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Date Posted: 18:21:00 06/28/04 Mon
Author: Saphyr
Subject: ..Priestess Of Flames...

OOC Name: Siobahn
Email: lil_devils_girl@myway.com

Character name: Saphyr
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Indigo
Abilities: Shapeshifting, conjuring fire
Appearence: She's only about 5 foot 8 and weighs maybe 120 Ilbs. Her body is lean and muscled, she doesn't eat much, usually only grazing as a deer or eating a mouse as an owl. Her main attributes are the contrast between eyes as blue as the fire she produces and her long almost black hair. Most of the time she likes to keep the dark wings of a raven whil ein her own company, choosing to not fully shapeshift to get rid of them, she enjoys flying.
History: She was born May 30 in a small town in Canada. It was her parents firstborn, and she was twin to a little boy who died at birth. Her mother was a writer, her father a veternarian. At the age of 10 her parents noticed things spontaniously combusting and thought it only a small obsession with fire, which she'd had since her birth. Her parents never knew about her abilities because she was never home, always saying she was going over to a friends when in actuallity she'd be going off into the forest, shapeshifting to feel more at home. She never really thought she belonged with the human race. But when her parents followed her one day she took off, ran away to America. Only a few months ago she heard about this refuge for ones like herself. She's been here for a month now, having recieved her crystal.
Sample Post: Atop a high building the soft whisper of wings could be heard, only a soft tap made as sneakered shoes connected with the roof. Another ruffle of wings was heard in the darkness as an unseen movement was made. A pair of unseen hands moved to overlap, palm to palm, where a light seemed to start to glow. Top hand was withdrawn, revealing a ball of blue fire now nesseled into the lower palm. With even that little glow of light the slim figure of a girl could be seen now, the glow of the fire burning in her hand outlining her face as the eyes the same hue as the flame watched the flames lick the side of her hand. Finally gaze was removed from the flames to gaze down below at this new place. Now, in the light, the large wings that seemed to be melded into her back shifted and spread, the soft breeze ruffling the feathers that innerlaced throughout eachother, but not only the wings were disturbed by the breeze; long strands of dark brown hair danced about her shoulders, settling around to frame her delicate looking face. Memory warehouse was careful to pick out all the details of the town below, photographic memory storing the map of the city for time of later use. Making sure map was carefully stored before any more movement was made. Palm holding the fire-ball was slowly brought to the other plam. Lids closed as palms were pulled apart, the fireball growing to expand to light up all of the girls body, before palms were brought together quickly, extingwishing the fire in a soft clap. Content to watch in darkness now, she stood on the edge of the roof. Withen moments the russel of wings was heard again and a large snowy owl moved from the roof, to land in a lower tree where still blue eyes could watch others. Now visible was a crystal that huge from her neck, smaller but barely visible in the snowy white feathers of the owl.

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Accepted -- Laurel, 20:16:31 06/28/04 Mon