Name: Mira Ashby
Title: The Unfailing Inferno
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Markings: 4 slash scars on the fronts of her arm, teeth mark scars on her right hip, one stab marked scar along her lower back.
Hometown: Sulura , a little village in Minami
Resides in: Konoko, a small desert village in the center of Kalahari
Where is your mark: Upper right thigh
Personality: Loyal, naïve, awkward, curious, prideful emotional, stubborn, dependable
Likes: sweets, nighttime, rain, stars, stories, books, flowers, learning, getting stronger
Dislikes: spiders, falling, failing, the unknown, being weak
Fear: being forgotten or left behind
Armor: Half Plate
Weapons: Bastard sword, 2 daggers
-Burning Passion– to match her determination, she can manipulate and control fire or heat to an insane extent. Igniting things on fire with a single look is a simple feat for her. The more determined or the more her emotions are high strung, her fire will either burn hotter or grow bigger. Due to her use of fire magic over the years and her people forcing her to use a sword, she is also able to ignite her sword causing flames to flick on the blade or cause a searing sensation.
-Overdrive– is able to kick her body into an overdrive state where she is faster, strong and feels less pain. This lasts for only 30 seconds at a time and can’t be used too often without extreme strain on her body.
Special: Ashes to Ashes- With prolonged battle, her stress level will rise as she will slowly stop becoming logical and start becoming more crazed. The limits on her fire magic will seem to stretch endlessly as her skin itself will seem to be at hottest. During this period, her fire will burn blue and at points may be transparent, the hottest point she can manipulate. This will take a great deal of her mana to hold, however midtier monsters will be incinerated into ash almost immediately.
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Bio: As a child, Mira lived off the coast of Minami in a little village known as Sulura. The village of Sulura wasn’t directly on the main land of Minami and thus had a rather lush appearance and decent flow of life. Between the vegetation and the islands natural habitat, life on this little village was quite easy. The people were friendly and everyone was like family. Every so often, some of their village’s men would leave to go to the mainland of Minami in hopes of finding other goods they couldn’t get here. Due to this, there were crazy stories about the wildlife. Sulura wasn’t a very big island so it very rarely had any run-ins with monsters; however, the entire mainland of Minami was normally crawling with creatures. The village men sometimes wouldn’t come back with everyone that left, but all in all the lifestyle on Sulura was rather simple.
Mira had grown up rather easily with her parents and fellow villagers. To her they were all one big family. She, much like the other children, found a fascination in the stories from the other continents and wished to venture there some day, though they didn’t have much in terms of education here. Some of the village elders would try to teach what they knew, but there wasn’t much to go on. Most of the children would speak well enough, but reading wasn’t quite perfect, some words were identifiable though.
Incident: Back on the mainland of Minami, the earth began to tremble as the top of the Minami volcano began to smoke. The little village of Sulura thought nothing of it as any other time this had happened, it never actually went anywhere. After good twenty or so minutes, the volcano began to erupt as lava began to slither its way down the mountain burning everything in its path. Even though it was coming towards the village, the village elders though nothing of it, since they had the water in between them. With the speed and sheer around the lava began to flow into the water and solidify creating a rocky bridge heading straight for the island. As it neared, panic finally ensued as the people wondered desperately what to do. The elders began to move what they believed would slow the flow down. With rocks, wood and random larger items moved towards the flow of lava, the result be to be expected. The items and the elders, who didn’t bother to move, were instantly ignited and began to burn into the lava itself.
The lava began to engulf everything that it touched causing many people to die who weren’t able to get away in time, or simply refused to move. Watching as her father was the first to go down, the young Mira ran forward and cried out “stop!” and threw her hands forward causing a fire to ignite from her fingertips as the flow of lava redirected at the direction she had pushed. Confused at what happened, but desperate to save her people she pushed her hands out once more and held her determination as the lava moved in that direction. Gritting her teeth, she felt her feet dig into the sand beneath her. Behind her, her mother cried out to get to the docks to evacuate.
