Miniya
11-07-07, 11:26 PM
Name: Miniya Renshaw
Age: 20
Race: Part-human, Part-ice spirit
Hair Color: white
Eye Color: grey
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 120 lbs
Appearance: At first glance, one would think her as fragile as a snowflake. Perhaps there is truth in that comparison. She does possess a strikingly unique beauty, like that of an ice crystal. She is petit and willowy. Her hair falls in a silvery cascade down to her waist when it is not pulled back in a high ponytail so that it may not get in her way for studies. Her eyes are a pale shade of blue-gray, similar to the color of mirrors which so fascinate her, and framed with black lashes. Winged brows, upturned lips, and a pointed chin lend her features upward movement. Her skin is the color of newly fallen snow, as flawless as a sheet of glass. Her ears have a slight point to them, hinting even more at her strange ancestry. Her normal choice of dress is usually a loose, flowy shirt in shades of silver and blue, cinched in at her narrow waist by a thick black sash. A long black leather coat, black pants with boots over them complete the ensemble. She wears sparse amounts of jewelry, usually silver. Around her neck hangs from a black leather cord a large silver locket, circular in shape and inscribed with a crescent moon on the front, which she wears at all times.
History: When she was little, Miniya always asked to be told the story of how her grandparents met and fell in love. To her innocent mind, it was a fairy tale, an ice spirit falling in love with a mortal and taking human form so he could be with her. When she grew up, she learned that it was not quite that simple. Her grandmother, Belinda, had been left alone with a child she did not know how to care for. Miniya’s mother, Diedre, had inherited several traits from her father, among them powers which she could not control as a child. Her mother had grown up very much an outcast from society which could not understand the strange nature of what she was. It was a miracle when she met her husband, Crispan. They had decided to move to a larger metropolis in hopes of finding acceptance.
Miniya entered into a very different world that her mother. The city was a melting pot of species and nationalities. She was an inquisitive child, constantly asking questions of people, whether she knew them or not. Her mother knew what to expect from her daughter’s budding powers and made sure to carefully control them as they would appear. Diedre had learned from the mistakes of her mother. However, there was always the occasional mishap when someone or something would accidentally get a bit frost bitten. Trying to explain it and fixing the problem became routine. Several children kept there distance from her after a rather nasty incident involving someone’s cat they had brought to school for show and tell.
After realizing that their wish for her to have a normal was foolish, her mother enrolled her in specialized classes to train her innate magic. There Miniya found the acceptance she craved and a never ending supply of material to quench her curiosity. She was taught to hone her natural abilities and eventually she discovered she could communicate with her grandfather through scrying. Having been disconnected from his family since Belinda’s untimely death, he eagerly answered her calls and would provide her information whenever he could. It was not always him she conjured up, but other spirits of his type who looked hatefully upon the product of one of their own having coupled with a human. She became fascinated with mirrors and the fact that they could reveal a world unseen to other if one manipulated it the right way. Often as she starred into one, she would wonder what else she could reveal and how else she could manipulate there qualities.
Between frequent trips home, classes, and school work, she began to experiment with her ice abilities. She found she could create a pain of ice as smooth and reflective as any glass mirror. Her spells, especially her attack spells, began to take on qualities of the object she was so fascinated by, especially its reflectivity. However, she was still young and these skills had further to be developed. She continued with her scrying and started to learn from her grandfather other ways she could hone her skills. Unfortunately, her excursions into the spirit realm had alerted the hateful spirits to her family’s location. Angry that her grandfather, Stavros, had been imparting there knowledge to his ill-bred grand daughter, they figured they had turned a blind eye long enough to the product of his sin. Miniya arrived home for a visit to an empty house. Only a hastily written note sat a top her mother’s dressing table written in Diedre’s graceful script begging her not to follow.
When all her inquires proved fruitless, she returned to school to continue her training. With no leads, she thought it best to gain as much training as possible before setting out to find her parents. She added some weapons training with a sword to her curriculum. She scryed every day, hoping her grandfather would provide her with answers, but he remained silent, worried for the safety of his daughter. Miniya could tell he was hiding something. Her intensity started to worry her friends and teachers, but she would not listen. Finally, desperate to reach his young student, he showed her a mirror of a different sort. Looking into it, she was horrified at what she saw. It was a scene of her family’s destruction, her parents lying died as she stood there, staring down at them vacantly with their blood dripping from her sword. She was told that this was the future if she continued with such single minded determination on her quest. The spirits that were against her family would use her emotions against her. They had the ability to distort reality the way a mirror can twist an image. Afraid of it becoming a reality, she tried to reconnect with the world. She still had a burning desire to find her family but she feared dooming them if she rushed to it. Eventually she completed her training a year and a half later. With a final farewell to the city of her youth, she set out on her trail to find her lost family.
