Just a forgotten memento...

Pet Name: Reyna
Owner: Scarlet
Theme / Type: Wintercursed jinx
Born: February 2, 2008
Gender: Female
Collection: 4

MisticPal Name: Lore
MisticPal Age: 4888 Days

Choose your battles wisely...

Level: 1
Hit Points: 25 / 25
Strength: 15
Defense: 0
Speed: 20
Intellect: 20
Misticpower: 36

Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0

Books Read

Books Read: 35/353 [ View Books ]

Exotic Foods Eaten

Foods Eaten: 8/1155 [ View Foods ]

Of a time so long ago.

Rey-na (n) /ray-nah/ -

1. A female given name originating from the Latin language meaning "queen".

Thank you so much Sofa for Reyna! To be poppetted jinx. Image above by the talented Serasem! <3

{ New Intro Possibly to Come...profile being re-worked }

I was born in a time very different from this one. A time where magic still existed in its most powerful and pure forms and when the creatures of your "fairy tales" were commonplace. A time before the complexities of the human lifestyle and a time when mysteries still existed. When adventure was still possible and not knowing the answers to everything was normal. Back when "science" had very little meaning, if it truly existed at all, and magic and lore was all humans knew of to explain things. When magic and mystery was simply how we survived.

I am from the time before the ages and revolutions, of a time when the greatest weapon was the sword and a mage's staff. And of course, the great dragons we had made our pacts with so long ago. I am of a race that is now long gone, and who's only mark left upon this world is that in your "fantasy" books and folklore and children's bedtime stories. But oh, let me tell you, that we were very much real and I am no false advocate. I am of the people you used to call the "fair folk", the elven race. The blessed race that was one with the world and was granted permission to harness its magic and created to be more graceful than all the other species, to be the most beautiful. Flawless, is how you humans used to classify us.

And though we were the most powerful of races, equaled to only by the dragons of lore that the other races were slowly sending away and pushing back into the furthest reaches of the world, we did have our flaws. Vanity was one of them. Pride was another. We were the greatest and knew it and, unfortunately, had lost the humility that had once made us a great and fair nation. We respected the earth more than its other children and this cost us dearly. The world, quite effectively, went to war with us. The humans and a few of the other nations of the supernatural, as you call them. Slowly our world began to fall apart, and the balance between magic and reality broke into small pieces and began to shatter. We were the guardians of this magic...and we were being destroyed.

I will be honest in telling you we killed far more of the world's population than they ever killed of us. We were a naturally scarce race; not many of us existed because we tended to live for so very long. Elven children were rare. But for those of us there were we were a terrifying force to go up against. We were magicians and fighters, faster than any human and more silent than any jungle cat. We could disappear into the forest, hide behind magic defenses where everyone else would become lost and wander away from our homes. The war waged for years between our race and the others, but we were always destined to fall.

I was the princess of this great nation in it's final years; Princess Reyna Arithi Taruil. I was as much a warrior as any other person in my nation, and I remember very clearly the day that both my parents were slain in a final attack by those that wanted us dead. I almost remember that day as clearly as the day I was defeated. Notice that I said defeated...I was not killed. It was a battle very like the others, but better planned. They used our own strengths against us and knew how to make us fall. They captured me, knocked me off my steed and took my sword, bound my hands and prevented me from calling upon any magic, hindering my mind to sever that connection. I was wounded, they thought mortally so, and they left me there in the snow as the rest of my nation fled.

They had nowhere to run and nowhere to hide other than to the deepest recesses of the earth, like the dragons. But they did not leave before they set an enchantment of the most powerful sort upon me, the remaining elven nation reduced to a precious few and they used all their power to make me freeze like the snow around me, though freeze in time. I was encased in an icy prison for years, my hands around an orb of brightly glowing blue energy that made the ice glow. My hair was swept out as if I was underwater and my eyes closed. I would have died, I believe, if they had not frozen me in this way. When I awoke it was a new era, a new time with no magic anymore...well, no knowledge of it. An urban place where the sky was filled with fumes that made my nose burn and make me weep with pain that the earth felt.

