ARIALYRA SONGFIRE

I call her my "wolfiechicafriend".  She always says she'll protect me and the grove.  She's proved her loyalty more times than can be counted, throughout the Vile Wars - against any she perceives as a threat to us.  She's proud and beautiful inside and out.

Arialyra Songfire is a fierce, honourable warrior, with a fighter's distrust of arcane magic and an elf's love of starlight. She has four siblings and a half-lythari neice, Laurelin, whom she takes care of. She is loyal unto death and proud, even haughty and disdainful at times. Around her is a fey starlit aura that graces her every step.

Arial has learned to channel the Silver Shadows that are her birthright. She does not stray from the Silver Path of Corellon, and has been blessed by this elven god.

Arial is rather impulsive, prefering the sword more than the pen or the word. She makes her way through life fighting evil and defending her friends and family. She can grimly determined and often noted as "quite stubborn".

Wolf Form

 Arialyra in lupine form is a noble wolf, about twice the size of an ordinary wolf. She has sapphire eyes, shining with intelligence and loyalty, soulful and steady. Her fur is a shimmering silver, lightly touched with a hint of gold, soft and silky. Her fangs gleam sharp and strong, and not even the leaves rustle as she passes by, as silent as a shadow.

Elven Form

 Arialyra in elven form is slender and 5'8, tall for an elf. Though she may seem delicate, her muscles are fine and well-honed, and she is an incredible warrior. She has silver-gold hair in a warrior's braids, with the same large, shining sapphire eyes. Her delicate, elven features seem sculpted out of moonstone, a pure white with light blue highlights.

Arial wears simple clothes; a simple white shirt, and a sapphire sash. Her skirt falls down to her knees, made of a white material that is not gaudy in any way.

Arial’s weapons are at her side. She has her moon-forged longsword, gleaming of the frost of the moon, and her sun dagger, shimmering with the fires of the sun. Her katana, D’rienne- elven for battle avoided-, is enchanted for speed even Arial cannot achieve without it. D’rienne cannot harm a person of the Light. She has a wakizashi, and a dagger in her boot, and a few elven daggers hidden in her sash and sleeve. She also has her bow, seemingly forged of silver light, and her quiver of elven black lightning arrows.

Arial's voice is like music, more melodious than the average elf. However there is often a deadly tone to it, like a beautiful serpent about to strike. Her fluid grace and strength in battle sometimes lead one to think whether she is truly mortal.

She is always willing to sacrifice her life for the sake of her friends, and the People.