Anivae's life was not one of simplicity. She is a creature born out of
necessity. Anivae was born to a clutch of eggs, like most of her kind,
despite their humanoid appearance. She however, was born into a nest where
the other eggs were broken, and her parents missing. She was caught in a
fierce blizzard as well, and was going to be frozen to death. But something
happened, the cold didn't take her, it welcomed her. Called to her even,
and so she lived and survived. After the blizzard had passed, her parents
returned, but they didn't understand how she could have lived. It was
called a miracle.
Anivae, from a young age, knew she was different. She was always cold, but
it never bothered her at all. It did keep others at a distance with her.
So she often times sought out things to do on her own. Normally, flying
around and seeing what she could. She loved to explore, and while she was
always cold, her heart seemed glow at the sights she would see. Everything
was precious in her eyes, caves, waterfalls, beasts and forests. Even the
viler and fouler kinds that she would watch from afar were fascinating to
her.
She heard of the deity who made all of these things, Denadlyr, and how he
was a patron to the Mystics of Arcana. She resolved to join the Mystics, to
better herself their cause, and to have an adventure worth telling.
Continuing her path
Anivae, while still young, has been able to venture around, both alone
and with others. She has met a few who have left an impression upon her,
being helpful and somewhat friendly in their own manners. The first was is
a Duergar Shaman, by the name of Varliv. A short, but stout male who
follows his relgion to his accordance. The other being Jrazza, a warrior
who has aided Anivae in her minor studies of the few weapons she knows.
Both helped her when no one else would, and she found joy in that. She
thanked them whenever they adventured together, mostly within the Emerald
Forest. But a bit in other places, like Solace.
At this time, Anivae also was studying to become a Mystic and also advancing
her own skills as an Invoker. She trained when she could, and always had
her duty to the knowledge. She strived to help those who she could,
offering wisdom and answers to any young adventurers she saw around who had
need of them. With her time alone, she spent it in many places, travelling
around and practicing, in some of the most obscure places that people
wouldn't often expect.
Description:
Before you is a rather beautiful woman. Her skin is soft and fair, as her glistening platinum blond hair curls around her neck. Out of her back are two large wings, each wing about twice the size of the woman who owns them. Her feathers are an odd blue color, and they seem to glint in the light. The air around her seems to be misting with each flap of her wings. Her lips are a pale, blue color and upon closer inspection show that they are not covered in any cosmetics. Her most striking feature are her icy blue eyes, they scan about like the eyes of a predator. Her very presence seems to bring a chill to the area around her.
[reply to uzume]
Oh well, another mystic bits the dust.
[reply to Taleroth]