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*~Introduction~*

Shh...can you hear it?

That singing is coming from that hill up there, the hillside covered in the ruins of a mystical and long forgotten culture. The monastery on the hill keeps watch, guarding the secrets of a magical people now gone to the wear of time. But its magic lives on in the hearts and ways of those who live here, keeping the memory alive.

The ones that reside here have dedicated their lives to spreading the teachings of this peaceful culture. They believe that it is their goal to cleanse the earth of all the wrongs committed by war and hatred. And so they pray, and tend to the ruins to appease the departed spirits.

They are led by a high priestess, who herself knows all the old teachings. She keeps them secret, passing them along only to the next high priestess to be. But alas, the old priestess is aging. Soon it will be time for another to take her place. The women of the monastery have chosen the purest of them all for such a role. She has a heart so strong and a conscience so kind that many of those who see her fall to their knees and weep with joy.

Her name is Losimiura. It is her voice you hear now, floating through those banks of mist. They say she guides lost travelers with that heavenly song, leading them from the perilous rocks of the shore into the safety of the monastery grounds.

No one ever sees her. She is solitary, though not unkind. They say she is not physically very strong, and keeps to the cool misty banks of the lake because even bright sunlight would harm her fragile skin.

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*~My Stats~*

Name: Losimiura
Nickname: Miura
Guardian: Amimain (account)
Gender: Female
Age: Mid twenties
Color: White
Eye Color: Pale violet
Species: Draik
Birthday: June 25
Sign: Cancer (The Wave)
PetPet: Kest the Nuk
Hobbies: Dancing, singing, learning from her mistress, reading
Residence: A temple in the hills of Chantavale
Mood: Wistful, distant, benevolent
Love: Forbidden
Interest: None
Children: None
Appearance: White skin accented by gold, pale blue ear and wing membranes, long wavy gray hair, pale violet eyes. Wears a gray and white dress decorated with sapphires, a long veil, and golden slippers.

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*~Likes/Dislikes~*

Likes The rain silence Nature Kyala Learning New faces
	Dislikes War Imprisonment Feeling helpless Hatred Suffering

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*~About Miura~*

Because Miura has felt so much from those around her, she has lost a little part of herself. There is an emptiness in her soul that she does not let show through to her sisters. However, her eyes are pale and distant, as if life itself has drained the color and energy from them. She is always looking far into the distance, never seeing what is in front of her.

But that does not stop her from being heartrendingly faithful and pure. She will sacrifice her own well-being and comfort in an instant for the sake of another. However, she does not do it desperately, nor does she regret doing so. She has no real need for comfort or happiness. Like everything else she does, she heals with a quiet grace and gentle nobility.

Though she is not a mother, she is capable of the love of one. Her maternal warmth can melt any heart, and her warm touch and gentle voice break through the thickest emotional barriers. She is a mother and friend to all, and selflessly offers herself to soothe others' sorrow.

Though she represents the embodiment of purity and light, there is something always very sad about her. Those that know her well can see a longing in her eyes, as if another younger, more vital part of her yearns to break free of its fragile confines. She loves everyone she has and hasn't met, but she never allows anyone to get close to her, almost as if she is incapable--or afraid--of the consequences of intimacy. Though she will never admit it, even to herself, the deepest parts of her heart wish only to leave behind her responsibility and lead a normal life.

But this part of her is buried, and she is bound to her duties through great faith. That part of her that wants to break free probably never will, and she will spend the rest of her days appeasing the spirits of the departed and soothing the souls of the living, all the while with the loving heart and steady hand that others need.

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*~Interesting Facts~*

Miura was the only female born to the temple in her year
Sometimes she can be quite stubborn
She is telepathic
Though she loves rain, she doesn't like swimming
She is not allowed to look men in the eye
Miura cannot fall in love or she will be cast from the temple

It is difficult to tell Miura's story, because it is known only to the older members of the temple. Personification of the High Priestess or the Priestess-to-be is discouraged, so Miura's childhood was never recorded or discussed. She was made to be viewed as a kind force rather than a living, feeling being.

Miura never speaks, for she has taken a vow of silence, offering her own speech to the spirits of the ruins. It is said she can communicate through telepathy, though it is a rare few who have witnessed this. Instead she relies upon her interpreter, a young Kyrii girl named Kyala chosen by the temple women to tend to the priestess. Miura hardly ever calls on her though. She prefers to rely upon herself, asking for the aid of others only when necessary.

It is a troubled life she has led. Though she has never known hardship and everything she needs is provided to her within the temple, she can feel the plight of others. Her ears hear the screams of soldiers wounded in battle. Her eyes see the countryside burning and ruined. Her skin feels the cold pressure of heavy chains and her stomach the gurgling hunger of her people during famine. It is these feelings and visions that follow her through her days, ever reminding her that there are so many who suffer.

They say there is no purer heart in all the lands, for she has dedicated her life to soothing the wounded and cleansing the world of madness and anger.

It is believed that because her soul is so innocent and her heart so pure, the gods have granted her eternal beauty. It is no lie that her magnificence strikes the hearts all who see her. Even the most hardened of convicts falls to his feet, weeping from her blinding beauty and the blessed light she bestows upon their souls.

