Ira Ysimer

Carrier Of A Curse

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  These abilities are unique to Ira. She has other abilities that are standard.

  Apparition: One of Ira's signature abilities is known as Apparition. It allows her to apparate to different locations. However, she is not able to go incredibly far. It allows her to dissipate and manifest herself in another location close to where she originally was. This ability can only be performed so many times before Ira can no longer hold herself up. It is physically taxing and it eats up her energy very quickly. So Ira only uses this when she feels it is necessary. Wave: Ira not only fights with magic, but also with a sword. This ability allows her magic to be channeled through the blade. However, Ira uses this only rarely. She may be beyond skilled in magic, but she is not a master. Using Wave could cause the magic to become unstable and possibly harm those who aren't meant to be harmed. Including Ira.

  Frostbite: This is a prime ability that Ira uses. This ability allows Ira to freeze her target. Be it only a limb or their entire body, the frozen part becomes delicate and can shatter when hit with another ability or the blade of Ira's sword. Siphon Blood: This ability is by far one of the most gruesome. Ira does use it to her advantage, though she does not do so regularly. Ira's sword plays a role in carrying out this attack. So Wave may be used as well to get a better effect. Though it is possible to perform using nothing but her bear hands. Ira hits a system of certain places on the body, and from the center of the pattern, quickly rises the desired method (sword or hand) and the enemy's blood will shoot like a fountain out of any place on the face. i.e eyes, mouth, ears, nose.
• I am no witch.
  Witches are foul creatures who feast upon the flesh of infants and rats. They dwell within caves and they reek of blood. Their magic is not magic obtained by mastery. It is poured into them from the blood of their victims. A witch is a woman whose power comes from slaughter and ritual.
  
  Though I cannot say that I am any more pure than a witch.
  
  The things I have done are not things I am proud of. Blood of my brothers and sisters stain my hands as a reminder of the punishment my ancestors brought upon themselves. Their curse is what had driven my family to insanity and it is what is causing me to suffer. I suffer because I am fighting the side of me that wants control, the same side that my ancestors cursed me with.
  
  There will come a time when it takes control over my mind and body and when the rest of me slowly disappears. I meditate regularly to keep it away. But each night I can feel it gnawing on the remnants of my innocence. It wants me to succumb to it.
  
  I used to fight my brothers and sisters. Each time we sparred together there was always some sort of sinister flash in their eyes. At times, they took pleasure from drawing my blood. Before they caved, they caught themselves and shied away, ashamed that they had tried to kill. Daisy seemed to notice when it happened, and she would stand by ready to save me. The other mentors could not see any sign of it. Because they were being taken over as well.
  
  I could remember when I too had nearly broken at the desire for blood. I was sparring with a sister, and I had nearly cut her throat. Her mentor jumped between us and my knife went straight through his hand. I had broken from my daze and the intense feeling of guilt still has yet to leave.
  
  I am not safe from myself.