"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

It was hard to ignore the smell. Carrying a tiger corpse while the rotting stench filled her nose was a terrible experience Ori never wanted to encounter ever again. She considered herself lucky that the spell she used to make herself invisible worked as well as it did. It made it that much easier to maneuver without people giving her strange looks or asking questions. 


"Huh?" She still had to deal with that, however the citizens' complaints mainly fell on the smell. An unknown one that made their noses twitch in disdain, then them looking around with horror gracing their features when realization dawned. 


Origins-Raji