Fheiora Zs’ndaeryan (Fay-o-ra Sing-air-e-an)

Fheiora Zs'ndaeryan

Divine Goals & Aspirations

Healing, medicine, and mercy

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Excellent health and physical condition.

Body Features

Fur-covered
Bushy tail
Tall, elf-like ears (10” slanted upwards)
Claws
Bipedal
Digitigrade legs

Facial Features

Jutting nose that slopes to the chin
Luxuriantly furry cheeks
Bushy eyebrows
Long ears slanted upwards

Identifying Characteristics

Three long scars on left thigh
Personal symbol carved on right thigh

Physical quirks

Occasionally runs on all fours.

Special abilities

Skills:
Hunting/Gathering
Wilderness survival
Tracking
Animal lore
Brawling
Blind-fighting
Archery
Cooking
Dancing
Basket weaving
Tailoring
Herbalism

Powers:
Low matter control of solids, liquids, and gases

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(Increases to High following major training)

Healing, minor
Healing, major (acutely focused in moments of distress for others)

Apparel & Accessories

Green vest w/ pouches
- Healing herbs and salves
- Runes: Eihwaz, Isa, and Raido
Pink camisole w/ white lace
Dark grey and pink cloth shorts
Belt
Waterskin
Hip pouches (2) w/ personal symbol etched
Backpack
- Grooming supplies
- Snacks
- Cloth bandages
- Blanket
- Change of clothing

Specialized Equipment

Fire-resistant gloves (tips exposed for energy flow)
Brightness-shielding green-tinted eye visor or goggles
Pouch w/ wood shavings for fire creation
Hip-mounted flint stones

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Background & Misc. Information:

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Fheiora grew up with her tribe in the middle east area we know as Iran. During a training battle at the age of 14, Fheiora slipped into a berserk rage and accidentally killed two fellow fighters and a mother watching from the sidelines. The tribe elders consulted their visions and ruled to banish Fheiora into the desert alone with three rocks tied around her waist to represent the three lives she had ended.

After traveling for two days, she was captured by Gh’d-rajha monsters who were ravaging the villages in the area. Fheiora was faithful to her punishment and had never removed the heavy rocks, but the Gh’d-rajha did. She was placed in a cage with other prisoners to be saved as food. The Gh’d-rajha traveled through a rift to the bay area of another continent (San Francisco area) to continue their rampage but were intercepted by the continent’s World Dragon, Kindav. Fheiora and the others were freed and returned to their homes, but since Fheiora no longer had a home to go back to

she was taken in and nursed back to health by High Priestess Esa Bonoakli, the head priestess of the Temple of Eir in nearby Salvaernia. Bonoakli set Fheiora up as a Temple Hand and gave her room and board in exchange for Fheiora obtaining a job in a textile factory cutting and sewing clothing and bags.

At age 20, Priestess Elysia, also a rescue brought into the temple, saw potential in Fheiora and began teaching her the ways of healing.

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Fheiora did not know about the existence of another world.

The priestesses keep their maidens mostly sheltered from the outside world and the news about attacks by Mulfaers, Megiddonites, and monsters though they make them aware that there are dangers such as these they should watch for and avoid.

At age 24, Fheiora meets Jayce Traeger (whom she calls Jeirouk) and begins adventuring with him starting with a quest to help him regain his memories. The experience of getting away from the rigors of the temple and rediscovering her fighter/mage roots reinvigorates her and she decides to say goodbye to the temple and continue journeying with Jayce and companions. She also discovers that she is developing feelings for Jayce, partially due to her emerging pubescence.

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An encounter with Ragnarr results in her retaining a mental suggestion that Tala'mans are responsible for the near destruction of the planet and must be eradicated. This causes her to attempt the execution of all the captured Tala'mans they are striving to rescue from CAGE. Fortunately, she is made aware of her condition and partially snapped out of it by Jokester and the mind manipulation is later repaired by Hollenbeck.

Sexuality

Beginning into puberty (around age 24 for Zs'ndaeryan

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Akrenavi/

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Employment

Temple Hand at Temple of Eir
Clothing Tailor

Failures & Embarrassments

Has been snuck up on several times, which she recognizes as a flaw needing to be corrected.

