined though the pride she felt was beyond her imagining. She wore her title with honor.
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