ELF, syruna

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syruna female & 277 & heterosexual & elf & elder life & healer appearance let us just say that syruna has never done well with blending in. she's kind of hard to miss, really. the only thing she has going for her in terms of camouflage is her pitiful height -- she's about five feet tall, maybe an inch over that. otherwise, she sticks out like a sore thumb. her most noticeable attribute is her green hair. it takes a naturally bright, neon-like shine to it that can actually be spotted from, like, a mile and a half away. Not only is it so bright, but there is a lot of hair to be dealt with. she is slender in stature with a rather childish build. the only substantial mass she has to her is lean muscle from years and years of hiking and traveling by foot. years of gazing out on the beautiful elvish kingdom have reflected in her happy, blue eyes. personality either at least two paragraphs or five positive traits & five negative traits & five likes & five dislikes & one fear & two habits. perfect characters are not allowed. make sure you research before you give your character any mental disorders. remove this if you do not plan on listing. POSITIVE NEGATIVE LIKES explorative resilient open-minded sunny protective slow learner hot-tempered easily-intimidated fickle secretive sightseeing very bad puns reading helping others pushing people's buttons DISLIKES FEARS HABITS humidity being prodded at being bossed around failing being useless having nothing left to lose talks with her hands (too much) sassy when threatened isolates herself from those who care about her history syruna has been around for a long time. she is almost 300, you know. but with age does not necessarily come wisdom, not always. she feels like she is not growing up, not becoming the adult she is expected to be, even though she's been on her own for more than 10 years. it hasn't been fun, but she is adjusting. ____________________________________________________________ the war is nothing like anything she'd ever seen. it is nothing like a skirmish between men or elves or dark ones. it is beautiful and it is tragic and she runs and she screams and she watches as her world fall aparts. the magic that surrounded her as she grew up is against her in this moment as her family moves again, trying to find the safest village from the war. nowhere is safe. she is a child, and she is unwise. one night, she goes out into the new village to explore. while she loves new places, she is scared. the sounds of battle are starting up again. they are distant, like a clap of thunder that is 8 seconds after the lightning. now it is 5 seconds. now 3. it is above her and she is near the outskirts and she panics. syruna does not know where she is, where her family is. there is only war and bloodshed and the loss of innocent lives near the center of the region. where are her parents? her brother? she runs into the woods, tears drowning her eyes and masking her vision. she wipes them away as the village goes up in flames. she is scared and she is crying and she is alone now. the next day, syruna sifts through the wreckage. maybe she can heal them. by some miracle, she can find her family and make them breathe air again and make her laugh and feel safe. somehow, syruna knows she will never feel safe again. ____________________________________________________________ she travels the elven lands, searching for a purpose. she wants to heal people; she wants to save lives. the war is over and she is older, but syruna is no wiser. she cannot heal and she cannot see her family and she cannot stop crying. she wonders if elder life knows of her wrongdoings, if it will not allow her to practice light magic. her eyes scan the horizon and look toward the dark ones. she wonders and she cries. et cetera syruna has been out of touch with light magic her whole life. she does not feel capable of wielding it and is considering the pursuit of dark magic. she has gone her whole life without making a partner out of a pokemon.

oh, my, my, cold-hearted child, tell where it's all gone, all the luster of your bones, those arms that held you strong fire emblem, nowi played by noel eastern no other characters

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[Elder Life]

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The Tree of Elder Life is nothing like Syruna expected. Her mouth gapes and her jaw unhinges as her eyes wander, scanning her surroundings in awe. She has been here before, but something about the Tree seems different to her. It feels...strange to her somehow, but she cannot confirm this. Perhaps it is her light magic finally getting in touch with her. Perhaps she is nervous. She walks forward anyways, a smile on her face.

Syruna feels excited, but she doubts herself. This Pokemon should not be hers. She does not feel like she is ready. Hell, she's been around for almost 3 centuries and she doesn't feel ready. She has to be ready. And yet, the uncertainty slows her pace but does not halt it entirely

I can do this. her brain tells her, the voice inside her head even stuttering with fear of the future.

They've already told her where to go. She pushes through her hesitance and makes all the right turns, arriving in a crevice that has never graced her eyes before. It feels sacred, and she smiles again. She knows she should be here. There are Pokemon before her, and her mouth cracks open.

"Hello."

[Elder Life]

your choices!

  

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They all look at her and she feels a bead of sweat form on her bow. Her mind drifts to the temperature; it is chilly inside the tree, surprisingly. For a moment she wonders if this is the process, but Syruna settles on a lack of connectivity to any of them. Oh, she wishes one would answer, at least once. She's never had a Pokemon companion before, and she feels like she is ready for one. It is time for her to start becoming who she wants to be, and all she can do now is stand here and wait for an answer. And sweat, apparently.

Hello.

She nearly squeals in excitement, but settles for a wide grin. She knows exactly which Pokemon is speaking to her, and her eyes land on the Ralts. It inches toward her, and she returns the motion. "We're partners now." she says, incapable of containing herself. The Ralts leaps to her, aiming for her chest. It mews a happy mew and Syruna knows that this is what is supposed to happen. "You are Say'ri." she says contently.

[Elder Life]

ceremony complete

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species: Ralts
gender: Male
type: Psychic/Fairy
level: 15
ability: Telepathy
moves: Mean Look

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