R A I Y A
G E A R H A R T
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|| Elven {possible hybrid~?} || Immortal ||
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
||| N O M A D
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.
||| F U G I T I V E
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.
||| 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.
||| 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.
N O W
| | | - Drifter, Redemption, Keeper -| | |
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" --- You must live o n "
||| 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.
||| 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.
||| 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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Spencer had spared the avians any mission flights during his travel, up until they were close enough to guide him to the location, just like the messages of any other trip they had successfully fulfilled for the duo. The trek itself took time to register in Spencer’s thoughts. So many months had been spent traveling to the tune of running, rarely did he have something as specific at the end destination to look forward to. Then there were the circumstances as a whole… This wasn’t a stop by Omnia. He had learned that quickly enough with the stares and confrontations in the Middle East that he was promptly working to avoid.
It felt like his knuckles had hardly left the surface by the time Raiya pulled the door open, giving him every indication that she had been waiting. The man’s face lit up to be seen for a fraction of a second before he was pulled in for the embrace that was shared. Spencer hugged her tightly until the tension in his frame started to dwindle. All the while, he drew in a long and steady breath.
She was alive. No matter what his worries told him over the messages sent, no matter how little control he had in what he heard. The breath was released over her shoulder and a hand rose to cradle the back of her head. She was alive.
His eyes shut tightly for a moment as he gathered himself by the time they had parted, but a glossiness to those hues wasn’t missing when he finally looked at her. There was something about hearing her voice again. It put a broad smile across his face no matter how loaded the question at hand was. “I’ve… been better or worse… Raiya I’m so happy to see you again.”
-Thank you so much. It is a large in progress. I have all the ideas on my head and just trying to figure out how to get them out. I'd love to write with another Elven character. -
It took all of Blight's focus to use telekinesis to alter the flight Tracjectory of the multitude of shrapnel from his direction and redirect it towards the hunters. But the focus he needed meant he couldn't dodge as effectively as he had to stand still for his TK to work.
A point blank spear was something he was unable to redirect or dodge in time. The only thing he could do was twist his body so the spear would at least miss his heart but still it would inpale him right in the chest. Had he been just an elf. He would die from such a wound but he was more then just an elf.
He fell to one knee as he felt his energy drain and he would let out a call. Moments later a booming roar was heard overhead as a giant shadow was cast upon the ground. Soon the one behind the road was revealed as a mighty, giant, black, armored dragon descended from the blacken skies.
"BURN them ALL!"
Blight yelled out and the dragon looked upon the ones his master was fighting. It's maw would open as shadows began being drawn inside. Within seconds, a blast of darkness flame would come raining down upon the hunters to finish the fight once and for all.
- pokes cookies, takes a sniff. Turns up nose at Cass cookies. - No Trust Cass
"Anywhere~"
Once the Elven woman was seated in place, her much larger friend stepped away from that ledge until his talons could no longer reach. From there, his finned tail began waving itself in a side-to-side motion, giving them a surprising amount of forward movement. They were already headed out to see where somebody was less likely to spot them.
"Ever been surfing before?" Tempest would ask when lifting his head to glance at her, somewhat grinning at the thought of giving her a joy ride. Regardless of what her answer was, he'd speed ahead towards what appeared to be some very large waves ahead, surpassing even him in terms of size. Chances were she's had far more dangerous rides than this.
"Hold on for this one!"
By manipulating the surrounding water, the sea drake used it to propel himself at increasingly high speeds, turning to move horizontally with the coast.
With that same enormous wave finally reaching them, he began rising on its curvature, literally riding it sideways as they tilted towards his left. What kept them from tipping over, and Raiya from falling off was the fact it was pushing on them enough to prevent such. "Here we go!!"
As the crest began to overhang, said aquatic male was coming to a ninety-degree angle while they zipped through it. Not long after, they were close to being upside down from him rotating, continuing to speed through the narrowing tunnel of water before them.
Once a full three-sixty roll was made, Tempest bolted further ahead to escape the crashing waters above upon landing, avoiding it. He quickly moved aside before leaping over the oncoming wave, diving under, and surfacing again with a splash.
"How are you holding up back there?!"
- leaves a buttload of smol sugar icing cookies all over her shop counter-
A little over a week passed since the last letter had dropped into Spencer’s hands. The mage had started moving toward its purpose just as quickly as he could. He was off the Australian continent well beforehand as a head start. It felt like stepping away from chaos to get back on a boat, and without worries of the clouds overhead. There were no letters sent; the raptors had done their part.
The coordinates were followed steadily, but not without double-checking on the numbers when he saw where the crosshairs fell. The Middle East was a region he had seldom visited. Heat and sand were hardly his chosen climate, nor did the pale man pass through very quietly in the day. He spent the nights moving at quicker speeds and avoided cities in the day, if his course could allow. Traveling as the crow flew never bothered the mage so long as provisions allowed. He saw the unrest on occasions the closer he grew to the destination, and spent one night among it, ducking low in wait for the chance to move. The region, the people… it turns out he couldn’t perceive Raiya’s movements by just letters alone. Where all had Mai taken her, just what did the capture mean? By the last stretch, he was trusting the hawk with his course of action up until Cyr would take a landing place on one of the structure’s window sills. It was night by the time he had reached it. Spencer drew in a steady breath and made his way toward the building. His eyes did a sweep around the vicinity before finally, a knock came on the door.
"That weird bloke I fell on in the Cafe? Yeah." This would explain why he was passed out during that old ruckus. At least her friend wasn't injured afterward.
When she accepted this, the corners on his maw partially rose into a light grin, turning around to walk forward. His tail would motion for her to follow, where they’d approach a rocky ledge where a small fresh-water river was.
"You'll probably get a lot of drag from that outfit." As true as that was, Tempest dipped his front legs first, eventually submerging half his figure since it really was really shallow where they were. Once in, he'd extend his neck over for Raiya to climb on for when she was ready, or needed to change into something better suited for water.
*Gets down and does his chores but accidentally boops another vase with the broom handle while sweeping*
*noms the sandwich but tosses the crusts on the ground from his spot in the rafters.*
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