But her journey is far from over. When the temple sleeps, she sits by the High Priestess's bed, learning the last of her Mistress's teachings before the fog of death closes around the old woman. In the day, she wanders through the rocky hills, weaving in and out of the sacred ruins and brushing through the dew-covered grass. She feels the pain of the earth and its people, and she sends her blessings out upon them.

And...she sings. Oh, how she sings! Her voice is like the purest of spring water, the softest of fine silk, and the sweetest of fresh spring berries. Not a soul who hears it does not stop in their tracks and take in a deep breath. They remember innocence, and they remember peace. And they love the priestess for her sacrifice as she weaves through the mist, forever continuing on her mission.

But sadly, her work will never be done, not until we can bring into our hearts the same purity and love of life that Losimiura holds within her. There was, is, and always will be war, strife, and famine, unless we can learn from her how to live in harmony. But we are not even close. The pangs of greed and jealousy still grip at our foolish hearts, and the taste for the enemy's blood on our swords is still too fresh. It will be a long, long time before the world can feel the love Losimiura holds for it.

And so, she waits, singing, praying, and healing, waiting for a day when we will hear her. That day may arrive long after she has passed on. It may never come, but her faith does not waver.

That is her legacy, and that is what it always will be. Losimiura, Priestess of Mist, holds the world in her heart. She knows true innocence and wishes to share it. We ignore her calls, but she loves and trusts us, and she will be there waiting for us on the day that we finally choose to hear her.

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*~Miura's Stories~*

Eventually, Miura will have stories here illuminating certain moments in her past, and possibly her future. When they are written, you will find the links here.

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*~Family~*

Miura does not know her real family, but a few of Amimain's charges have gotten to know the elusive priestess, and she is glad for the company on lonely days

Haku is much like Miura, in that he has dedicated his life to healing others. She feels a deep bond with him because he has the same peace within his soul that she does. In a way she probably envies him, because he can so readily help others, but he is free to live his life, and love as well.

Few idolize Miura as much as Gwyn. This young mage is especially connected to the spirit realms because she is responsible for watching over people's dreams. Though they have never met in person, Miura often guides Gwyn when in the dream realms, teaching her how to breathe love and security into the wayward dreams that seek her help.

Miura has only met the bubbly Seren once, though they stay close because of Miura's ability to communicate through the mind. Miura is fond of the young girl, and also secretly envies her free spirit. The priestess takes joy out of seeing Seren because it reminds her of what she wishes to be.

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*~Friends~*

Few ever venture up the steep cliffs where the temple is built. By law, Miura is forbidden to leave it, and so she rarely ever meets anyone who is not a monk or priestess. Though a part of her heart longs for friendship, she has none at the moment.

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*~Companion~*

The white ram Kest, often seen my Miura's side, is a noble and loyal protector to the Draikess. He would lay down his life for her, as many would. It is his job to watch over her, assuring that none get closer to Miura than is allowed. If he sees visitors harassing her or behaving improperly, they will be forced back down the mountain by Kest's strong golden horns. It is also his duty to wander the misty paths, seeking out lost travelers to herd to the temple if Miura's voice is not guidance enough. Together, they have saved many a life.

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*~Artwork~*

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*~Angel Draiks~*

These sweet little winged Draiks will watch over your lookup, shop, or petpage for you. If you listen closely enough, you might be able to hear the quiet, clear notes from their golden harps.

Requests: Open
Trades:Open

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Rules:

Do not alter these in any way, shape, or form.
Do not claim credit for them or use them in the BC, AG, etc.
Only take the code for a custom adoptable if it belongs to you.
Send the adoptable form request to the account premise, no where else!
I will only take five trades/request at a time. If the list is full, you'll have to wait until it is empty again.

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*~Role Play~*

So you want to role play with Miura, huh? Great! But first there are some things you should know.

If you really want to role play with her, there are a few things to keep in mind. Just because you know all about her past and such doesn't mean your pet does. Remember, Miura lives in a very remote, very hard-to-reach place. Not just anyone would come traipsing up to see her. Also, the fact that she can't speak is often difficult to deal with. Make sure your pet is the patient sort. Remember that Miura is holy. Anyone who meets her should be deeply affected by this. No pet can just walk up to her and say "Oh, hello, nice to meet you." It is much more profound than that.

Miura doesn't exactly have friends. It is hard, with all her duties, to find time for others, and it isn't easy to visit her. She is used to being around females, and if she were to make friends, they would most likely be female pets with a similar gentle nature.

As far as love goes, don't count on anything. If Losimiura were to fall in love, she would be cast from the temple. Life there is all she knows, and the thought of fleeing terrifies her, even if secretly she desires it. However, she is deeply faithful, and it would take a miracle to sway her heart.

Please visit my RP FAQ to find out everything you need to know about role playing with one of my pets, as well as a bit of extra information about Miura.

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*~Link Back~*

The time has come, as it always does, to part ways. As you make your way back down through the mountains, please think a little about what you have seen and heard here. Tell others of the lovely Draikess who suffers for us atop the mountains. The more who know her plight, the closer it will come to ending.

Listen carefully as the fog wraps around you. If you keep your heart open and your eyes closed, you may hear Miura's haunting, lovely voice spilling out over the mountains once more.

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