Skills:
Ability to chill the air around her (she can only make small changes, anything great would require a large expenditure of energy)
She can conjure sharp ice shards into her hand to use as projectile. There strength and frequency depends on the amount of moisture in the air and how much energy she has already spent. Sometimes she can use the ice shards as a conduit to drain a small amount of the opponent’s power and channel it back to her if the ice shard pierces deep enough.
She can, at times, reflect someone’s attack back at them. It is always in a weaker strength then what was sent her way and it expels some of her energy. Her grandfather informed her that she would eventually have the ability to acquire someone else’s ability, for a short period of time, using much the same method. She has yet to master this aspect of her ability though.
She can scrye using any mirror or a reflective surface she conjures herself through her ice abilities. She uses this to contact her grandfather for information. She can only do this twice a day.
She can freeze small bodies of liquid. Her grandfather hinted that she might be able to freeze the very blood in someone’s body if she had long enough contact, but she has yet to try this ability and has very little desire to.
She has the ability to manipulate someone’s vision of the world around them. She can only do this in very special cases. She is required either conjure or collect a shard of mirror and infuse it with her energy. It would have to pierce a person through the eye, although it would not harm them physically. There it would distort their view of the world, either amplifying the flaws in everything they lay eyes on and filling them with despair or warping what they see in whatever what Miniya decides. It requires an extreme exertion of energy and it is tricky to aim the shard. Apart from this, she can create minor illusions by infusing energy into a shard of mirror and throwing /placing it where she wishes the illusion to be conjured.
Minimal skill with a bastard sword. It is a last line of defense.
Equipment:
A bastard sword (normal steel blade with a steel handle engraved with the image of a crescent moon)
Traveling pack to carry supplies(contents: spare clothing, bed roll, First aid supplies, map, rations, comb, a small ring in the shape a dragon with emerald eyes which was given to her by a friend to protect her from the spirits that haunted her family (only works when worn), full water skin, skin of elvish wine gifted to her by a teacher)
A small mirror that rests inside the large locket she wears around her neck.
Mirror shards she has hidden on her person.
Age: 20
Race: Part-human, Part-ice spirit
Hair Color: white
Eye Color: grey
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 120 lbs
Appearance: At first glance, one would think her as fragile as a snowflake. Perhaps there is truth in that comparison. She does possess a strikingly unique beauty, like that of an ice crystal. She is petit and willowy. Her hair falls in a silvery cascade down to her waist when it is not pulled back in a high ponytail so that it may not get in her way for studies. Her eyes are a pale shade of blue-gray, similar to the color of mirrors which so fascinate her, and framed with black lashes. Winged brows, upturned lips, and a pointed chin lend her features upward movement. Her skin is the color of newly fallen snow, as flawless as a sheet of glass. Her ears have a slight point to them, hinting even more at her strange ancestry. Her normal choice of dress is usually a loose, flowy shirt in shades of silver and blue, cinched in at her narrow waist by a thick black sash. A long black leather coat, black pants with boots over them complete the ensemble. She wears sparse amounts of jewelry, usually silver. Around her neck hangs from a black leather cord a large silver locket, circular in shape and inscribed with a crescent moon on the front, which she wears at all times.
History: When she was little, Miniya always asked to be told the story of how her grandparents met and fell in love. To her innocent mind, it was a fairy tale, an ice spirit falling in love with a mortal and taking human form so he could be with her. When she grew up, she learned that it was not quite that simple. Her grandmother, Belinda, had been left alone with a child she did not know how to care for. Miniya’s mother, Diedre, had inherited several traits from her father, among them powers which she could not control as a child. Her mother had grown up very much an outcast from society which could not understand the strange nature of what she was. It was a miracle when she met her husband, Crispan. They had decided to move to a larger metropolis in hopes of finding acceptance.
Miniya entered into a very different world that her mother. The city was a melting pot of species and nationalities. She was an inquisitive child, constantly asking questions of people, whether she knew them or not. Her mother knew what to expect from her daughter’s budding powers and made sure to carefully control them as they would appear. Diedre had learned from the mistakes of her mother. However, there was always the occasional mishap when someone or something would accidentally get a bit frost bitten. Trying to explain it and fixing the problem became routine. Several children kept there distance from her after a rather nasty incident involving someone’s cat they had brought to school for show and tell.
