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R A I Y A

G E A R H A R T

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T H E N

|||- Nomad, Fugitive, Warlord, Dragon Rider -|||

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 The begining is hazy
Much like how one never recalls the start of a D R E A M

 


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She grew up astride the back of her guardian, Obsidian. The elf and the dire wolf led a nomadic life, traveling the planet at their leasure for as long as Raiya could remember.
Dangers of such a life were inevitable, for they occasionally found themselves in the crossfire of multiple wars, territory disputes between opposing civilizations, and tracked by hunters who so desperately desired the ancient wolf's hide. It was still a quiet, peaceful life for the majority of it, and it was a life that they were both content with. As Raiya grew older, her desire for knowledge and new experiences grew. Obsidian eventually allowed her to go off and visit populated areas when they stopped to rest, and he stayed out of sight with a watchful eye. Raiya socialized and learned from those she encountered, picking up various skills such as different languages, cultures, self-defense methods, healing, and much more. Raiya found that each place provided a different skill, and she could not get enough. Obsidian would always appear again after a few weeks, and he and Raiya would continue on their way.

They had no home of their own, and they never stayed in one place for too long. Raiya was fully content with this lifestyle.


Until, that is, She met Maigra Lainé.

 

 

 

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It was a chance happening, and one that would alter the course of life as she knew it. Raiya and Obsidian ran into Maigra Lainé, an ex-member of the infamous Warlord Army, and Leer, her black-feathered dragon companion, while ambushing a slaver's squadron as they transported their newest haul of prisoners. The four of them quickly subdued the slavers and freed those imprisoned. The squadron leader used his final breaths to mock Raiya and Mai, stating that they have done nothing but brush dust away from the surface, and had saved no one in the long run. The women soon found leads to the potential headquarters and, filled with determination to sever the head from the snake, began to plan their attack. Leer and Obsidian warned them to leave it be, but did they listen? Absolutely not. Alas, the pair were inevitably captured and faced horrors untold within a gargantuan underground slaver's prison.
Yet their spirits remained unbroken, and their treatment only fuled their motivation. The two ultimately broke free, and their escape and aquisition of the prison's database ultimately led to the violent self-destruction of the entire facility.
Raiya was absolutely devastated at the loss of so many innocent lives. Mai argued that that the lives sacrificed are miniscule in number compared to the lives saved in the future. Thus was the mentality of a Warlord, and it was a mentality that Raiya had yet to accept.

The four of them had to flee due to the following investigations. Raiya and Obsidian found a home with Mai and Leer, and they all lived together for a bit over a year. During this time, Raiya helped Mai study the lands and the creatures in it, and Mai taught Raiya various forms of advanced skills. Obsidian still had the heart of a Nomad, and soon became restless. He wished that he and Raiya move on, yet the elf protested. She enjoyed what she was doing with Mai, and felt like she had much still to learn. Mai found a solution; she would reach out to a colligue for a due favor;

And thus, Raiya and Obsidian traveled to the Warlord territory, and Raiya was taken under General Creed's wing.

 

 

 

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||| W A R L O R D

Their initial arrival to the Warlord territory was met with quiet hostility from all of the high-ranking generals. General Creed himself seemed quite disgruntled that he had to take the young elf under his wing, yet he kept true to his promise to Mai, and took on the roll of Raiya's mentor.

Raiya was no stranger to magic and its many uses, yet Creed mentored her on exactly how magic worked. The physics, the theories, he overall taught her to better grasp exactly what magic was, how it interacted with the planet's many elements, and how it can be paired with more "artificial" components to enhance desired powers. Raiya gained a much deeper understanding of how to use magic, and thus, her abilities and strength increased tenfold.

Magic was not the only skillset that Raiya sharpened. She partook in weapons training and routine sparring matches with the other soldiers, hence honing her combat techniques both with and without weaponry.

