<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Three years ago,</span><br/><br/>Kiona Thesiavs sat in her fatherâ€™s overly nice living room that depicted no gods, or goddesses. This was the thieves headquarters no religion, no rules, and only honor. Or so the motto went. Her long black hair and startling blue eyes gave an upper hand when trying to steal. No one would suspect a pretty teenage girl. In fact, her father took in orphanâ€™s to help gain number, and loyal followers even though he had such a pretty daughter.<br/><br/>The problem with being so pretty was the mere fact that men always tried to touch her. On this day no one would've guessed that her entire world would crash and burn right in front of her very own eyes.<br/><br/>She laid on the couch toying with a silver necklace that had been taken by a naive old lady who thought gold was over priced. Even though true silver was hard to come by. When the world began to become hectic around her. A man ran into the living room out of breath , hands on his knees, and a frown on his face. If her memory served her right this was the second in command of the entire estate besides her father.<br/><br/>â€œKiona....KIONA, Your father is dead. Murdered by a soldier for stealing...or was caught. Miss you need to escape. â€œ If fire was bred inside her veins this was the day that opened her to it. No sooner had the words been spoken smoke began to be seen outside the living room window.<br/><br/>In quick thinking her feet took her through the hallway, towards the back door, and into the grassland was apart of their back yard. Then , out of nowhere a searing pain hit her brain, and within a matter of seconds her black hair was changed to red. Perfect red hair was a clear sign of Aestos the God of fire. The rest of what happened then is history as now she travels as Aestosâ€™s champion.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Now, </span><br/><br/>Kiona walked through a small village , a red hood like cape over her head , covering the glowing yellow eyes that were gifted to her by Aestos. Red sleeves cut off before her shoulder revealing a red tattoo on both arms, with a sleeveless like red top, with a skirt that was longer in the back than the front, showcasing her red tattoos on her legs. The villagers obviously felt that she was an odd being, gifted by the fire god, and given such odd looks.<br/><br/><br/>Her feet brought her to a small tavern that was hidden in the small town. One finger flicked a little fire seeming to appear and disappear. Aestos had brought her here for this. This was his gift to her so that she could complete his wishes. The taverns was lit up by lanterns and people were bustling in and out of the place.<br/><br/>She walked up to front door a evil smirk on her face. It was partially his will, and partially hers. Lifting one foot , and booting in the front door she was able to make a rather interesting entrance. Everyoneâ€™s eyes were on her as the middle finger that was being held up ignited by flames. Red, orange, and yellow flickered on her finger , before she made all fingers like that. Carefully, stepping towards a flammable counter, and running her flaming hands against it.<br/><br/>â€œ I ask you why dear soldiers do you betray the fire god? No , no , Why have you taken Gavinâ€™s offer? â€œ A sly smile crossed her face. â€œ Oh no, did I ask a scary question?â€ There were mumbles about how psychologically insane fire champions were, or some sort of insult to her. These whispers meant nothing to her.<br/><br/>â€œ Well maybe, Sir Caverice , burning my home made you feel more like a soldier and less like the man behind the guild. My father may have been leader, but he did not originate the guild. You did.â€ Her face turned to a man who was now standing looking as if he was going to take action, but then a look of sheer shock crossed this middle aged manâ€™s face. His graying black hair, and bright green eyes lit up in sheer fear.<br/><br/>â€œI, I ,â€ The manâ€™s deep voice trembled in fear.<br/><br/>â€œ You, will pay the price for your treachery.Oh, and you will pay it for your life. Not only did you betray your own men, but you took to siding with the wrong man. â€œ Her hand now flickered entirely of fire as she made her way towards the man. When she reached him , the flaming hand gripped his neck burning his neck, as he choked out his last breaths. In order to keep the rest of his men to have the same fate, she took her other hand , and shoot a flaming ball of fire towards the entrance making no escape the tavern as it  began to crumble in flames.<br/><br/>Once the manâ€™s last breath was over, she turned took to the back door , and continued on her way as if this was a daily occurrence.<br/><br/>A man that had watched the tavern burned down followed the girl up until she reached the edge of the forest. His white hood proved the man to be of the priest religion, and robe just proved it even more. Desperately he ran up to the girl placing a hand on her shoulder hoping to not be burned to a crisp. " Kiona , You are a champion, You need to learn to control yourself , please."<br/><br/>She pushed the man's hand off her shoulder hoping that this was not a rude gesture to a man such as him. " Well, what do I have to do? I have no connection to this place anymore. "<br/><br/>" We must head to the temple." This man was obviously not a very direct man but she did as she was asked and followed the man to the temple.