Nyther

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Full Name: Nyther
Gender: Female
Race: Scylian
Occupation: Head Mage
Age: 237
Birthday: January 1st

APPEARANCE

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Typically dressed in light robes, and no armor, Nyther emits an aura of confidence, strength, and authority, though she doesn't particularly need to be done up to look good, she does put her hair into intricate braids at times, often looking amazing without trying. She doesn't often get excited, or exhibit much emotion, and doesn't dress in any way that might suggest otherwise.

She does, however, have a softer side, hidden from view. She's actually very smile-y when not in a public arena, her blonde hair usually billowing over her shoulders and back. She dresses in bright colors adorned with jewlery. She's very close to being a different person, as animated, emotional, and lively as she gets. She's only five feet tall, which contributes to her need to appear stronger than she looks. She only weighs a feathery ninety pounds, but most of it is muscle. She prefers long dresses or robes to anything else.

PERSONALITY

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Nyther, in public, is quiet, reserved, and cold, hardly granting any noticable reaction to anyone without station aside from an occassional nod, or word. She's calculative, and intelligent, analyzing everything before speaking. She never exposes everything she's thinking to any one person to keep her own thoughts a secret. It is in her mind to distrust humans, dwarves, and dragonions, caring only for the Halflings she's met in the past, and not really knowing much about Dieties, her thoughts on them are purely caution.

In the presence of royalty, which she hasn't found herself in for quite some time, she is usually a bit less rigid, calmer, but still careful. She only speaks when spoken to, and hates feeling like they're looking down on her. And, as a precaution, she never discloses her abilities unless asked directly, knowing one of the Rose Court Knights or Templars may be nearby, just waiting to plunge a dagger into her back.

Now, returning to Arch of Ages, the elf here is different. She's more open, and typically very welcoming and kind-hearted to any who visit there. She wears a smile, and can be said to glow whenever she's among fellow mages. She doesn't differentiate by race there, the dwarves may be greedy outside the walls of the Arch of Ages, but not there, they are there to seek knowledge, not to fight one another, and the Humans, as well. In fact, it doesn't matter to her who it is, so long as it's not her enemy.

She has always been very shy when it comes to pursuits of the heart, the only noticable difference aside from the silence is the near-permanant blush she gets when in the presence of the person she likes.

BACKGROUND

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Nyther was born in Feyerlun, and raised there with the elves of the Forever Forest, far from the groping hands of the sun, her skin obtained a slightly darker than the moon, and her hair is golden blonde, an oddity among the wood-born elves, as most of them had darker hair. While still in her youth, she happened across a dying flower, it had been trampled, and was horribly maimed by the damage. She, in her infinite appreciation for nature, felt a small well of sadness within herself, kneeling down, her fingertips brushing against the flower's stem without realizing what she was attempting to do, she was trying to transfer her wishes and energy to the plant in hopes that her desire to see it survive might influence it. In fact, she did her job too well, the moment her fingers touched the soft, green stem, the flower sprung to life, and she was so terrified that she scream, throwing herself back as the flower grew into a full bush, covered in bright red petals caught in the minimal light of the sun that managed to poke through the trees. She was in awe of herself, how had she managed to do that?

Now, of course, the moment the word got out that she was capable of magic, she was taken to a select group of magic users that lived in the forest, apart from the Arch of Ages. Her she learned to focus and harness her abilities to a better level. It went on like this until she surpassed her teachers, and turned her sights on the Arch of Ages, at this time, magic was not yet persecuted by such an organized group, and she was able to practice freely so long as she didn't disrupt anything. She took to Light and Arcane magicafter she joined, and has been practicing it since the tender age of twenty-five.

COMBAT

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Nyther prefers magic, and avoids melee at all costs, her size gives her very little talent in melee fighting, and she knows she'd lose if she didn't have any magical abilities.

Nyther is skilled in Light, Earth, and Arcane magic.

She can manipulate her form with Earth, changing her apperance on a whim, and can summon Earthen Atronachs to fight her opponents.

In both Light and Arcane magic, Nyther can reduce her form to a pillar of light, or pure energy, and superheats her life force to keep people from walking through her. She can focus Arcane energy into orbs that can cause fires, or even explosions if the energy is properly compressed.

She is a capable healer, and spends some of her time healing mages who were wounded while performing magic beyond their limits.

OTHER

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Nyther has no preference as to the gender of her mate, perhaps because she's not even sure she wants children yet.

OOC
Alias: Clark
About You: I've been Roleplaying for eight years, I'm nineteen years old, and I've always had an interest in fantasy, be it books, games, or RPs.
How did you find Crown of Daggers? Deicide