Aliesa preferred flying over the choice of dealing with the sea. It was always unerving how the sea rocked and bent with the feelings of a oncoming storm. She was a traveler for the most part dealing with shady jobs, and managing to stay out of wars. Typically , a night fairy was found as a beautiful , powerful, and lustrious figure. However, Aliesa came from what is called dark fairies family. This family was casted out from being treated like normal fairies and thus was forced to take up the dirty jobs. Somebody had to or else balance would be off right?<br/><br/>She wore a whiteish silver witch's hat. It was more for humore when humans point and say " It's a witch ! A witch!" Her mind loved the joke but her heart always felt a tad bit sorry for them. Her dark purple eyes glanced down to towards the sea. There was a ship , and it looked like it wouldn't hold because of the storm. Good thing for them she wasn't a water fairy or sprite as their called or else that ship would be under water. Instead , their luck was such that she was a night fairy in need of a quick break. There wasn't much in terms of controlling water but maybe she could use a 2 yr old spell. ( a spell taught to every fairy at the age of 2)<br/><br/>Her boot made a clink as her dark gray thigh boots landed on wood. She twirled her staff often viewed as a demoness's staff but it was in all depth a fairy staff. It was time to rock these sea fairin folks no matter their rac-before a thought could be finished she noticed that they were demons. Great! Time to prove why fairies were trouble makers or at least her type of fairy was. " Well now, never thought to see demon would end up with ship troubles. " The humore was dripping out of her words but as she spoke her staff began to glow blue.<br/><br/>The glowing color blue began to envelope her , and she was able to steer the storm clouds just enough to allow the ship to avoid a crash course. With that she waved a hand muttering " tootles." Flapping her wings and heading back to the sky. Fact was moving storm clouds was child's play for any fairy. It was easy....unless you had unstable magic or a dranage of it. Her faded bluish wings flapped yet again carrying her to a port in about 1 hour from that ship. Damn...the ship had lost her an hour ...Oh well.