Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/b6f1e2e4-7a70-4b27-ac92-9106e51d2137_zps362bcd47.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Krista Vastian<br/>Age: 17 (by earth terms)<br/>Race: Expellian<br/>Powers: Strong healing, runeology<br/>Personality:<br/>*sweet<br/>*compassionate<br/>*caring<br/>*kind natured<br/>*easy going<br/>*curious<br/>*eager to learn new things<br/>*gentle<br/>*intuitive (most of the time)<br/>*dreams of new things<br/>*hopeful<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Krista was singing in the forest as she healed both planets and her spiritual awareness. When she had finished this she was practicing a fireball runeology spell. It was then she began to hear and sense things that should not be there. She ceased her singing as her head looked around. Elven looking ears twitched and searched out in the direction of the danger. It took a few moments due to all of the other natural sounds within the forest but she finally located the sounds. Sounds like those she had never once heard before. Without really a thought to herself she began to rush in that direction. She knew the forest from the inside out. For some reason she had always felt more at home in the forest than in the small village that she lived on the norther side of the forest.<br/><br/>Someone was in danger. She was not a fighter but she hoped to assist them with Runeology. Maybe? She could cast it without the needs for the symbols tattooed upon the skin. Still...if she did not hurry whoever it was in danger from beasts whose sounds she had never heard the likes of before...could be dead. She pushed herself to rush faster.  Sticks breaking beneath her feet with loud audible crunches in her ear. Batting away long twisted wooden branches that seeked to slow her down. Time was of the essence and she must get there as quickly as possible. The sight that befell her when she reached there however, made her freeze in shock and horror. Blinking and just stared for a moment at the strangely dressed woman. Who was she?<br/><br/>She shook her head a held her hands out. "Fireball!" She cried out. Shooting fireballs and hitting the first shadowy looking creature. She kept casting. "Fireball!" She moved a head and pointed it at the woman. "Cure!" She then went back to the woman's attackers. Powering up a rather large one. "Firestorm!" She cried out. Shooting the flaming cyclonic fireball at the shadows hitting them over and over again while merely causing the woman a bit of extreme discomfort. She paused in her onslaught to breathe a bit...as well as see if that was doing any good at all. If not she would have to try another method. That poor strange looking woman was in danger.