Legends of Belariath

Myra

Myra is a small petite gal, standing only 5'2 and weighing in at 90lbs. Long silver curls fall around her curvy figure that is covered by a leather skirt that hands on one hip and a shirt that ties at one shoulder leaving the other bare, along with her tummy. A heart shapped face is dominated by violet eyes that seem to look into ones soul and silver/blue tinted wings fold along her back and shimmer in the light when she moves. An Amulet of Mithril made in the shape of a rather ominious eye with a rather large ruby at its center rests between full firm breasts, Rathen calls it the Fallen's Eye as it was his gift to her.

Myra is under the instruction of Devonix for her spell practice but claimed or collared by nobody. Her friends are her world to her and spends most of her days with them if she was not training of course.

Myra comes from a lush land though has no thoughts of returning there as she left her family behind in wanderlust. Her family was loving in this manner and Myra had grown up with all that she had wanted. Not even questioning why things were they way it was with blackwings. Coming upon Nathalion she entered the small inn and learned quickly of its ways, accepting them. This was now home to her and those within her new family. She is still a bit shy from time to time but always quick to make new friends when she sees somebody worthy for it.

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