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Winter, Year 1

Where is the snow? As autumn fades into winter, the temperatures are still unusually high, and excepting areas in high elevations and of normally frigid temperatures, snow refuses to fall. Even rain is hard to find these days, and as the crystal clear skies beat down upon the earth, not a cloud in sight, one can begin to wonder what is going on with the world. The golden grass is crisp and dry, and though the fires have slowed with the seasons, there is still a hint of smoke in the air, and every now and then a small one crops up. The rivers are beginning to dwindle to a trickle, and mud has dried into thick cracked clay.
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Vissanalla


OOC Account Hoofbeats
Gender Female
Age 28
Species/Breed Warmblood Cross
Sexual Orientation Heterosexual
Alliance Vata
Territory Homeless
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Human Form



Eye Color: Gold
Height: 5'6"

Sana is of a lean-build, although not exceptionally skinny. She stands at a fair 5’6”, although typically wears boots that increase her height to around 5’8” or 5’9”. She has light coloured skin, somewhat pale but not terribly so, with a clear complexion, and bright golden eyes; eyes that seem to burn with eons of experience. In this form, her hair is still quite long, and of a silvery grey colour despite her youthful appearance, and is tied in a loose bun behind the right side of her neck, with a few strands that fall free around her face. She wears an outfit of leather decorated in gold embellishments, with a circular pendant sitting neatly at the centre of her chest, and a decorative belt that hangs around her waist (but doesn’t actually serve a purpose in keeping her pants up).

Shifted Form



Breed/Species: Warmblood Cross
Height: 15.3hh

This interesting lady stands at 15.3hh, and appears to be a varying mix of Warmblood. She is a cream-based red roan, though the red comes across more like a maroon and is deepest up all four of her legs, around her muzzle, the tips of her ears and around the upper eyelid area. Her hooves are a silver-grey in colour, shimmering in the light like reflective metal, and her eyes are a piercing citrine yellow that can just as easily appear terrifying as they can motherly.

A long off-white (not quite grey nor quite cream) mane hangs down her side, falling short of her knees but may often be braided in varying manners to keep it out of the way; her tail is much the same, long and flowing so it drags along the ground somewhat, and may also be braided in various ways to keep it neat and tidy should she wish.

Now the main thing that people notice first about this woman is the peculiar set of horns that adorn her head; perhaps it will surprise you to know that they are not made of bone or keratin. In fact, they are made entirely out of a section of her mane, wrapped tightly at the ends for nearly half their length in thin strips of maroon leather to keep them in place.

Under some circumstances, such as that which requires her traveling a distance of decent length, Vissanalla may morph into a large maroon coloured dragon.

Under most circumstances, Vissanalla is both an imaginative and strategic thinker with a near unquenchable thirst for knowledge; when it's called for, she can be bold and strong willed though not unreasonably stubborn, and is quite smart and often curious.

She has a kind heart and is rather altruistic towards those whom she deems friend or family, and is dedicated and warm in a motherly way when it comes to protecting them; this means she also has a fearsome side when those she wishes to protect come to harm.

Like many, Vissanalla enjoys exploring and experiencing new things, and is naturally quite the perceptive woman; her past certainly played a part in ensuring she learnt to pay more mind to things that often appeared as unimportant.

She does not trust immediately for many reasons, but will not be rude in her interactions though she can often come across as confusing (as she sometimes speaks in metaphors and riddles), or as completely blunt, depending on her mood or the situation; or both. She doesn't like wasting time should there be a something more important to be done, and will not bother wasting time or energy in doing something she sees no value in; she has walked away from fights not quite mid-way through, after growing bored of them or her opponent.

Vissanalla was not always as she is now; in fact she was once two very different beings: Elgara, and Allana.

She was once a golden Unicorn, painted in pale clouds and stardust, and called a place named Arla, home. Her father was part of a group called the Council of Elders, whose purpose was to protect their kin, but she was not ignorant to their agenda of ruling over them instead. Whilst attempting to seek out her most trusted friend, Suledin, she was cornered and murdered by her father and the other Elders, and her spirit disappeared.

The spirit floated through time, waiting the right moment when she could meet another of flesh and blood who was much alike her, betrayed, yet still with an iron will; after possibly thousands of years, Elgara found the one she had been waiting for.

Allana was a young mare at the time, perhaps not quite even 3 years of age, when Elgara's spirit came to her and the pair of them became one being. It is unclear as to what exactly happened to Allana for Elgara to choose her, however Vissanalla was created from their bond and many stories and legends in various lands have since been created about her.

For a while she found herself in the lands known as Caeleste, with her beloved dragonling Harel, where she had even dared to try and make something of the summer domain of Devil’s Perch, by claiming it as her own; but it is hard to stay in a place where you are not welcome (not for the lack of trying to bring some stability to the land), and had for a while she thought of leaving the few friends behind that she had managed to make.

Soon enough, a challenger appeared and claimed she would be a better candidate, and although Vissanalla did engaged her in battle, she left half-way through out of boredom and a desire to no longer waste her time and effort.

She departed those lands without a word to anyone, and traveled with Harel for a few more years - even visiting the places she had once called home as either counterpart - before finding herself in search of her lost friend, Suledin. She knew he was alive still, but it was finally time to try and find him again.

Her travels took her to the lands of Oblivion, where he had once called home for some time, but it appeared that he had left before her arrival, but to where, she had no idea. Something on the wind, whispered the by spirits, called her back to a place she had once briefly called home… It was time to return to Caeleste.

However, as things have it, Caeleste did not feel right, something about the place unsettled her, so shortly after arriving, she left again. Perhaps it was to find greener pastures, perhaps it was to seek out what needed to be found, either way, she left it all behind in search of something different. Being completely unsure about what she would encounter, she set course for change, or perhaps to close loose ends. She did not know.

Because of her ability to shapeshift into a dragon in other lands, Sana has the ability to use fire. Right now her magic is weak, she can only create small flames and smoke, and even then it is fairly risky and unpredictable. Not always will the flame submit to her will, nor will it always come into existence when she calls upon it. It is fickle and fleet, causing great exhaustion when used. With this ability also comes a tolerance to heat. Right now the tolerance is small, barely noticeable. She can still get burns when encountering lava, fire, other hot substances, yet when the summer heat glares down on her, it is no different than a spring afternoon. She does not feel the effects of the heat, nor does she become exhausted or overly thirsty when the sun beats down on her. It is as if warm temperatures have no effect on her mind or body.

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