|| Raiya Gearheart ||


|| S O B R I Q U E T ||
Rai/Ray, Raven, Elfie and several other variations;

|| C R U X ||
Elven ~ Possible hybrid

|| E P O C H ||


|| Disposition || ---

     Raiya is a laid-back individual, casual in demeanor for the most part and oftentimes sociable depending on who surrounds her.

     She was raised by the dire wolves of her former lands, and grew up around Dragons rather than her own kin. Due to this, she usually bears a more informal and obviously feral streak that contrasts the regal personality of an Elf.

     Raiya used to be extraordinarily wary around humans, demons and other elves, for she once saw humans and demons as potential threats and other elves as competition rather than kin. She has leveled out her demeanor over the years, yet she still holds strangers and new acquaintances under a quiet, watchful eye. 

     Sarcasm and snide remarks are normal trends in her vocabulary. Despite her overall casual demeanor, Raiya’s willpower is forged of steel, and she refuses to take orders from beings who have not earned her respect. It may take some time to break past her wary eye and warm up to strangers. However, gaining her trust brings out the more "playful" side of the elf. Gain her friendship, and you gain a lifelong guardian. 

|| Reflection || ---

  • Raven hair, fare-toned skin, pointed ears. 
  • Sharp blue eyes, Cat-like & vertical pupils
  • Stands at 5’9” with a toned build.
  • Wardrobe varies on occasion – Normally garbs in comfortable garments that are easy to move around in, adorned with dark and/or earthy-toned colors. 

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|| Sheath your C L A W S, child ||  ---

     While still surprisingly strong, Brute strength is not Raiya's strongest point. She makes up for this with her swift, agile nature and relies partially on speed, stealth, deadly accuracy and knowledge of weak points to bring opponents down. She is very well acquainted with the art of direct combat, both grounded hand-to-hand and asride  a ground or areal beast. 

 Raiya possesses twin blades that are usually kept crossed on her back; These blades were both forged and blessed by the breath of the Ryujin Dragon goddess and Matriarch of Nightwing - Kaida. These blades cannot be damaged or broken by any other force unless it too was forged under the Ryujin's breath. The blades will spark upon very heavy impact, and it is said that Raiya's opponents can even glimpse the fiery eye of the Dragoness for a fraction of a second. Aside from her signature twin blades, she prefers swords, hidden razors, long bows and throwing knives. 

      She also has a high knowledge of poisons and toxin administration. Guns are not her strong point, but she may be willing to re-learn.


Atheria :: Bonded Dragon :: Deceased 

Shiranui Gearhart :: Adopted Father :: Missing, assumed deceased.

Xidillian :: Adopted elder / Mother :: Missing, assumed deceased

Kyrah :: Adopted sister ::  Misssing

Naomi Shimura :: City roommate / Best friend :: Alive



|| Dragon Rider ||  --- 

Raiya flew with the Kings and Queens of the sky and earth. The Dragons are not the only creatures that claim a place in her memory, but the Dire wolf who chose her after her first dragon fell.

She remembers the adrenaline, the wind whipping against her face with that exhilarating sting, the mighty swoop of wings and thudding of massive paws against earthen ground.

 The mark of the Dragon Rider is still branded on her upper left arm, and the Wolf Paw that signified her bond with the Dire still resides directly above her right hip in a tribal-esque design. The Mark of the Dragon is faded and blotched in appearance, and Raiya normally keeps it  either bound out of sight, or covered with her attire.

Among the occupation of a Dragon Rider, there came a point in time where Raiya found herself with the task of looking after the Empire’s hatchlings. She earned herself the title of “Nana” amongst several of the youngsters, particularly Kaida’s daughter, Rhoda. 

She misses those days. She misses them dearly

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|| H I R A E T H ; Origin: Welsh. (n.)

A home sickness.  The nostalgia, the yearning, and the grief for the lost places of your past.  

 - + -

 Nightwing’s heartbeat had slowed to

a mere murmur. One by one, the

surviving Dragons and Beasts of the

Empire fell into hibernation or cold

& dormant states, leaving the forests

empty and the skies void of pulsing wings.

Raiya slowly fell into a deep depression.

For the first time in her life, she was surrounded only

by constant silence and the knowledge that she was alone.

And as word of death spread,

she began to contemplate her own demise.

A conversation with the Ryujin Dragoness

reluctantly changed her mind; Raiya ultimately

gave Kaida her word that she will live on.

However, a change of scenery was needed:


Using a set of very old keys and the vague

directions a long-past friend had given to her,

 Raiya claimed a place in the City.


