Alyssa Pryn

[[???] - Bahamut]

Name: Alyssa Pryn, Wind over Fresh Snow

Gender: F

Age: 20

Species: Halfbreed

Breed: Wendigo

Height: 5'11

Ruling God: Gale Windess

Element(s): War, Wind, Lightning

Elemental Affinity: 5, 3, 6

Appearance: Monstrous and Soft:

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Personality: For the most part, Wind is a pretty calm and relaxed individual, a great fan of meditation and self improvement. However, this is entirely tempered by her hatred for most artistic pursuits due to her natural inability to really follow them.

Due to this hatred and the curse placed upon her, she has turned into quite an exhausted, annoyed individual. This means that as much as she wants companionship and people to be friends, her lack of ability to communicate makes her annoyed, tired and more likely to just retreat into herself or sit silent and watch others have fun.

Part of her journey of self improvement also includes indulging in her Wendigo lineage and learning to control it through the taking of bounties and bringing them back dead and usually not whole. She sees her desire to eat flesh natural and something to be controlled rather than shunned and pushed away, she has since learned how to avoid going into a frenzy except in the worst of situations and is slowly learning which races taste the best.

Biography: A rather strange pairing, Alyssa's mother and father were; her father was a Monk dedicated to War and control despite being a fullblood Wendigo, her mother a free spirit and wandering bounty hunter. A one night stand resulted in Alyssa and immediately her mother took it upon herself to teach her daughter the ways of the Hunt. She was a good mother, if a little strange and was quite disappointed when Alyssa showed next to no magical talent. Eventually the Hunts caught up to her mother and she left Alyssa in a small village, promising to find her again before taking off.

Alyssa was convinced that her mother's departure was because she couldn't protect both herself and her daughter and with Alyssa having no magic... She couldn't defend herself either. This loathing for her lack of magic grew and grew until she came upon a particularly strange being, although the details of it she can barely remember, only shifting scales, smoke and a silken voice.

She pled her case to this creature who listened intently and it told her that she could have what she wanted... But there would be a price. She accepted, she could handle any price, or so she thought.

When she left that meeting she could perform magic, in fact she was fairly powerful all things considered but the creature took something strange away from her... Her ability to communicate. The ancient being put a curse on her in that she could only communicate, be it writing or speaking, in poetry of various forms. She'd never understood poetry, never appreciated it or any form of art really, and perhaps this creature knew that. She had made her bed though and it was time to lie in it and take to heart the teachings of her mother. She'd find Myla Pryn, that she promised, and the greatest hunt of Alyssa's, now Wind's, life began.

Equipment: Paired stiletto blades, light armour and various daggers, darts and other such throwing items.

Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Other:

-Has grown fairly proficient in poetry due to her curse.

-Still hates Poetry

-Her new name came from how she described her movement to another Hunter

-Hates how pretentious she seems

-Has been mistaken for a very tall leprechaun before

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