Elliania (Liani) DreaniAge:
Nothing but a simple peasantGender:
See player O.O'sPowers/Abilities:
- Empathic Abilities: Allows her to feel and sense the emotions of others. Could quite possibly become something stronger in the future. Perhaps the abilities to make others feel her emotions, or the emotions of others.
- Telepathic Connection to animals: With this ability she is able to speak with animals, as well as understand their thoughts. This does not work on humans.
- Earth/Plant Manipulation: Able to bend and manipulate natures greatest gifts. She can cause roots to shoot forth and wrap around someone, and make even a mighty oak bend and sway with enough concentration. She can shape and form rocks into weapons and send them flying at enemies.
- Her Earth and Plant manipulations.
- Three small daggers that she carries at her hip and one strapped to her thigh
- Her short bow with a home made quiver she keeps with her most of the time.
- Herb Lore
- Knot Tying
Standing at 5' 5" Liani's slender form is well toned and lean from years of running in the forests. Her long red tresses fall straight and almost wild around her shoulders, framing her nearly feral eyes. Her soft supple skin is kissed lightly by what sun managed to peek through the canopy of trees above her, or her time of bathing for long periods in the river. As for her curves, what little she has are accented by her her tight fitting clothes her mother wove with threads she made from plants within the forest. The green clothes hug every curve of her body, and is all she will wear. Along with a small hour glass necklace given to her by a fairy she aided, containing within it a small amount of fairy dust. Personality:
While she hasn't lived around people all her life, the small tribe that raised her was enough to teach her some of what she needed to know of living within a society. As such, Liani is confident, and self assured within her forests. Her joy and optimistic nature helps her in these times of keeping up a bright demeanor in even the darkest of times. She has much compassion for the defenseless, and tries to see the good in everything, however news of the troubles between the White and Red Queendoms often plague her mind, nearly angering her at times with the thought of such a travesty against nature. Taking a life for her is nothing she does lightly, or often.
Outside her forests however she's unsure. She does not know the laws as well that govern the land of the White Queendom but she is eager to learn them.Her mother taught her much of what she remembered, as well as some of the traders who came, always making her more curious and eager, once she's warmed up to the world outside her forests she should be more her usual self, if she hasn't been already. History:
Liani's only home has always been the Forests of Flickreen on the edges of the White Kingdom (Now Queendom). Deep within live a small group of Druids who have kept to themselves for the most part. Most of her tribe as some would call them, were simple healers and herbalist. Skilled hunters, but Liani, she and a select few were different. From the time she turned six years old, she's always had something more to her. Often times she was plagued with the petty jealousies of others, the love they felt for each other, and their sadness.
Some were unsure about the little girl who would wander up to them and offer them a hug even when they smiled through their sadness. That would tell them they should forgive and move past their anger. Personal feelings none of them could hide were lay out before the mind of a child. They didn't blame her, she couldn't help herself. That is until their leader took her under her wing. She too had been an empath.
Over the years, she taught Liani ways to keep her mind clear of peoples thoughts, it was the animals she oft had trouble blocking from her mind. Sometimes they cried so painfully in the night, some approached just to have a human to speak with. Her powers over the beautiful earth came shortly after her journey into womanhood. Her mother, rest her soul, taught her daughter how to bend and shape nature, to control it to allow for hiding, trapping, and in some cases killing.
One night as Liani and two of the men of her tribe kept watch, Vampires attacked. Liani hadn't sensed their thoughts, perhaps because of what they truly were? Even so, they had caught the tribe by surprise and the loss of life was enough to kill Liani. All the pain and emotions flooded past her mental barriers, she had never experienced death at such a pace, she was not able to ignore the mental cries of anguish.
Losing control of her earthen powers the tribe was wrapped in a thick foliage, vampires grabbed by thick roots, and thrust up over the canopy of trees, their bodies being crushed, while others either fled or turned their attacks on Liani. Her people fled, taking with them the injured while others simply left their loved ones they knew were lost. As the attacks were turned to Liani, she felt the earth creeping around her body, shielding her in layers or rock, only her eyes exposed as she began to pelt them with rocks and dirt.
A few flew off while others circled the young tiring woman, but her mother came to the rescue, aiding in her daughters efforts. Together with the others who knew of magic, they drove them away until every last one took to the skies in their efforts to escape only mildly attempting to free their comrades. Liani was surrounded by darkness, falling to the ground from the effort of such a display. A dying Ashli watched over her daughter, having been bit she sat upon the ground, petting and stroking her daughters red locks, she looked to the others who gave a nod and left them to their goodbyes.
Liani awoke, her mothers arms around her, but her emotions distant, fading faster as the seconds ticked by. They'd barely a good bye when Ashli slipped a letter into her daughters hand. Whispering that she knew the day would come when Liani would leave the forest. Tears were shed until Liani didn't think she could bear her own pain, as she buried her mother, she read the letter. There was so much in such a little piece of paper, the traders who'd come with supplies to trade for pelts and bounties had brought news of the Kings death. His wife the queen threatened by the Red Queen, whoever that was, and here in this letter her mother encouraged her to join the side of the White Queen. To offer her powers as a service. Using a name Liani had never heard before.