Mental Trauma

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Suffers from remorse for having killed three of her tribespeople during a training duel.

Was captured and placed in a cage by Gh'd-rajha monsters who intended to later eat her and their other captives.

Horrific sensation experienced while traveling through the planet via a rift.

Intellectual Characteristics

Smart, but impulsive and prone to angry outbursts.
Curious, and will tirelessly seek out the answer to something which really piques her interest.
Loses interest quickly in conversations and will interject what is on her mind or walk away out of boredom.

Morality & Philosophy

Despises loss of life.
Dislikes lies.
Important to not lose honor.

Personality Characteristics

Motivation

Helping others, to atone for her past sins.

Likes & Dislikes

Likes (L) / Addictions (A) / ”Spinach” (S):
Adventure (L)
Fighting (L)

Dislikes (D) / Phobias (P) / ”Kryptonite” (K):
Heights (D)
Feelings of Self-Helplessness (P)
Loss of life (D)
Lying (D)

Vices & Personality flaws

Danger of being enraged into a berserk state, becoming violently frenzied without thought of the damage she is inflicting or upon whom.

Personality Quirks

When she kills an animal, she thanks it for its sacrifice and tries to use as much of the animal as possible.

Hygiene

Bathes weekly

Social

Contacts & Relations

Friends and Family:
Priestess Elysia
Gusty Meadow
Eir Temple Hands
Jayce Traeger ("Jeirouk")
Hollenbeck
Xach Dragonskull
Adrianne Taishi
Vanaura Rahynee

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Has been disavowed by her tribe/family.

Enemies and Disliked Individuals:
Jokester
Risk
Mazer
Ganjō
Gazlo
Ragnarr
Megiddon
R. G. Kowertz
Phantessa
Kestleroy

Speech

Persian-type accent

by Calamity_Crow

Alignment

Neutral Virtuous

Current Location

Salvaernia

Age

Birthplace

Tala'm

Children

Current Residence

Salvaernia, Vaustille-Kalos

Gender

Female

Eyes

Light Green

Hair

On head: wavy, reddish-orange, brushed but tousled like fire, long-length; On body: tan, brown, and white fur; short-length

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Tan, brown, and white fur; short-length

Height

5’ 4”

Weight

120 lbs.

Belief/Deity

Eir, goddess of healing

Aligned Organization

Temple of Eir

Known Languages

Zs'ndaeryan

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(a form of Akrenavian)

Anglosh, broken

Excerpt from book:

"This me." Fheiora concentrates on the flame she created to envelop it with a separate sphere of fire. "This troubles I face since rescue you and choose to help you. Were there many? Yes." Gesturing as though she is pushing in on it, she slowly shrinks the sphere in towards the flame. “This troubles close in and me brave them, sometimes not have choice." As she finishes pressing in, the once-large sphere of fire joins with the little flame to make it noticeably bigger. "Troubles scary at time, yes, but I overcome them and now I bigger person for it."

"This you" Fheiora presses forward as she, having extinguished the first blaze and plucked a new wood shaving, generates a separate flame in her other hand to represent Jayce. As before, she illustrates by growing a separate sphere of fire around it. "This troubles you face." She then uses her finger and directs the small flame to move outside of the sphere. "This you run from troubles… You maybe escape no problem or maybe get burned on way out, but you smaller person for not stay and deal with instead of run, and now troubles still remain; maybe burn others. Be bigger person, Jeirouk. Be brave and you grow from all that life give you and take from you."

Followed shortly by:

The instant Jayce’s feet touch the ground, Fheiora rushes at him and rams her fist into the left side of his face, despite the helmet still being on, and he stumbles back a step. The helmet absorbs most of the impact, but several of the nanomachines fall loose, having been ruptured by her punch, and others move in to quickly repair the damage.

"You make me so angry! I try to care and you trick me, having ruin honor for no reason! Should throw you down deep hole and- and… leave you to rot! You not care ‘bout others’ feelings. You big fake and liar! I not trust you anymore! Rrrr!"

Jayce was being kind of a jerk by belittling those efforts and deserved it though.

Fheiora Zs’ndaeryan (Fay-o-ra Sing-air-e-an)