Her time as a soldier did not come without qualms. The Warlords were a brutal bunch, and they relied on the strength of their teams and the strength of the army as a whole to survive. Any form of weakness in a soldier was seen as a threat to the rest of the squad, and hence, weakness was not tolerated.

Raiya got into frequent verbal spats with one of the Grandmasters, Mitchel Blade, most commonly known as “Wrath." Accurately titled, the inflammatory personality of the Grandmaster did not mesh well with Raiya's unsubmissive temperament, and those verbal spats quickly escalated into a physical altercations. The altercations proved to be a source of both amusement and annoyance to the colleges that had to pull them apart.

As time wore on, she began to gain a better understanding of the complicated world they lived in. The more she learned about the world, the more she learned about herself and the history of those she lived with. One could say that she learned a little too much. The familiar feeling of restlessness grew. One final and brutal battle with Wrath left them both with severe injuries; That was the final straw in the elf's mind. Raiya was no Warlord. She never could be; the difference between her nature and theirs was far too stark.

Raiya gained Creed's permission and forgiveness, and she withdrew from the Warlord army.

 


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||| D R A G O N . R I D E R

The Empire of the Night-Winged, or more commonly known as "Nightwing." It was one of the two segments of the whole planet that was entirely untouched by the modern world, and it was completely and viciously free from the influence of outside forces. The gargantuan territory and all who dwelled in it were ruled under the fierce and watchful eye of Kaida and her trusted Draconian council. The territory was as great and feral as the beasts that called it home, and it was there that Raiya found her own true home for many, many years.

After Obsidian's departure, she found herself bonding with a dire Dragoness by the name of Atheria. Atheria was the mate of Chanook, the Dragon who ruled the lower crescent of the Empire.

Raiya and Atheria collaborated with their many companions to help build and defend the Empire. Raiya flew with the kings and queens of the sky, she fought wars side by side with friends, she helped nurture the young dragons and new life that blossomed during times of peace.
She learned, she loved, she thrived,

;---- and she l o s t,


 The Empire of the Night-Winged met its premature and devastating end.

 

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N O W

| | | - Drifter, Redemption, Keeper  -| | | 

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 " --- You must live o n "

 

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||| D R I F T E R 

Raiya experienced death on that fateful day. The mental bond between Dragon and Rider allows the pair to share feelings, sensations, thoughts and notions even from afar. Raiya felt everything when Atheria fell to her violent and abrupt end, and with the loss of her partner, a part of Raiya died too.

Once she scrounged up enough strength to travel again, Raiya searched the ravaged territory for any signs of life. Any hope she had of finding those she cherished was quick to dissolve ;; with every death confirmed and every life unaccounted for, it became all too real that the life she knew was over.

Raiya began to withdraw deeper and deeper into herself. For the first time in her long life, she was truly, completely, and terribly alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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||| R E D E M P T I O N

Light has an odd way of reaching even the darkest corners;; A gleam of hope was birthed by the unexpected meeting of Naomi Shimura.

Raiya's adaptation to life in the bigger city was a smooth transition thanks to Naomi's help. Rehabilitation came with time, and soon enough, Raiya found purpose once more. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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||| K E E P E R 

Omnia Oddities is Raiya's current "project." This two-story shop features a library on the top, and a general oddities shop below. It appears fairly normal to the untrained eye, yet Omnia provides necessary items and valuable tools for magic users. Some of these commodities include ritual tools, healing supplies, various herbs, stones and a plethora of other things both on display and hidden away. Ask nicely, and she may have it.

One best mind their step and keep ill intents at the door: Omnia is guarded by an array enchanted beings that are hidden in sight. These creatures become self-activated upon the detection of a thief or a patron with sinister intents both towards the shop or its keeper. 