Magic now is strong because it is untapped...but it is also weakened from what it used to be. Just slightly. But I am, as far as I know, the only one left of my kind. At least the only one left that I have met. I believe that they would have died out after that war, with no where to run and no leader. The last of the royal family was myself, and I was missing. They had saved me, but at a terrible cost. We are now a forgotten race, and I hide my ears that come to a point under flowing locks of hair so perfect humans cannot understand it. My appearance earns me many glances, but I refuse to change it. I am the only one left...and you best look while you can before I, too, am gone and forgotten.

The Forgotten Elven Princess

Name: Reyna Taruil
Aliases: Rey
Gender: Female
Pronounced: Rey-nuh Tar-roo-ill
Species: Elf
Age: 18 (or so she looks it)

SO: Straight
Status: Single

Old Magic Type: Light
Mage/Creature Rank: High
Origin: Realm of the Supernatural

Reason for Banishment: Genocide

Cursed Appearance:
Elven Appearance: Temporary

Mentally: Sane
Essence: Magic
Theme Song: 9 Crimes - Damien Rice

Strengths and Abilities:

Being the race that she is, Reyna is a lot better off than any normal human being. As an elf she has the ability to harness magic and spells through the use of a language no longer used that uses the true names of things to control them and change them according to her will. The limits of this magic depends completely on her strength and stamina at the time, but the only spells that she can't do (unless she wishes to use all her energy and die for the cause, which is highly unlikely) is that to bring the dead back to life, to stop or warp time, or something that would change the entire world one way or the other. Magic use takes the same amount of energy that it would take to do it physically (or close to it, if this isn't really applicable) though years of practice have made this slightly less and spells easier. She also has physical advantages over the norm which include being able to run faster than a horse or deer, greater agility, and being slightly stronger than most human men. From all the training that she received she also is able to wield a sword or staff extremely well and accurately, making her deadly in close range combat and she's that deadly mix of brave and stubborn that makes her refuse to give up. Reyna also no longer feels the cold thanks to being frozen for centuries, but her touch, oddly enough, is still warm and not affected by this fact.

Weaknesses:

Even though she's a lot stronger and faster than any human, she takes damage in the same ways. She can be cut, shot, have bones broken etc...in the same manner though it would be harder to actually do so considering she was a fighter at birth and has magic on her side to heal her if need be. She can be killed by any of these same methods and the wound was too great to heal and would also be able to fall prey to any magic or supernatural abilities anyone can dish out aside from icy ones, which she's not affected by. Despite all her advantages, however, she still blames herself for the destruction of her race and this has made her guarded and unwilling to really truly trust anyone and this means she's more often than not alone in battle. She also looks "perfect", which means she gets a lot of looks from normal people, and has to hide her pointed ears in order to keep from gaining even more attention, most of which is unwanted. Though something that's a bit odd for anyone in this day and age to comprehend would be that she cannot be away from a forest or something living like nature for too long or else she starts to feel a little ill; having deep connections to the earth means near immortality and a very lengthy life with little effects of aging, but if she's taken away from those connections somehow, like being locked in a steel and concrete cell not near to anything living for too long of a time she may very well lose those connections forever and become just a slightly more advanced version of a human. Elves don't do well away from their forests.

Attitude:

Reyna is actually fairly kind when you first meet her, though not overly so. She's polite and rather formal and tends to act a little professionally so you can't really tell whether she truly enjoys your company or not. She comes off as wise almost, and fairly intelligent, however, she's also amazingly guarded and only shows a person what she wants them to see, keeping a wall up between her and the rest of the world though she's careful to keep the existence of that wall a secret like most of the rest of her life and being. Very few, if anyone of this age, have seen the full and real Reyna, and no one has ever glimpsed into her world completely before. She's a natural leader, and a good one at that, but tends to shy away from the positions now that she thinks that she failed as the one she was supposed to be. Though it's in her nature to be prideful or perhaps a little vain about her beauty or other aspects, she's actually quite humble for an elf though she'll never accept any insults that she'd consider unfair; it's a dangerous thing to try and injure what pride any elf has. Also, she's an amazing warrior and tends to have that attitude at times, refusing help more often then not and wanting to stay independent and stubborn about it, though underneath it all she's fairly vulnerable and alone, hurting because all that she knew is gone now.

