Alyssia Pyre

[Alyssia~!]

THE BASICS
NAME: Alyssia Pyre
ALIAS: Aly
AFFILIATION: Caldo
RANK: Monarch
GENDER: Female
AGE: 28
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual (straight)

THE ANIMAL HALF
SPECIES: Wolf
APPEARANCE: Her pelt is beautiful white-like color, as though they were the hottest part of the fire. It is of a medium length and very soft to the touch. It is naturally warm, like that of a true fire, though like standing at a distance. She is lithe, her muscles toned down to make her appear weak, yet she is very strong. She has little trouble enforcing things upon others when they are out of line or when she is hauling herself around. She is dotted with the occasional scar here and there, fur torn and skin distorted with the blows she had received from previous battle. Her nose is coal black, as are the pads of her feet, claws, and the insides of her ears. The tips of her tail and paws are a sort of charcoal gray, as though they have been singed by a fire. Her eyes are the most intriguing part, for they are a bright orange and flicker constantly like the flames.

THE HUMAN HALF
APPEARANCE: She is not too tall, yet not too short. She finds herself resting comfortably in the middle at 5'5'' and weighing 135 lbs. She has plenty of curves as well as muscle, though it is toned down and makes her appear rather small to anyone who comes across her. She is a small stature woman, with an easy gait and relaxed aura about her. She has scars across her skin in various places, showing off just how many fights she has managed to get into and out of alive, even with a battle scar to prove her worth. She has a heart shaped face, the curves of her chin being beautiful. Her lips are full and light pink, while her skin is rather tan appearing in comparison to her hair. Her hair is long, reaching down to her waist, and it has a slight curl to each end of the strands. It sort of seems like a white fire itself, for its color is a platinum blonde. It appears mostly white with the slight golden streaks throughout it. Her eyes have to be the strangest part about her. They are bright orange, reflecting not only the fire, but even the warm orange hues of dying fall leaves.

IN DEPTH COVERAGE
PERSONALITY:

• Passionate: She stands firmly with what she believes in and always finds the passion to go through with it. She also fiercely loves those around her that she considers comrades.
  
• Temper: Just like all of those in Caldo, she has a nasty temper that would scare the pants of almost anyone. Of course, she has control over it most days.
  
• Tolerance: She is very tolerant when it comes to certain things, finding her fuse shorter than most, and she can be patient with these things.
  
• Willing: She is willing to start a fight and go to war any moment, mostly without hesitation, for she knows of the strength of her Kingdom.
  
• Firm: She is definitely firm in her choices, adamant on anything she chooses. She never gives up and this can make it hard for most people to keep up.
  
• Loyal: She has undying loyalty for those around her, especially her comrades, and she believes she will on day find herself throwing her body beneath a blade for them.
  

STRENGTHS:

• Fire
  
• Air (fuels fire)
  
• Smart
  
• Adamant
  
• Speed
  

WEAKNESSES:

• Water
  
• Earth (crushes fire)
  
• Temper
  
• Getting Along with Other Kingdoms
  
• Lack of Trust (among strangers)
  

FEARS: She does not have many, but those that she does have are not too pretty. She fears losing her friends to death, no matter what it may be. She fears being alone all her life, for she seems to depend on relationships to get by since her family has gone. She does not trust men well, and cannot seem to bring herself on good terms with them, though fears them to an extent.
DESIRES: To be a fantastic leader, having gained the respect of all those around her, and eventually find someone who will put up with her personality long enough to consider even a relationship. This is a hidden desire, though, and she never reveals it to anyone.
WEAPONS: A special type of bow and arrow that she can light ablaze and still shoot without it diminishing into a pile of ash.
ELEMENT: Fire
OTHER: She has a pet phoenix named Belenus. He is named after the Celtic Sun God. He has the ability to disintegrate himself into flames if someone is about to kill him, reducing himself to a pile of ash. From the flames, he is born again, yet as a baby. A few days of nurturing will bring him back to his adult stage, for they grow quickly.

BACKGROUND
HISTORY: Alyssia was born within the Fire kingdom, finding herself as a Princess of sorts, for her father was the leader of them. Her father had an extremely explosive temper, much more so than her mother did. She was an only child and it was intended to be kept that way because of what her father constantly did. His temper would lead him to take out his rage on his family, often bringing beatings to them as the child grew up. Her mother took most of the beatings, but there were days when she would not be able to get out of bed because of the pain she felt from those beatings. Instead, her child would take them at that point and she could not bear how horrible she felt about it. There could have been people to know about this, but her father was the ruler, and there wasn't a single person who dared to speak out against him.

