Myra has dark, thick, coarse black-brown hair with some wave and a few curls. She has a somewhat angular jaw, balanced with soft cheeks and large pale mint green eyes flecked with navy blue. Her eyebrows are strong but shapely. She is extremely nimble and adept at climbing and jumping gracefully. She weighs around 100 pounds and is 5'2" tall, and across her body in various spots, including her entire back, her hip bones, her neck and down her arms are strange almost swirling scars. These are marks from removed tattoos, though she herself doesn't understand this, as you will read in a moment.Personality Traits: Myra can be distinguished by her silent, thoughtful and observant personality, at first glance. Upon deeper inspection, she is revealed to have a light and easily humored spirit. She has a brilliant smile with dimples in each cheek, but she doesn't show it often because of her hard life. She has a lot of conflicting traits that seem at war with each other inside of her, and sometimes make her seem inconsistent in her actions and behaviors. She is constantly plagued by deep fear, but constantly fights it with a determined spirit. She will often slip into thoughts and actions that reflect a self-hate, yet one of her missions in life is to love and treat others with kindness. She never shies away from physical challenges, unless those challenges seem illogical to her. Despite her lack of head knowledge, she is quick minded and smart, and easily learns and masters skills. She is always seeking peace in her soul, and in her journey for that, she has developed and fought many unhealthy behaviors, such as addiction to fighting, and addiction to other adrenaline producing activities such as dangerous climbing and jumping, and she has not yet overcome her instinct to run away whenever she is uncomfortable. She has come to never trust another soul, sometimes she even fails to trust herself. However, she can be defined as a courageous girl, because she refuses to let her weaknesses and fears guide her, and only falls prey to them when her last strength fails.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:
History: Myra has no memory before the age of 10. In fact, she has no idea what her actual birthdate is or where she came from. Her earliest memory involves waking up inside an empty shack on the side of a mountain in the dead of night with nothing but a name, the thin nightgown on her back, and a body covered in scars. Just outside the shack, a Nightwalker stood tied to a post. She somehow, miraculously, survived alone as a young child, quickly mastering survival techniques, social skills, language, and a moral compass with the loyalty, protection and transportation of her horse (whom she named Shift). Over the years she has been plagued with bad friendships, abandonment by those she cared for, and enemies seeking her life, but she holds on to a hope that she will eventually meet some honorable people she can call friends.
Over the course of the eight years she can remember, Myra has traveled the length of Sylira, Taldera, and part of Kalea, seeking knowledge and understanding.
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