"Let's make some magic."  Circus performer by day, Supernatural hunter by night, Lunaira wasn't a goddess or queen, but she was a spellcaster.  With the powers she was born with she does all she can to make the world a better place for those she comes across.  It's a shame that her fellow SAA members don't consider her a good omen.

From the moment she was born, she was known as a being of misfortune that shouldn't exist, let alone live to her adult years.  But that was fine with her.  She lived for causing chaos, especially when it came to the people she considered family.  With that sense of obligation and power however came with responsibilities that lay heavy on her shoulders.  Everyone has their limits and Lunaira is on the brink of hers.

Shed Some Light

 The tent was filled to the brim with chaos with no signs of stopping. Ori’s animal familiars allowed Raji to go towards the final ring without worry. This final inferno circle brought forth a bow and a quiver full of arrows in Lunaira’s hands. 


 Immediately she flicked her fingers across the arrows in her possession, encasing them in a white glow. While that was going on the animals landed, scattered across the grassy ground of the tent. They stood still among their guests, their fur hardening. 


 The creatures that were so full of life before turned into a dazzling crystal. Rainbow hued statues now stood still as could be. The same firm material that encased the beasts coated the ground forming a circle under them. 


 The area began to shake, the statues were suddenly lifted onto a series of towering crystals. Their light sparkled, glimmered, and shimmered dozens of feet into the air. 


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