"I am the heir of ash and fire."
Mirael is an intelligence-based hero of the Lightbearers faction with high damage. She grants an ally a fire shield which blocks incoming magic damage to the said ally. The fire shield also damages nearby enemies. Her other attacks focus mainly on dealing damage to enemies.
Mirael's ultimate ability "Fire Phoenix" allows her to summon an elemental phoenix to damage the enemies in her direct line of sight.
Born to an ordinary family in the Bantus Empire, the young Mirael showed a natural gift of fire magic, a powerful ability that her family found intimidating. Mirael was thus sent to the magic academy at a very young age by her parents. Though their intention was to teach her to control her powers, Mirael was more interested in letting go, rather than reining them in. Separated from her family and being put into a new environment, Mirael spent much of her time at the magic academy burning things down and causing trouble. Seeing the damage she was capable of causing, fellow students and teachers kept their distance.
After being expelled, Mirael didn't return home. She wandered from place to place in search of a new home that better suited her. She later realized that the best place for her was the battlefield where she could take down Hypogeans. During the battles, she would be fully free to unleash her powers. Her efforts would be greeted by applause rather than scorn. Mirael had found her joy and satisfaction in life.
Her encounter with Raine was quite dramatic. It started out as a conflict, yet she was soon surprised by how much she and Raine had in common. They acted alike, thought alike, and even had the same hobbies. The two hit it off instantly. Like fire and alcohol, the latter can make the former burn more ferociously. Of course, Fawkes would be the fire extinguisher that helped them control their crazy impulses. Mirael found a sense of belonging with Raine and Fawkes that had been absent in her life. Though she is not sure where her next stop will be, or what kind of life she will be living, Mirael is sure that Raine and Fawkes will always be a part of the picture.
As a young girl, Mirael loved sitting alone outside the village with the little castles and forts she'd carefully construct from twigs. Sometimes, she'd spend a whole day putting together a miniature village with its own manors, guildhalls, and inns. There was nothing more fun, after all, than watching it all burn down. The leaping tongues of orange and yellow called to her, and from the first time she saw a pyromancer, juggling smoking embers for an appreciative crowd, she knew what she wanted to be when she grew up.
Fire is an aggressive and fickle medium, and pyromancy is accordingly a craft that cares not for the user, regarding the caller and the target the same. Those drawn to it are often temperamental and impulsive, and Mirael is no exception. It burns through the large and the small alike, and as such Mirael's petite frame has always seemed oddly at ease when hurling flaming globules of elemental fury at any obstacles in front of her. She was nicknamed “Volcano” as an adolescent due to her quick temper and explosive outbursts. Her classmates would largely avoid her, and those with whom she chose to interact would always take on a soothing, deferential tone, lest they find their hair singed and robes smoldering.
Though it is well documented that those with a proclivity for fire magic tend toward the mischievous, Mirael was in a league of her own. She delighted in causing trouble and relished the ensuing chaos her pranks always promised to deliver. There was nothing that gave her more joy as a teen than watching the distinguished faculty of the magic academy rushing from one corner of the great hall to another, attempting to extinguish the fist-sized Emberlings she'd summoned. She like the cackling, bouncy little things, but she liked the trouble they made even more.
Mirael's abilities were outstanding and her affinity unquestionable, but as with many a pyromancer before her, she had trouble keeping them and her temper in check, and the academy could only accept so much burned furniture and the following complaints. After heated deliberation, Mirael was expelled indefinitely. She was overjoyed at the news, and knew immediately that the first thing she'd do was build that big, imposing academy in twigs, and watch it turn to ash.
When she heard of the reward being offered from the king to man the far-flung outposts of Esperia, she jumped at the opportunity. Finally, a way to utilize her talents in a way both fun and productive! She learned on these lonely watchtowers that she still had a ways to go in getting control over her power. Oftentimes, when reducing an unfortunate Hypogean scout to a pile of cinders, she would set the nearby trees alight as well. This would often burn through a patch of wood for days, but Mirael would always use her bounty rewards to pay back those whose lumber she'd burned. A fiery heart, a violent heart even, isn't always a bad heart. Mirael cares about those around her like anyone else, and she'll never forego the chance to stand up for her friends. That being said, she still isn't the easiest person to be around.
“You look cold. Let me warm you up.”
- "I am the heir of ash and fire."
- "I bow to no one."
- "My flame can never be extinguished. *makes a heart with flames*"
- "A fire burns within us all."
- "Is it getting hot in here, or is it just me?"
- “Magniior Tormenim!”
- “Obliortus Consileris!”
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