After realizing that their wish for her to have a normal was foolish, her mother enrolled her in specialized classes to train her innate magic. There Miniya found the acceptance she craved and a never ending supply of material to quench her curiosity. She was taught to hone her natural abilities and eventually she discovered she could communicate with her grandfather through scrying. Having been disconnected from his family since Belinda’s untimely death, he eagerly answered her calls and would provide her information whenever he could. It was not always him she conjured up, but other spirits of his type who looked hatefully upon the product of one of their own having coupled with a human. She became fascinated with mirrors and the fact that they could reveal a world unseen to other if one manipulated it the right way. Often as she starred into one, she would wonder what else she could reveal and how else she could manipulate there qualities.
Between frequent trips home, classes, and school work, she began to experiment with her ice abilities. She found she could create a pain of ice as smooth and reflective as any glass mirror. Her spells, especially her attack spells, began to take on qualities of the object she was so fascinated by, especially its reflectivity. However, she was still young and these skills had further to be developed. She continued with her scrying and started to learn from her grandfather other ways she could hone her skills. Unfortunately, her excursions into the spirit realm had alerted the hateful spirits to her family’s location. Angry that her grandfather, Stavros, had been imparting there knowledge to his ill-bred grand daughter, they figured they had turned a blind eye long enough to the product of his sin. Miniya arrived home for a visit to an empty house. Only a hastily written note sat a top her mother’s dressing table written in Diedre’s graceful script begging her not to follow.
When all her inquires proved fruitless, she returned to school to continue her training. With no leads, she thought it best to gain as much training as possible before setting out to find her parents. She added some weapons training with a sword to her curriculum. She scryed every day, hoping her grandfather would provide her with answers, but he remained silent, worried for the safety of his daughter. Miniya could tell he was hiding something. Her intensity started to worry her friends and teachers, but she would not listen. Finally, desperate to reach his young student, he showed her a mirror of a different sort. Looking into it, she was horrified at what she saw. It was a scene of her family’s destruction, her parents lying died as she stood there, staring down at them vacantly with their blood dripping from her sword. She was told that this was the future if she continued with such single minded determination on her quest. The spirits that were against her family would use her emotions against her. They had the ability to distort reality the way a mirror can twist an image. Afraid of it becoming a reality, she tried to reconnect with the world. She still had a burning desire to find her family but she feared dooming them if she rushed to it. Eventually she completed her training a year and a half later. With a final farewell to the city of her youth, she set out on her trail to find her lost family.
Skills:
Ability to chill the air around her (she can only make small changes, anything great would require a large expenditure of energy)
She can conjure sharp ice shards into her hand to use as projectile. There strength and frequency depends on the amount of moisture in the air and how much energy she has already spent. Sometimes she can use the ice shards as a conduit to drain a small amount of the opponent’s power and channel it back to her if the ice shard pierces deep enough.
She can, at times, reflect someone’s attack back at them. It is always in a weaker strength then what was sent her way and it expels some of her energy. Her grandfather informed her that she would eventually have the ability to acquire someone else’s ability, for a short period of time, using much the same method. She has yet to master this aspect of her ability though.
She can scrye using any mirror or a reflective surface she conjures herself through her ice abilities. She uses this to contact her grandfather for information. She can only do this twice a day.
She can freeze small bodies of liquid. Her grandfather hinted that she might be able to freeze the very blood in someone’s body if she had long enough contact, but she has yet to try this ability and has very little desire to.
She has the ability to manipulate someone’s vision of the world around them. She can only do this in very special cases. She is required either conjure or collect a shard of mirror and infuse it with her energy. It would have to pierce a person through the eye, although it would not harm them physically. There it would distort their view of the world, either amplifying the flaws in everything they lay eyes on and filling them with despair or warping what they see in whatever what Miniya decides. It requires an extreme exertion of energy and it is tricky to aim the shard. Apart from this, she can create minor illusions by infusing energy into a shard of mirror and throwing /placing it where she wishes the illusion to be conjured.
Minimal skill with a bastard sword. It is a last line of defense.
Equipment:
A bastard sword (normal steel blade with a steel handle engraved with the image of a crescent moon)
Traveling pack to carry supplies(contents: spare clothing, bed roll, First aid supplies, map, rations, comb, a small ring in the shape a dragon with emerald eyes which was given to her by a friend to protect her from the spirits that haunted her family (only works when worn), full water skin, skin of elvish wine gifted to her by a teacher)
A small mirror that rests inside the large locket she wears around her neck.
Mirror shards she has hidden on her person.