     This was not the first time she lived in a populated area, but she had little memory of how to conform to the jungle of lights and impervious walls.

     Thankfully, her city-house is moreso closer to the outskirts than the busy central, and a woman by the name of Naomi Shimura aided in her move and helped her adjust to the city life.


     The change of setting did help to relieve Raiya's withdrawals, However, one thing is certain: Raiya still prefers the woodlands much, much more.  She will even leave the city from time to time just to wander the nearby forests and stay out in the wilderness for several weeks on end.


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     Raiya currently runs a shop called Omnia; 

     From an outward standpoint, it seems like any usual Oddity shop piled high with very well-organized curiosities and items for Apothecary use. However, there is much more to meet the eye than just shelves of antiques, bones, crystals, herbs, oils and old artifacts…


     When approached and inquired by a creature besides human-kind, one will find that Raiya also supplies just about every necessity required for Magic-work: witchcraft, healing, Spirit working, pelts and skulls ideal for Skinwalkers, tools for Rituals, countless herbs, charged Crystals and numerous other items of different Magical essences. Even weapons, if you are good enough at bargaining.

     Keep ye a wary eye, and leave ill intentions at the door. There are several “Guardians” hidden in various locations that protect the Raiya’s items, her shop and her house.

     The Guardians are not living beings, but enchanted, inanimate creatures that spring to life only when they detect ill intentions, whether it be thoughts of thievery, ambush, invasion or vandalism. They are virtually undetectable to magical folk and hidden in plain sight. Always prepared to defend, they are Raiya’s eyes and ears when she is away.

She is never truly a l o n e - ;;


The Ghost, the Rider, the most trusted F r i e n d

     There are very few who have managed to touch her life in such a drastic manner. Spencer is laced into Raiya’s memory as a figure of familiarity, companionship and comfort over countless years. Contact was severed when the Nightwing Empire fell into ruin, yet a chance meeting a long while after entwined their paths once more. Though they currently reside in different homelands, contact is ensured by frequent visits and hawk-borne letters. Raiya looks upon old memories with fondness, and holds dear even the times they sit in silence. She hopes their paths will remain synchronous, and will do whatever she can to keep him around. 

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The Enigma, the Reckless, the Forest P r i n c e

     Encountering the elven hybrid was an unexpected feat indeed. Novak’s vigor and lightheartedness starkly contrasted the stoic personas that Raiya had grown accustomed to, and she is both amused and captivated by him. Novak has become like a brother to Raiya; when at peace, they banter and partake in playful bickering.  When faced with tribulation, they guard one another fiercely. There is never a dull moment with him around, and Raiya could not be more grateful.


Novak, Raiya and Spencer often dwell in each other’s company.

The three of them together is a force to be reckoned with. 

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N A O M I . S H I M U R A

The Tormented, the Companion, the fiercely G u a r d e d

     She could not have been prepared for this chance encounter. It was an unlikely friendship: Naomi was the daughter of someone linked to Raiya’s old life in the Nightwing Empire. Fate lead them to meet in an alleyway during Raiya’s first night in the city. Their differences were placed aside, and a friendship bloomed over marveling over one another’s life stories. Together, they shared a home as roommates, and pulled each other from very dark points in one another’s lives. Raiya looks upon Naomi with utmost fondness despite her history. She knows that Nao can fend for herself, but she vows to vehemently guard her from whatever comes their way. 

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K Y R A H . L a R O U G E

The Wolf, the Confidante, the peripatetic S i s t e r

     A wanderer, this one is ;; an unchained soul entrapped in wanderlust. Communication is incredibly sparse and contact remains short-lived, yet Raiya holds no bitterness towards her adopted sister. There are times where Raiya wishes she could be closer to Kyrah, yet she has learned to not protest when the wolf deems it ready to go. She remains quiet when they part ways, yet is always prepared to welcome Kyrah back with open arms.


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  • Many apologies for the lack of activity

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    Beth and Hannah’s grave

    They are cold. So cold. The life that had dwelt within them has gone and they are safe from the perils of this world.