Extras:

* Reyna carries around a good variety of weapons and also is known for making them on the spot, so beware!

* She tends to try to avoid making friends or new contacts, though if she fails she tends to never betray those few allies that she's made

* Judo is actually a massive part of her past, being a past lover of hers that she thought was dead, however having recently discovered that he's alive, though changed, she doesn't quite know how to handle the situation if he becomes involved

* She's known for being stubborn and hardheaded, oftentimes icy, though has a secret affection for her pet ram, Orion, whom she keeps hidden from the world most of the time because it would show her softer side

Those Who Remember Her

Trapped in Limbo

How...how could you allow yourself to become this?!

I miss you, Lucian. Why didn't you tell me you had been alive all this time...?

You need to wake up and face reality...I have, and that is no illusion.

you should learn who you really are. A world of expectation will soon surround you, so you best make sure that you are ready. Kind hearts do not last long.

No matter how "redeemed" you think you are, I'm never going to trust you.

Stuck in Reality

-none yet-

If lost, please return me to Scarlet!

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I got no excuse

And is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
That alright?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it?
That alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
That alright with you?

The unwilling voice of reason

Fringe says *He gently let go and folded his arms. Listening to every word she said, and think it over. His brow came together and he agreed with what she had to say. Slowly he nodded* I know what you mean. I concur. We need to get moving. I don't know about you, but I want to get to the bottom of this. It makes my skin crawl not knowing what all the variables are. I mean, it might not even be that serious. It might just be something simple and easy to fix. Or... *He trailed off for a second* It could be someone or something planning very nasty harm for those who dwell here. *He shook his head and sighed* I shouldn't think the worst of things all the time, should I? *He offered a slight smile and ran his fingers through his dark black, slightly crimson hair*

Fringe says *He barely moved as she attacked him. He stood there solid as a statue. He smiled and looked at her* I don't threaten, I just get even. *He laughed before turning to her and wrapping his arms around her* I'm just worried. You know how crazy have become of late. It was nice of my uncle to let us lay low here for awhile. Even so, even he has started to turn... *He voice trailed off, and he shook his head sighing* What is it that is making everyone go mad? *He looked out the window again, but the haze made it impossible to see very far. He looked back down at her* Are you concerned about it? Or am I just overthinking things again...

Fringe says ( Lets just start over. I don't even remember where we were, and I'm way to lazy to read this over x'D) Fringe glanced out a small window. Rain softly hit the surface making an the only noise in the small old building. His ear twitched nervously. Reyna sure was taking a long time. Things had gotten strange, and people weren't acting like themselves. Everyone was turning on each other for no reason. And to make things worse, they were being hunted. Apparently they both were seen as potential threats. Both were very powerful, both could potentially overthrow those who wished the world to be chaotic. Fringe let his breath fog up the window. "I'm going to kill her if she gets us caught." He murmured. But his words held no weight. He had deeper, and darker thoughts that outweighed everything he was trying to cover up, and leave unexposed. ( I hope this is okay?? ;u; )

Fringe says -Fringe gave one last shutter pushing his way through as he exited the tunnel before regaining his composure- Anyway... -He shook his hair- Where did we end up?

Fringe says -He huffed somewhat- I have my reasons to hate graveyards. -He didn't pull away from her- Hey!! I see a light! -Fringe heard Purpose's voice, somewhat far away- Thank goodness. -Fringe jumped as something brushed past his face- The sooner we get out of here the better.

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Reyna

Beautiful - Kind - Mysterious