Character: Neira Eco
Weight: 115 lbs.
Neria's skin is very pale, accenting both her hair and her eyes. She
very thin compared to most people, almost waif like in appearance.
wears robes of deep blue with silver accents and often walks around
barefoot. She has a small grouping of blue jewels under her left eye
the outline of a teardrop. Her hair is wavy, medium length and worn
most of the time.
Although she looks very forelorn most of the time, she's actually a
amiable and optimistic person.
She doesn't speak much, thanks to the destructive powers of her
Therefore she communicates mostly by telepathy. (Her telepathy is
communication, she has not developed it as a weapon.) She is also an
elemental mage, her primary element being fire.
Basic instinct, if that counts. ^^ Otherwise, next to none save for
magic. Her life has been spent learning magic, not hand to hand
Neira is fifth in line for the throne of Fahren (WAY behind her
Asaka). She really has no desire to rule, wishing to live a peaceful
normal life of her own. Her destructive voice first appeared when she
9 when she was aksed to sing at one of the Kings most popular gala
parties. She brought down the house down...literally. Since then, she
learned to speak telepathically and does so with ease. She does speak
verbally but her voice never rises above a whisper. She is very
her powers. And so were her parents, who appealed to Master Mage Clef
take her in as a student and help her to control her natural gifts.
At the age of 13 she was moved to Cephiro castle where she
as a lady in waiting to Princess Emeraude while learning the basics
magic. Clef has been very pleased with her progress over the years.
has taken an affinity to elemental magic, which he believes may be of
to the Magic Knights. While he does have to keep her from burning
the garden from time to time, he mostly allows her to practice in
and away from prying eyes.
Neira's quarters are in a solitary part of the castle. While she
seek refuge there unless it is to sleep, she has decorated it with
from her homeworld. If she is not practicing magic or taking her
court, Neira enjoys spending quiet moments under a large willow tree
the center of the castle garden, reading a book.
The winds were awfully quiet that morning. The sun had refused to
its face from behind the clouds crowding the sky above. Rain
over the northern horizon, bringing what could be the most rain the
had seen in months.
Neira looked up from her book as the winds died once again. She
at the horizon, silently wishing the rain would hold off...just a
while longer. The story was just getting good and she was hoping to
finish it before her lessons.
But a small rumble of thunder told her that the story would just have
wait a little while longer.
With a quiet sigh, the girl stood. With one hand she clutched the
her chest. With the other she brushed off the back of her robes,
away the dirt and dry grass from the navy material. She shook her
feet free of any loose dirt, then set her sights on a small building
the distance. She would be practicing away from the castle today.
under Caldina's instruction.
Even if the rain ruined her story, practicing with Caldina always
to be an interesting experience. The woman was relentless as a
headmistress, but most comical in her approach. Neira loved to
First, she would be required to practice her breathing
techniques...something Master Mage Clef stressed above all else when
working with magic. Secondly they would go over the basics --
candle with the mind, summoning a rainstorm (which would probably be
out today) and moving objects around the room without breaking
Finally they would move on to adavanced technique, using the lessons
Clef had prescribed for Neira and only her.
Brushing a stray piece of hair from her violet eyes, Neira began her
to the shack in the distance.
And if she was lucky, she wouldn't burn this one down....