Auriana Wynter

Auriana Wynter
Gender	Female
Race	Hyur
Clan	Highlander
Citizenship	Unaffiliated

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Basic

• Physical appearance

Auriana stands at 5 fulm, 11 Ilm's. She is however quite muscular, and toned. Her hair very light blonde almost white, with stands of pink highlights.

She prefers to keep it tied back, as the risk of anything obscuring her sight during combat, in her own words, "Will just not do."

• Attributes

She is very agile, and has a relatively high amount of stamina. Spending most of her time hunting and tracking through a variety of terrain keeps her in top physical condition.

History

Auriana is the daughter of Roland and Adela Wynter. Roland was known as a fierce warrior and was considered by many to be of the most brilliant strategists when it came to battle. Aurianas home was a village in the southern region of Gyr Abania. When she was 16 Garlean forces were moving through Ala Mhigo sweeping for signs of those loyal to the Ala Mhigan Resistance. Any found to be affiliated were punished severely, if allowed to escape with their lives at all. She was brought up as any normal highlander, trained in combat from an early age, she was no stranger to the sting of battle. Most of her time was spent training, hunting, learning to fight and track. Her father, Roland, of the most brilliant commanders, over seen most of the village youths trainings during times of peace.

Auriana was taught some of his tactics by him in hopes that one day she may "earn his legacy." It was no secret among the ranks the roumors of the name Wynters' origin. It was said, they called him Wynter because of the ice in his veins and the chill in his stare. Aurianas' mother, Adela Wynter, was a beautiful highland woman. She was tough as stone, yet could be a soft as linen. In her youth, it was not uncommon for Adela to run from home and seek out Roland only to disappear into the night until the next sunrise. For Rolands reputation as an intemperate man in his youth, their union was all but forbidden. Yet, Adelas one true love was her daughter, Auriana. She looked over her with a ferocious protectiveness until Aurianas training began.

Life during that time was prosperous, and life moved day to day normally. It wasn't until Auriana had reached her adolescence when the Garleans invaded and the fight for survival began. Battle after battle, fought and lost against this seemingly unstoppable force that was sweeping across the land, consuming all who opposed. Many of the highland people who refused to give in rebelled. Roland, was no different. He lead his men against the invaders and struck at every opportunity. But it was useless. Rolands men began to fall, one by one. It wasn't long before Roland became the hunted. Eventually, his men were traced back to the village. They had no choice. The village had to move, Adela and Auriana stood and fought bravely as the aged and the very young took what they could and fled.

Adela and many of the other highland women held the line until the men returned from the flanks. The village was being over run by massive war machines. The entire place was engulfed in flames. Auriana watched with her eyes wide open as her father approached, the huge blade that pierced his armor from behind, and through his chest. Her screams pierced the night air as she watched the life fade from his eyes. With his dieing breath, his last words to her..."Run..run damn you!" As he collapsed, Auriana let loose a barrage of arrows from her bow, taking no time to aim.

Adela stunned by what she had witnessed, suddenly snapped out of it and grabed her by the arm and drug her away. Still frantic, Auriana tried to break free and charge forward. Adela slapped her hard across the face. It worked, she snapped out of it and looked at her mother. Seeing her mothers tears, she knew she had to pull it together. Adela ordered her to pull back and flee with the others. Auriana in turn made it clear she would not leave without her. Adela agreed, and began drawing fire away from her daughter. Auriana had one prize possession, a bow handed down to her from her grandfather. She could not yet wield it,but she would be damned if she was going to leave it behind.

She turned around and looked up at the flames coming from inside the house, but she ran inside anyway. The bow was wrapped in a cloth, under her bed. She made her way through the flames, shielding her eyes from the heat. Choking on the thick smoke, she found her prize. Just about that time, one of the war machines was bearing down on them. The noise was deafening. Before she could make it to the door, the upper floor gave way. The heavy beam itself on fire, split in two, striking Auriana on the head driving her to the floor. Outside, Adela seen what had happened. She and one of the surviving warriors of Rolands men ran inside. They lifted the burning beam off of her, and carried her out. They escaped through the darkness and towards the river. Adela knew where the tiny boat was, she loved to fish and it was an excuse for her to get a little quiet time for herself. What had seemed like a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness, striking the warrior in the back. Causing him to drop Aurianas' body to the dirt.

Fading in and out of consciousness, she fought to get to her feet. The pain was excruciating, and it extended though out her body. She could taste the iron in her own mouth, knowing it was her own blood. Adela fought to get her daughter up and to the boat. Auriana fading in and out, collapsed inside the bottom. Her mother got a glimpse of her injuries in the flashes coming from the explosions and flames behind her. It was severe, her face red with blood. Adela pushed the tiny boat into the water, but before she could jump in she heard the voices yell behind her.."There's one, grab her!!" She looked back to see four armored soldiers coming for her. She looked down at Auriana, and back again. Auriana opened her eyes to see the shadow of her mother over her. Adela smiled softly as she looked into her daughters eyes. She knew, she had to sacrifice herself if Auriana was to escape and have a chance to survive.

With one last sigh, a single tear ran down the mothers face. She wanted so much to remove the pain from her daughters heart, and her memory. She muttered some words under her breath just as the boat left the shore and drifted into the rivers current. Adela knew a little magic, enough to be dangerous to herself. But she knew she was about to die, she had to try. As the blade pierced her, she focused her life energy on Auriana. With her dieing breath she whispered, "Forgive me.." What happened next, none can say for certain.