    No harm can come to them now. Hearts that used to beat with love are still. Minds that felt so many emotions are now blank. We dig the graves and pray their spirits are well received in the afterlife. Their limbs are soft, the time of rigor mortis has passed. We lie them on their backs, feet together, arms folded over their chests and eyes closed. We make a cross with daisies over each torso and blow them a kiss for the journey. Then with heavy hearts we take our spades and begin to cover them in the black earth.
    These are the ritual of people, what they do to say their goodbyes to the ones they love.
    Only, this was deprived of Josh, and the graves before him today are as empty as the words scribbled on the tombstones erected on them.
    ‘Hannah and Beth, beloved daughters and sisters.
    We may never know what happened to you, but you will always be in our hearts, forever.'
    He stood there staring at those graves whilst flake after flake of crystalline ice fell on his shoulders and feeling as his fingers were quickly becoming unresponsive and stiff, painful even from the biting cold.
    He needed to know what had happened, what truly happened. He knew only of what his friends had told him, those that would talk to him that is. And he needed more. He needed to know if it had been somehow possible to save Hannah, to cure her. She was dead. That he knew, and no good ever did come out of digging out the past and mucking around with questions he knew he wouldn’t like the answer to either way. But nevertheless he couldn’t let that question infect his mind any longer. And he didn’t know where to go to look for the answer to aforementioned question. That is...until now. And...shit! He was running late.
    He’d been standing there for far too long and the effects of this were evident and clear as he could barely feel his fingers, or bend them properly, so he shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his jacket and turned around to get to the meeting place as fast as possible.
    However what he saw made him stop dead in his tracks, for what he saw, no-one else could see.

    A living nightmare, tailor made by his own brain. He stood rooted to the ground in terror of his own twisted creation.
    The corpse he stood faced with was almost devoid of skin and pitted by burrowing insects. Without eyelids the milky white eyes stared into the frozen sky while the lip-less mouth hung open and from the depths of it’s throat erupted a ghastly scream before the figure vanished entirely. He hadn’t had enough time to properly see, but he thought it was Hannah. Or could be Sam. He thought to remember the clothing as Sam’s, and that trademark blonde hair.
    Yeah. Sam. Definitely her.
    But why did that matter? In fact, why was he even here? He should be getting on the bus to meet up with Chris, he was already running late.
    Feeling stupid to visit nothing but empty graves Josh immediately started walking towards the bus to get into town to meet up with his best bro.

  • | Sounds like a good idea then. Would you like to plot then? What would be the best way for them to meet? In the wild, perhaps? |

  • Curls around the prettiest Raiya! <3

  • "Kinda. I know more about plants for medicinal purposes, but I'll try my best." Nemo answered with a slight shrug of his shoulders. He took a deep breath, if he were to work with her, she would need to see his face properly at one point. Nemo pulled down his hood, showing his shock of white hair and skin as pale as a ghost.  One eye was a dull grey and the other a piercing, metallic blue. 

    "My name's Nemo, by the way. What about you..?" He asked quietly.

  • It's hard to find help these days. Especially after all of her friends have died or gone missing. Her time isn't over yet. She still has a few last minute things to do before death takes her. She knew it would only be a matter of time before someone comes through and kills her. She the last one after all. The last Warlord. She's not going down without a fight, and she definitely won't have over her weapons. No, she must hide them somewhere she wouldn't even think to look. It was in this thought that Raiya came into mind. Mai has heard of the elf coming into the city and opening a shop of odds and ends. Surely an elf with her kind of history has some sort of vault that will take someone ages to find, and many more to break. It wasn't easy, but with the help of the FBI she was able to get an address for the elf, and she didn't waste any time in making her way over there. 

    She decides to arrive shortly after lunch. She is sure it will be a suitable time to catch Raiya in her shop. She's sure that Raiya still isn't to fond of her. Even if they hadn't come into direct contact in the past, Mai understands that she will only see a Warlord in her shop at first and nothing else. No weapons. Risky but she can't risk giving her hunters another friend. 

    She arrives by taxi, and she's dressed in another white dress that goes down to her knees, and has black trimmings. Her shoulders show with no strap going over them, and her mint green hair is free and lightly curled. Her hair covers her left eye, but her right emerald green eye looks about cautiously. With each step her black knee high heels click against the concrete. She also carries a silver armored case in her left hand. Well she better hurry inside and get this confrontation over with.

    She pushes open the door, and calmly walks into the shop while looking at her surroundings. "Hello? Raiya? It's me, Mai Ortega. You fought along side my father, Ashton Ortega. I need your help, please." She can see what half of this stuff is, and she's beginning to think maybe she should have brought a weapon. She proceeds with caution through the shop while she looks for Raiya. "I don't want any trouble with you..." Her french accent is still noticeable as she speaks.

  • ||Thank you for accepting~ ;u;  I have a siren character that is bound to go inland, please let me know if you feel like plotting!

  • Yeah I'd like to plot. Is there anything you had in mind?

  • (( Thank you for the add :3 ))

  • { Care to plot?}
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