ғeel free to call me. . .
Fay. for that is the name the people of this land have branded me with.
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Male
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
Roughly 19, but whether or not that is true I aim to conclude.
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
a sunny day. Sadly, I am unawares of my birthday, I have been counting since I first recall memory, April 22nd.
α lot of people say I'm. . .
a monster. They hate what they do not understand and try to kill me. Those who have spared me mistake me for a Fay, but I am a Sylph. Unfortunately little is known about the Sylph race hence I am mistaken and named such. I show little emotion, speak in a soft low heavy voice. My skin changes color depending on my mood. I am the master of my emotions, and thus, suppress them. I am belligerent and self righteous when angry, and when sad...I am consumed by my ever lasting anguish destroying myself and everything around me in a murderous rage, so I strive to be the master of my emotions.
can you blame me for what I am now? After all, I grew up. . .
roaming this mortal plane in the shadows as to not be feared and despised by humans, taking shelter in the grand temples or the worlds greatest people, each enlightened in their own way be it physically mentally or morally. They took pity on me and taught me theirs ways, sending me from place to place to learn to live. From the Grand masters of over a dozen martial arts of the eastern continent, to the Vatican's knowledge and etiquette, to the humble pub of a group of happy Irish men. After a great loss in my life, too terrible to recollect, I began searching for answers of my origin, my people...my family...until I wandered to the steps of this enchanted place. My life's story can be read here: http://www.gaiaonline.com/journal/?mode=view&u=6649383
αbilities? Yes, I have . . .
Simple elemental abilities, being a Sylph. Of wind I can conjure a gust to push away and off balance attackers. In cold climates I can flash freeze people with a change of the air pressure- or a normal Sylph could, I can only slow others down. I can perform a heat drain, my breeze sucks the very heat from the air, anything from tropical to below zero will render me unconscious. For light I am unsure what I can do with the pure essence of light other then blind opponents. Of course any use of my magic is a great deal of strain on my being leaving me faint-ish for a few minutes, 10 tops. In addition, I could perform each of these tasks in larger scales, as Slyphs are known for hurricanes and tornadoes, but such actions would leave me unconscious for several hours. Other then that I am a skilled martial artist, for it is all I have ever known in my life.
I aםore. . .
○ Sweets
○ Root Beer
○ Sitar
єvery time one of these come into my life, things just go downhill . . .
○ Evil
○ traumatic memories
○ those who think of themselves as superior or more important
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мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Brumar
Dorm:
Homeroom: Magical Creatures
чou see, I'm controlled by . . .
l Stephen Stills l