The village didn’t have a large dock seeing as how it was a small village. In fact, they only had three boats. As the people of Sulura began to flood towards the docks, Mira tried to hold the best she could watching as the lava caught the foliage of the village on fire and begin to spread. Unknown to how she was even managing to do such magic, she noticed the flow of lava was starting to sway back towards her. It was becoming hard to hold the redirection of lava. She felt her body quiver as she felt herself weaken.
“Mira! Come on! “ the voice of her mother yelled behind her. With one last push, she turned on her heels and sprinted for the docks before all but diving into one of them as the three boats floated out to sea.
As the three boats left the shore, all should have been fine, but they weren’t floating towards Minami, they were floating out to sea. The next two days of floating was treacherous, as it seemed that nature itself was not found of them being out at sea. The first day the sun was harsh and caused a good amount of dehydration, but as the rain began to fall, they quickly realized the waves were much too fierce. They lost one boat that night. The night day was full of sorrow as the remaining people felt there was nothing they could do during that time but yell and cry. The day passed by slowly as they found themselves all but broiling under the sun. That night was hot, much hotter than the day. There were no extra storms or crazy waves; instead, it was stifling, humid, temperature. That night they lost half of their people to heat stroke and dehydration.
The third day rolled around as they finally saw some form of land. They weren’t sure where they were about to end up, but they couldn’t be happier to finally find something. After a few hours, they finally hit landfall and made the discovery they were on a desert wasteland. This, of course, caused some panic because water and food would be a problem. With nowhere else to go, they got off their boats, destroyed them for the materials, and ventured off to find somewhere to start a new home. They wandered in the desert for days before they finally found a place to live, however they had lost many of their people. Ten remained and it was barely enough to even start a place to live, but they managed. The little town of Konoko was built as their only hope, but that wasn’t all that had happened. During the process of building, their home there was a mark discovered on Mira’s upper right thigh.
Current: Getting her hero’s mark early one wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Her people were aware that she had it, and at first, they saw it as a symbol of hope, but throughout their time in the town of Konoko, they had grown reliant. Once Konoko actually held enough places to live, the remaining men immediately tried to make sure she knew how to fight, they were obsessed with her using her father’s sword and wanted to make sure she was well ready. At the age of ten, she had killed her first monster. It was yet another hot night, and the elders had insisted there would be an attack from yet another scorpion or worm like beast. Due to this, they had forced Mira to stand guard. As they had believe, a giant dune worm had showed up and managed to destroy their walls and get some of the spike embedded within its course skin. The people of Konoko didn’t even try to go after it, they expected Mira to, and as a younger girl wanting to please her tribe, and she did. The battle was quite brutal but the end was the same. She had taken down the worm, though with much blood and many marks to prove it. This only furthered her tribes want to rely on her. As she grew older, she was the line of defense between Konoko and any monster. If one showed up, she was called on to kill it. If there was a problem the village decided was huge enough for her, she had to solve it. Missing person? Go tell Mira. Running low on food? Go tell Mira. Cat stuck up a cactus. Go tell Mira. Soon everything that wasn’t perfect was Mira’s problem. One would believe her Mother would have stopped it, but she was just the same, needing her daughter to stop the very sky from falling.
As the horns of Kalahari boomed across the lands, the people of Konoko realized immediately what it was due to passed down storied from their old town. It was time for them to lose Mira. Instead of wishing her the best, and giving her amazing words of encouragement, her people went into a panic. For years they had relied on her for everything, how would they live without her. Panicked they all rioted and locked her away in her home with her Mother as they had determined she was not able to be a hero for anyone other than them. The day had passed and night was finally around, the people had mostly all gone to bed, leaving her home a little less guarded. Mira had already accepted her role as a hero, she knew it was her destiny to leave to cleanse the world, but she also knew what this would do for her people. With a heavy heart, she left her village of Konoko that night, journeying back to the ocean and traveling north to the known land of Teth’alla to begin her journey as the chosen hero.
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