Hunter. Huntress. These are more than just names, more than titles, they are lifetyles. Many with these titles will put their life on the line for every meal, while many more will simply go after one big target, then live it up in luxary for a while after selling it or collecting the bounty, if it has one. Then there's someone like Kai.
Born to hunt, practically with a spear in-hand from the moment she could first walk, Kai always knew what she wanted to become. However, her mother, the Elder Witch of Fire, saw less of a physical life for her daughter, and more one devoted o the Mystic arts. Time and again Kai tried to tell her mother that spells were not her passion. But time and again, hr mother turned to her and told her that they would become her passion. It wasn't until one fatefull day that Kai finally took her rightful place among those who risk it all, the hunters...
One day, her mother was trying to teach her how to summon a familiar. Her mother was excited about this day, because once her daughter summonned a familiar, Kai would be set ont he path of sorcery for life. However...time and again she tried, but time and again she failed, Kai producing little more thans parks from her magic circle. Enraged, her mother blamed her daughters obsession with hunting, and stormed up to her room, where Kai kept a makeshift spear she had made herself from scrap metal and an old rusty pole. Her mother then created a circle of destruction, aiming to use magic to show her daughter her 'true course' in life. However, as she threw the spear at the circle, Kai screamed out in protest, and her magic power erupted forth. Her summonning circle glowed bright, and she summonned forth the spirit of an Ifrit, an ancient being of fire, who obeyed the command screaming from deep within Kai's heart. It flew at the spear...and merged with it, becoming the crimson polarm Blaze.
Practically in shock, her mother dropped to her knees. Her daughter had summonned one of the most powerful fire spirits sh had ever seen, but instead of accepting her role as a Witch, the daughter of the Elder Witch of Fire had chosen instead to save her spear. There could be no going back now, the witch knew this...and so, she kicked Kai out of her home and into the woods. Sobbing, Kai ran as fast as she could, polarm on her back, until she realized....she was lost. And that is when it happenned. She heard it. The unmistakable roar, the sound of wind being beat by wings...and the shadow that blocked the sun. A dragon had found her...
Backing up, Kai almost fell right onto her rear as she stared up at the dragon. A full grown and ancient beast, clearly battle hardened judging by the scars. He looked down at Kai and prepard to blast her with fire, planning on roasting his meal...but then, Kai acted on instinct. She leapt up, letting his fire hit the spot where she had been, and before she even began to come back down, she took out her spear...and threw it with all her might. There was a roaring scream, thrashing...then a thud, as the dragon hit the ground, dead. She had thrown it right through his body, through his heart, and out the other side, no doubt assisted by the fire spirit inhabiting Blaze. She walked up to the felled dragon in shock, pulling her blazing hot spear from the ground, though the heat didn't effect her. She looked down at the dragon, then to her spear...and she smiled.
Ever since then, Kai has been on the path of the huntress, making a name for herself within the hunting community, especialy since her first kill was a centuries old dragon. Now, she makes her living hunting, using the money ot buy shelter and produce, and hunting her own meat. Nothing too luxurious. She doesn't do it for the money after all. She does it because she knows it's what she's meant to do.
((WIP but ready for play))