Nyxie
【夢狐】
Aynea didn't know spit in the Force. It was a miracle she was even a "pyromancer" and could pick up even the most basic traits of a Sorceress. On the other hand, such figures often relied on primitive means of channeling such Force energies. Luckily all she ever had to do was pout, stomp, and focus all her energy into conjuring misleadingly large (and just mildly harmful) flames. On occasion, she might throw a fit or be rubbed the wrong way and unleash a pretty hefty blast of iridescent flame all around her; it might char her surroundings or burn flesh in its radius, but left her rather spent afterwards. She didn't know much about the Force beyond name... but she did know that some seldom few were willing to teach it if they took a liking to a person and were proven worthy. Of course, if you were of moderate wealth like Aynea, you would just scour the holonet in search of hirelings who were often quite powerful themselves and could be bought off for what she considered a song. With the imminent fall of Atrisia which she had been exiled by status quo and fled from, the few millions she had saved from her job was ill-spent just sitting around in Republic-based accounts, doing nothing.
Patiently, Aynea, cunning little foxstress as she was, waited by a tavern cantina on the friendly, calm world of Ansion to await a hopeful meeting with one such figure. Well, if he didn't arrive, at least she got to take in the sights of the Dominion and prance around all coy like a wild little thing in its rolling fields. She rested her head on her hand and leaned her elbow on the counter, hoping the man would show up.
@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]
Patiently, Aynea, cunning little foxstress as she was, waited by a tavern cantina on the friendly, calm world of Ansion to await a hopeful meeting with one such figure. Well, if he didn't arrive, at least she got to take in the sights of the Dominion and prance around all coy like a wild little thing in its rolling fields. She rested her head on her hand and leaned her elbow on the counter, hoping the man would show up.
@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]