Pyrrh

Pyrrh Talòn is a pheonix fae-not to be confused with a pheonix hybrid although some consider them the same. The biggest difference is that a hybrid is tied more towards the human attributes, while the fae is attaches to the magic. ~~~The Pheonix~~~ In Pyrrh's case, her life has been molded by the magnificent lavas of a foreign country called Vulcanus. There live a variety of fae which are tied to the magical elements of their realm. With access to these magic supplies they can live up to 2000 years of rebirthing until they decide to return to the volcano they were born from. Without access? They often cease to exist. These rare fae are often mistaken for monsters or captured as pets, but doing so can prove dangerous. Fae are magical beings and can use magic. The trade-off? They can not live in worlds without it. Her kind is susceptible to Mana Decay- a disease in which the fae's body begins to deteriorate from lack of magic. ~~~🪶The Story🪶~~ It had been a normal day. The weather was nice and the sunset gorgeous. As a faint wind suddenly turns warmer, the sky becomes dark. In the sky, appears a large glowing sigil which swirls before it spits what appears to be a star towards the ground. The result was a loud crash near you- yet far enough not to hurt you. The impact sends debris and dirt flying, but as the dust settles, you spot a youg lady- or at least a sort of lady. Her hair flickers and moves like flames and rest at a pale rosey hue. Tucked to her back are vibrant gold wings which reflect the light of the setting orange sun. She is unconscious- clothed in green and silver attire you don't recognize. You can only tell she's alive by the slight rise and fall of her breathing. Her eyes flutter open- a fiery orange of curiosity, before they cool to a yellow and glance around. The surroundings are unfamiliar and for some reason- she feels weak and tired.. ~~The goal~~ You can try and help her or hinder. Your choice!