[Ignisa Aravell]

[style= text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]IGNISA PHOENIX ARAVELL

This application is currently complete. My name is Arani and I'm 18 years old. I was awesome and read the rules, so I know that the secret phrase is the better to see you with, my dear..

THE BASICS

NAME: Ignisa Phoenix Aravell
AGE: 55
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: 13th February
RACE: Elven
OCCUPATION: Commoner
CLASS: Arcanist

INNATE POWERS

Fire Conjuration and Manipulation

LEARNED POWERS

Water Manipulation
Lightning Conjuration and Manipulation
Molecular Manipulation
Shielding

PLAYBY: Holly Marie Combs

THE RELATIONS

MOTHER: Lina Yara
FATHER: Marken Aravell
SISTERS: Elisanira Aravell
BROTHERS: Arkon Aravell
OTHER FAMILY:

Terron (Son), Sana (Daughter), Aquisea (Daughter), Sretia (Daughter)

Koron (Elisanira's husband), Heres (Elisanira's son), Scitia (Elisanira's daughter), Proelio (Elisanira's son)

PETS: Fireheart (Horse)

THE APPEARANCE

Ignisa has an unnatural height of nearly over six feet, which is somewhat startling and intimidating at first glance. But her posture is usually comfortable and relaxed, which makes her seem shorter and less threatening after a while. Such height also makes her stand out in the crowd during the seasonal festivities and draws attention that she does not necessarily wish to have. When dancing, one would assume that this height makes her clumsy and awkward, but truth be told, any lack of grace is due to the fact that she rarely dances, rather than her great height, and is also offset by her lean build, which allows her grace and flexibility like the willow trees that bend but never break in the wind.

With pale skin that shines like marble under the light of the moon, Ignisa truly stands out at night. When still, she looks like a statue that has caught the direct light from the moon. Her skin is unblemished and unwrinkled even with her age, and this is partly due to healing with the One Power. But she is not excessive, for she knows that she has better things to do, such as taking care of the welfare of the people of her city. Her eyes, set in a strong and firmly unyielding face, convey deep wisdom and understanding of the world that she has grown up in, and too portray a hidden sadness with the loss of her husband, dead several years.

With brown hair so dark it looks almost black, Ignisa's hair frames a face that is pale and oval in shape. There is a glossy sheen over her hair such that it reflects the light of the moon at night, outlining her figure, and whenever she moves, it ripples gently as though in a breeze, emphasizing its wavy nature. Ignisa tends to it only to prevent her from looking untidy, but otherwise allows her body to deal with the rest. But old as she is, some streaks of grey hair have indeed appeared in recent times.

As a weaver of fine clothes, Ignisa knows how to dress in suitable colours that would help make her look at her best. She usually dresses simply, not in a mood to show off her status or impress people. Maybe she would normally wear light brown or white or grey in wool, with perhaps one or two simple yet delicate designs woven in silk. When she is out in the general public, surveying her estates, she wears common cotton, although admittedly with designs more intricate and elaborate than any surf or servant under her would wear. The only time when she actually dresses up to kill is when she presents herself at court, where she wears multicoloured silk in reds, greys, oranges and whites, in elaborate swirls and flames.

THE PERSONALITY

Ignisa's spirit is like that of fire, a fire that cannot be quenched or overshadowed easily whatever the circumstances.

Fire brings warmth and light, its heat nourishes and nurtures. The fire of Ignisa's spirit can bring peace and comfort to those who seek it, and lifts, for a time, the shadows that burden their hearts. Her presence is a boon for some, but it is not announced with trumpets and drums, or with any fanfare, for that matter. Ignisa's presence is quiet, gentle and unassuming, and many people only notice it when it is no longer there.

Fire usually dies over time, but Ignisa's spirit has only strengthened, for the trials that she endures are but fuel for her soul. They have strengthened the flames and fanned the strength of her spirit from burning embers to a raging bonfire. She is but a shining beacon of light that is veiled in a humble cloak, and that is only revealed but at great need and times of despair, burning away fear and replacing it with hope. For she is like a mother to a child, patient and enduring, loving and gentle, and she does not wish for people to look at her in awe - she is but mortal, and imperfect.

But fire is wild and unpredictable if unmanaged and uncontrolled. The fire of Ignisa's spirit can destroy and burn away all that is treasured and loved. Ignisa has the power within her to do so, being gifted in wielding magic. And even as the fire of her spirit flares out of control, so does she use the Magic in her in unpredictable and dangerous ways in uncontrolled anger. She is not easily roused, yet those that have seen her in a fury have pronounced it startling for one who often appears to be gentle and compassionate. And those that have triggered and borne the brunt of her anger may sometimes not survive it.

THE HISTORY

BIRTH REALM: Faeryn
BIRTH KINGDOM: Eldenar Forest

The village of Alirycas contains about a hundred or so Elves, many of whom are powerful arcanists. Ignisa's bloodline is one of elementalists, and her children have all followed her style of magic. Gifted in the realms of fire manipulation, Ignisa is a force to the reckoned with in the village, one of the most powerful mages to be born in the village's history. They had a beautiful home in the Eldenar Forest, and lived beside many other elven communities and answered to the Queen and her council the Elendil.

That was before the war 30 years ago.

The elves of Alirycas were amongst those who were remained loyal to their ruler the Queen and opposed the Elendil Council. Like all other members of the elven race, their numbers were greatly decimated by the war, and they left their homeland of the Eldenar Forest and settled in the Kingdom of Faylinn, isolating themselves from those who remained. They integrated into the kingdom and as such have lost most of the racial prejudice and disdain that they have had for humans. Over the years the elves of Alirycas have married with humans, and now Alirycas is a village of elves, half-elves and humans. Despising the Elendil for their racial prejudices, Alirycans welcome the diversity that interracial mixing brings and have refused to abandon their way of life, remaining in Faylinn.

Queen Valerie's raids have had the effect of expanding the village to more than 300 in number from its original size of 100 as more and more human refugees from nearby villages seek sanctuary in Alirycas' power. So far, the Queen has not yet tested the power of the arcanists in the village, but as the supply of girls in the realm dwindles, who knows where her gaze will fall upon next?

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