 

 

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

 

S P E N C E R

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

 

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     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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N O V A K

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

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     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

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     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

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     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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O O C -;;

Threads are tentatively closed

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Rai :: Site Admin :: OOC friendly

 

Raiya's character has been a work in progress since roughly 2010. Her history, personality, and everything about her has been created by RP interactions over the years. It is my goal to continue developing her as a character and her storyline to its maximum potential, up until I feel it is appropriate to retire her. All plots I take on directly influence her and her storyline.

Raiya has also been a good supporting character, mentor, rival, etcetera for other characters over the years. I am more than happy to have her help further develop your own character in a plot, be it a short-term interaction or a longer term plan.

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Paragraph, Multi-Para, Novella, One-liners, No-Preference


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  • oh my GOODNESS hi baby girl!!! i was so nervous i wouldn't hear from you

  • //; Have not been on here in a hot minute or five. Hello, nostalgia ~

  • Hello honey!! I miss you.

  • In the vicinity of the elven woman, a low yet repeating pat-like sound could be heard from approaching footsteps, which must've been awfully small compared to anyone near her own height. The being in question was short, no more than two feet high, dressed in an azure cloak with a loose Byzantium undersuit. His skin was ultra white, two large horns adorning his head with a blue ribbon sitting in between, and held round black hues with dull spikes protruding from both sides of his head where the ears would be.

    With what appeared to be a light brown teddy bear and a wrapped up blanket held in both short arms, the extraterrestrial visitor finally closed the gap between them, stopping just three feet away before his smaller lips curved into a slightly anxious smile. "Thank you for the add!" Upon speaking, his two offerings would be raised up for her to grab.

  • //Hey!

  • // Anytime, and it's all good. I like your face claim by the way!

  • Many apologies for the lack of activity

    Replies and a much-needed page upgrade will be done as soon as possible!

  • ONE YEAR AFTER THE BLACKWOOD INCIDENT
    14:23
    Josh
    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.

  • 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.

  • Once he had been 'cleared' from the impromptu lesson, Nik's arm would hardly move. Lest he forget something and end up with an arm-full of talons or a face full of feathers. Speaking of which? He had her attention it seemed. Nik's eyes flickered from the hawk, to the meat he held. The edge of the glove, as if eye contact on the bird itself would detour in some way. All he could do was wait and see, follow the instructions. He didn't have much to lose if nothing were to come of it, did he?

    Except an unholy level of excitement over it. And so, he'd whistled, kept his arm as told. The room was silent, down to what seemed like not even a rustle of a feather from the bird, nor a breath from Raiya or himself alike. He had just about commenced to turn his head towards Rai, a half-frown poised on his expression. It was wiped away the moment he saw something of the corner of his eye. Movement of the bird quickly bringing his focus back to it.  Nikolas inhaled briefly, watching the raptor lower its stance. He wouldn't move an inch.

    The sound rang out loud and clear. The short rush of air as the perch on the chair was left absent, wings unfurled in the interior space no different than as she had entered. Nikolas himself wasn't breathing. Something of shock, surprise, and a little adrenaline present as the bird seemed to come forth head on. If the shock hadn't been present he might have moved. By some miracle he didn't. Closer, and closer, and closer, the raptor closed in quicker than his head processed it. The closer she approached, his eyes flickered from the talons bared to the wingtips closest. A mere second and a half before she landed, Nik finally flinched some. His eyes shutting, head tipping back a tad in fear of those incoming feathers. His arm shifting only slightly yet far too late to detour the raptor.

    He felt weight on his arm. Nikolas' eyes snapped right open again, quickly glancing over to see the result. His arm shook ever so slightly before adjusting to the weight, keeping steady. The chunk of flesh was given up willingly, a minor scratch possibly to be had on his part for not releasing but he made no fuss to it... he was far too busy staring. Light blue eyes were dumbfounded like a kid walking into an amusement park for the first time. "That's... that was incredible..." He managed to say. A grin was broad across his face. If it wasn't for the bird's presence on his arm, the chances he would be so still were slim to none.

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I actually made it on time 🤧"
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