She discovered her powers at the age of four, when her father came home angered and chased her into the street. She found herself backed into a corner, scared of what would happen. So, her instinct did what it was meant to do. Protect her. She had accidentally set his clothing ablaze, which in turn caused him to take his attention from her as the neighbors put out his clothing. She sat there in the streets, at a loss for words. The usually fiery little girl had fallen silent, stunned at what she had done. When she returned home, she found her strangely calm parents there waiting for her, but they were not angered with her. In fact, they were extremely proud that their child had discovered the powers of fire. Her mother controlled lightning and her father controlled fire. It was thought that just because she was a woman that she could gain lightning.

Her powers were nurtured from then on. She was trained every single day to control them, target things with ease, and control how much she burned, when to stop it. Over time, as fourteen years passed, she found herself able to control them almost perfectly. Of course, like any other person in Fire, she had her tempers and could not control them some of the time. She was treated with respect, not only because of her position within the Kingdom, but also because of her blood. She had been training as a Warrior all the years and she was one of the most skilled ones there were. However, her father was still an angry maniac most times, leaving the beatings to her and her mother still. The older he got, the worse he became, and it began to leak into his ability as a leader. The people were starting to fear him, causing a dysfunction among them.

Alyssia was well aware that she needed to do something, so she remained away from home one night to think about what she needed to do. When she returned home the next morning for something to eat and possibly some rest rather than going to training, she found her mother dead on the kitchen floor. There was a knife within her chest, blood pooling out around her. She was lying in a puddle of her own crimson life, and she had been dead for hours. Being a wolf shifter, her sense of smell was so keen, that the scents upon the blade could not escape her. Her mother's scent was there, yes, but so was her father's, giving her a damn good reason to go after him now. However, she was smart enough to not approach it out right, especially in front of the others. Unknowingly, she set the house on fire and walked out, making way to where her father was.

He was training some new recruits and they were terrified, not wanting to do anything just because of how mean their father was. When one of the recruits failed to do something as he had said, he raised a hand to bring it down upon them in pain. With her temper flared enough as it was, she found herself transformed into her wolf half and barreling into her father. She stood over him, announcing for all to hear of the deeds he had done, those of her mother and to herself. The beatings had given her scars and only proved her point to a greater level. She knew that she needed to get rid of him in order for the Kingdom to remain at peace. Somewhat at least. Fire people were always fiery. She gave him the option of stepping down silently and leaving the Fire. If he did not, then she would not hesitate to kill him, which she had the urge to do all things considered.

He left silently, not bidding any goodbye to those around him. Alyssia stepped up to her father's position at nineteen years of age, taking control over the Fire grouping. It was easier for her to get along with people, because many liked her and she knew to treat them properly. The fear still lingered, even though her father was gone, but she soon gained their trust through their respect for her and by respecting them. Seven years came and went, where she formed an alliance with the Lightning. With them, they fought many wars and battles, as they came and went with time. The worst was around when she was twenty six years of age. Her Fire and the Lightning fought valiantly against Water and Ice. Though, despite all of the killing, neither side could win. The war was soon called to an end. The only resulting thing was the destroyed lands.

Alyssia called for a truce, then each kingdom laid down their weapons. The elements went from six to three, retreating to specific corners of the lands that suited them the best. She had created a permanent alliance with the Lightning, creating Caldo as a result, for the leader of the Lightning had perished within the war. As sad as it was, they moved on and she resumed the position of Monarch within the group. Over the following year, she gained the trust of those with lightning abilities and she became a very loved leader. She kept her cool in most situations, learning to dissipate them rather than blowing up on people herself. It gave her a longer fuse than most, though she is still often the one within her alliance to start the wars. Through the past year, she has been beginning to rebuild her army for protection sake, just as the rumors have been said. The rebuilding is not for the purpose of attacking the other elements, but because she does not trust the Ombra Kingdom, worried something bad will come of their very presence.

It was one day that she received a gift from a complete stranger, never having the chance to meet the person face to face. She had gotten from them a baby phoenix, whom she named after the Celtic Sun God, Belenus. He grew rather quickly and is now an adult. Like all phoenixes, he had the ability to burst himself in the flames and be reborn from the ashes as a hatchling or as a beautiful silver egg. His tears also have the ability to heal any wound, something that many people would really want to get their hands on. His screech is also powerful, able to cause an incessant ringing in anyone's ears if used properly, and he is able to create large enough sound waves when he wishes. This can stun enemies or even physically push them back. He is a dangerous bird, especially considering that he is truly hundreds of thousands of years old.

OOC NAME: Alyssia.
OTHER CHARACTERS: None, at the moment.

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