As long as the outcome is favorable, what difference does the means of getting to it make?
Description: A willowy woman who is in the middle of her adulthood, she is slender, bordering on thin, for one who stands at 5'8" in height. She almost always has a severe look to her, a seriousness that all but flows from her in waves. Her blonde hair is almost always braided in a style that keeps it out of her face, allowing for her attentive brown eyes to peer about without having it in the way. She almost always dresses in the way of those of her kinship, only deviating from such when preparing for combat.
Personality: While one might expect a warrior to be brash and loud, Ayda is quite the opposite. She's fairly quiet, almost to the point where one might mistake her as being shy, Ayda is the 'think first, speak later' kind of person. She is not one who is prone to bragging, instead allowing for her actions to speak for her. She is equal parts compassion and passion, Always willing to help others when she can at the same she has a fire on her gut that drives her to be the best she can be.
Background: Ayda Reid was born 213 years ago on a day that could best be described as 'normal'. There were no signs or omen to be found, nothing special to mark the arrival of someone born to save the world. No, the day was as normal as the child who was born. As infancy melded into childhood, Ayda took to the sword, preferring playing with weapons made of sticks over dressing up and playing with dolls many of her female peers enjoyed.
As she grew up the wooden weapons became real, no longer branches but rather weapons made of metal, and her personality shifted as well, the once playful girl becoming somber, stoic, quiet. It was not far into the beginning of her adulthood where she was found to be particularly attuned to the Lifewell, and her training grew to include learning evocation magic as well as the martial arts.
Many things occurred in her life that shaped her into the warrior and woman she'd become but nothing like fighting in The Eradication War did. Seeing others die, some of whom she grew up with, left scars and hurt, furthering the quiet nature she had grown into.
The rest of her life so far had been spent adapting to her new home after The Third Migration took place. She poured herself into her training and eventually gained her companion, a gray wolf she'd name Rain.