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PostPosted: Jul 30th, '10, 00:18 
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Ever since she was little, Laamalil was passive girl. She would even do her best to avoid stepping on flowers and blowing away mosquitos and black flies than slap them when out in the forests. Her father and mother are herbalists and healers themselves, she has an older brother that took a different path and became a hunter, training to be a ranger. He would often come back scratched up and scraped and bruised. Her parents allowed Laamalil to practice her medical skills on him, to his disapproval and to her mischievous delight, as he would often pick on her as many older brothers do to their little sisters, but when he got scraped and such, she got to apply stinging ointments and oils to his wounds, it was her little revenge.

She wasn't a shy girl, but she enjoyed her solitude and her studies and didn't keep many friends, though she had next to no enemies. Those that were close to her she cherished. She would take her time in making friends which was why she had so few, but those she did have were lucky to have her, as she was a very kind and loyal friend. Despite not having many friends, she was well liked and respected by those that new her. They new what to expect from her and knew she would never cause problems knowingly. She did have a flaw however, and that was she had a hard time standing up for herself when confronted. She was not the type to fight so the very few bullies that existed new they could push her around and she would do nothing to stop them, and it hurt her feelings. People would come to her defense immediately if they knew however, but that wasn't always the case.

When she reached the elven age of puberty, it was the first time she realized she had magical ability. When she was practicing her medical skills and needed to reach for an item just out of her reach, it suddenly lifted off the table and came to her. She was astonished at this... and remained stunned for quite awhile. No one else in her class had ever done such a thing she was aware of. She decided to keep it secret as no one saw what had happened, she didn't want to seem a freak, especially when she tried again and couldn't repeat it.. they would think her nuts, or just playing a prank.

Weeks went by and nothing like that happened again. She didn't forget it occured however and it always remained in the back of her mind. In privacy she would reach her hand out at objects to try and repeat it again, and it frustrated her that nothing would happen. Eventually she got so frustrated and swung her arms and knocked over one of her crystal drinking goblets. It was about to smash on the floor when she panicked and reached for it and it stopped in mid air... she felt a hold of it without touching it. She could even move it, just by moving her hand.. and it stunned her. She just stared at it.. dumb founded.. and then she lost the feel and it fell to the floor and smashed...

Over the later years random things like this kept occurring, different little powers that seemed to occur when she needed to do something, mostly related to her medical studies, or the very few times she became emotional.

With her studies she found that if she needed to cool a burn, her hands would emit a cooling sensation. She learned that if she got to emotional however that this could harm. The same came with warming her hands to assist in a massage.. she could burn if she wasn't careful.

Eventually she was caught in class and everyone saw what happened. She needed to light a bunsun burner to heat an oil and her hand sparked from a foot away and caught the fuel and the entire thing exploded. It only set the table on fire, but it was enough to cause her to shreak in surprise as well as those around her who directly saw what occurred. She was taken away by the teacher and for long hours she thought she was in a tun of trouble and was very worried what was going to happen.


(more to come soon)

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