Kiri

[Fire Of Zion]

Age: 24 winters old

Occupation: Kiriniah of the Second Circle, Third Realm, and Guardian of Dragons. She is a Councilor and may seem weak but her Elven gifts enable her to do some damage!

Personality: loves to explore; loves dragons; kind but when ticked, can kick some butt

Description: see pic above, green eyes, brown hair, pic is what she wears around her people and when she has to be formal, other than that she wears travelor's clothing

Other: She is a very skilled Feldir and one of the last of the Feldir. They are ones of magic but have the ability to disguise it so they are not detected so very quickly. She hides the fact that she is a feldir but does like that when she needs an ally, she only has to show the rune on her wrist, hidden by a bracelet.



"My father died when I was very little. In doing so, he left me, a little one, in charge of the dragons. I have not grown so experienced that I rule them but I am a guardian. Usually, if the old guardian died, the next guardian in line would go. Though I was his daughter, I should not have been next because I was not supposed to have the gift."

"A few months after I was born, the vermillion fever spread through my people. Sometimes, if one is lucky and strong enough, they survive. I was a baby. My father called a dragon to aid him in saving my life. The dragon came and gave me the only cure: dragon's milk. In a week, I was healed but three things happened. My eyes, which were violet to begin with, became emerald green. My mind could commune with all flying creatures. And my blood...it became that of a Feldir. That was also an accident."

"Being a Feldir is almost like Consi but only a level below that. Like I said, I was not supposed to be a Feldir. You cannot gain it by blood; you gain it by being granted by another Feldir. Being granted is like cursing and blessing at the same time. I am one of the last Feldir. The only reason I was granted as a Feldir is because the one that granted me, my uncle, thought I needed something...'more'. He was jealous because his brother, my father, had gotten the gift of being a Dragonsayer, one that can speak to dragons, which is also what I am."

"My 'gifts' are controlling light and darkness at the same time. The curse of that is I can never use darkness as much as I may need or I will be...consumed. When will I need darkness? To fight. Evil needs its own power thrown at it from time to time but if I use darkness as much as it would be needed in that battle, I will be consumed and a danger to all. A Consi would have to destroy me...I'm not sure if there would be any other way..."

"If I destroy something by light a piece of my heart is eaten away. If I use darkness, my soul is eaten a bit. Both can be gained back but I have to be 'touched' by a Consi. Touch is done in a ceremony where we join together as a light force and I must give something up to become whole again." Kiri sighed. "I'm told it isn't a pleasant experience. So I haven't ever tried to use my powers. I've stuck to using my elvish gifts."

 

[Fire Of Zion]

Being the daughter of a dragon-sayer, she can understand dragons. That gift is slowly dying because the humans now hunt the dragon-sayers, hoping to get them to call dragons to their deaths. Her uncle was a Feldir and became jealous of her gift. He had always been jealous of her father's gift and hated that he had never been born with the gift. So he granted her the powers of a Feldir.

As a child, her and her little brother, Nirun, grew up in a Dragon-loving city. Their people and the dragons lived as one, caring for one another. One night, on the eve of her 24th birthday, the city was attacked. Her family, or what was left of it, was taken away and tortured but she escaped. She fell down a waterfall and almost lost all hope. She wandered around. She saved a fire elf, Rath, and his dog. And before she "ran into" Arkeris the Shadowmage, she travelled with a half-orc, finding a baby dragon, one of the Green Guardians. Her new-found friends, Arkeris and Sathria, now journey to save all magic folk and the rest from the doom-days of Melkor, the Dark One, with the Light to guide them. And now, for some reason, her younger brother now is with her, though some things about him are yet to be unlocked.