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Anahera-san has a minion!

Minion the Snigog

Anahera-san
Legacy Name: Anahera-san

The

Marsh Illumis
Owner: ~~teacupppp~~

Age: 16 years, 2 months, 2 weeks

Born: December 30th, 2009

Adopted: 14 years, 11 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: April 5th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 11
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

Not up for roleplay until she becomes Marsh.

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Basic Information

Name - Anahera
Age - 29
Gender - Female
Sexuality - Bisexual, with male preference
Status - Single and looking
Ethnicity - Unknown
D.O.B. - Unknown
Zodiac Sign - Unknown
Occupation - Author
Living Quarters - Nothing permanent

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Appearance

Eyes - Pine green
Hair - Long, wild and unkempt
Skin - Tan
Clothing - Modest, skirts, long pants and dresses, shawls and long sleeved shirts
Scars - None
Tattoos - One, a moth outlined in black and filled with shades of green, tribal and located on the palm of her right hand.
Piercings - Ears many times, mostly studs but sometimes a hoop or two.

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Personal Story

I grew up always traveling, my family were gypsies and traveling was part of our life. By 'family', I mean all dozen or so blood related families that made up our group. My parents were dead, dad before I was born and mom shortly thereafter, so I was taken in by another family with no children. Not that it mattered, any adult in the group could be 'mom' or 'dad' to me, not just the ones I happened to share living space with.
From early on I learned I had a green thumb. I always kept pots of flowers and random plants in our small cart, and they grew well. Eventually the group agreed to sell a few of the bouquets when we stopped at towns for some extra money, in addition to the plays we put on and jewelry we made out of things we collected on the road. It was a good life, and as I grew older I began to make my own money out of things I made as well, and I built up some wealth.
One day I went shopping in a town we stopped at, wanting to pick up a few things for myself (mostly new clothes), and instead came upon a book. It was just sitting there, all alone, no one wanted it. Something drew me towards it, so I paid for the dusty tome and took it home with me, retreating to my small bedroom and cracking it open. I passed out before I could read the first page.
As it turns out, the book had a spirit inside of it, and by opening it I let the spirit free. But it was not a bad thing, the spirit was kind and agreed to protect me because I had freed it. It had no physical form, so for the most part it just stayed close by as a small cloud that most people cannot see, and possesses me when I am in danger so it can protect me.
Still, even it could not protect me from the night I turned eighteen. The pain was unbearable, I began to scream and it attracted the attention of the whole group. They tried to make it go away, but nothing worked. Eventually I passed out, only to wake up with the morning light and find that they had moved on without me, and there was a mark on my hand that looked like a butterfly.
The book spirit told me that the group now considered me cursed, and had left me so that my bad luck would not follow. I cannot say I blame them, they all lived by tradition and while none of them knew about the book spirit they all knew that I could go from being wussy to kick ass if I was in danger and often I talked to myself, and the appearance of the mark probably made it all that much worse.
So I lived on my own in the closest town, setting up a green house and growing herbs to help the townspeople. Several years passed in this manner, until a man came to me and told me that my mark made me special, and that there were others like me. I did not have anything else to do, and he could see my book spirit, so I agreed to go with him. I met others with similar marks and elemental powers, and with me in the group the man, whom I had come to know as Sigrun, was ready to wage war against the Dark Side. I am a little apprehensive, but I am still ready for it.

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Battle Information

Character Class - Blade Brandier (thin, one handed swords)
Weapon of Choice - Katana (Japanese sword, long and thin, light weight and easy to handle)
Alignment - Lawful good (follows the rules and does what is right)

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Art

Anahera Art

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Minions

Coming soon

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Treasure Box

Coming soon