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Post  Guest Mon Jul 30, 2012 3:37 pm

Name: Airya (ar-ee-yah) Raven Waters
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sign: Virgo
Look: About 5'6", hair color and length changes almost constantly; especially during mood swings. Left eye is purple,
Right eye is green. Looks to be only 16 or 17, 18 might by pushing it. Markings of nature and ancient writings span
across her arms and torso, revealing themselves under black light and a full Virgo moon. Almost always in a skirt of some
sort, accompanied by running shoes and a vine backpack that has a special pocket for her arrows. Daggers are hidden in
her stockings, and her darts are usually disguised as jewelry.

Bio: Airya is a very introverted person, she can't stand big crowds for any reason. She was raised by her fraternal aunt
Melinda deep in the woods closest to the city of Athens; rarely ever being exposed to outsiders before attending school.
In turn, Airya grew an intolerance for the ways of people. Since she only really went outside of the comfort of her forest
to attend school or go to the library, Airya showed her respect to the Gods in a very personal way, never really bothering
to officially attend a temple. During school she was very quiet, always hiding under a hood or in a shadow, deliberately
assigning herself to the seat farthest from the poisonous "sugar mound" of ignorance that attracted a majority of her
"peers" she frequently refereed to as "Drones"; the half witted worker ants of a colony. Airya loved her aunt dearly, and
was very grateful for everything she taught her in between the classes she was forced to attend. From a very young age she
was taught how to hunt for protection and in emergency cases, food; archery was her forte since the age of five. Melinda
was well known as a good "Witch", a majority of the population of Athens would send request to her by way of owl, and
she would be more than happy to help, for the right price. Being exposed to this since shortly after birth, Airya learned a
lot about potions, spells, majick, and the ways of the Goddess Artemis. Although she has this knowledge, she prefers to
use more subtle ways when working with nature. Airya did not learn that her true mother was the Goddess Artemis until
she was 20 summer earth moons young and on her aunt's dying day; time finally met her on the horizon of 93 winter
water moons young, and right before death kissed her goodnight, she was given the chance to tell Airya where to find a
map that led to a buried box filled with the answers to every question she had ever asked, (her aunt love treasure hunts).
Inside the box was a letter from her aunt answering past questions that were waved away with the reply "I'll tell you when
you get older": her eyes are two colors because of a potion that was made to keep her powers un-noticeable until her
coming of age ceremony at 13, her hair is mood activated as a side-affect of a protection spell cast by her mothers brother
Apollo, and her gifts with nature accompanied by her barely aged appearance were passed down from her mother to her.
There was no mention of her father, her Aunt never cared to humor her many questions of who he was or what he was
like, the only reply she would get is "It doesn't matter Miss Ray, I cared so much more for your mother, this is why I
happily agreed to raise you Miss Ray"; Miss Ray was her aunts nickname for her, and only she could get away with twisting her
middle tittle like that. According to the letter, Airya was born and kept by her mother for only a few short weeks before
being handed over to her Aunt, something about "protection", "rules", "proper raising"...Airya skimmed through this part,
she didn't really care to hear the excuses, she hated excuses. The letter was really long, too many pages for one sitting
right now, surprisingly she didn't feel like reading the whole thing just yet; the box was beautifully decorated and hand
carved, little butterflies were fluttering around trees that were embracing a beautiful doe that looked just like her deer
Dorothy (gift of God) when she was younger, Airya admired her aunt's work greatly and vowed to treasure the box for the
rest of her sunrises. Two summer earth moons have passed since her beloved Aunt was embraced by an angel of death;
now Airya takes hobby in helping the forest and it's many creatures, crafting and weaving useful items and selling them to
indulge in her everlasting need for music and books. Now that she had finished her schooling she travels to town almost
always around the twilight hour, and stays until the constellations rise brightly in the night sky.

Ability: Can communicate with animals telepathically, can hear whispers of guidance from her mother Artemis in great
times of need or deep prayer, can hear the stories of whatever plant life she touches, knitting and weaving with natural
substances, making weapons, and wood crafting.

Likes: Nature, Learning, Books, Animals, Dancing, Music, Arts of most kind, Biology, the studies of all plant life
(especially the poisonous kind), Forest salad, and Deer back riding.

Dislikes: Mushy moments, Love stories containing non-animal beings, Most non-animal beings in general, big crowds,
Ignorance, mispronouncing her name, proving her age, excuses, and Meat.

Equipment: Bow and Arrows, Decorated daggers, Handmade darts, Roller Blades, Multi-purpose backpack that holds a lot more then it seems like it should.


Stats: 500
strength- 55
speed- 65
intelligence- 110
energy to use ability- 60
stamina- 60
martial arts skills- 70
equipment skills- 80

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