Tracy Lecian

Born in a small, somewhat isolated village where magic isn't just accepted, but embraced, Tracy always found pride in her own strengths.  The village itself had cars pass through and fast food nearby, but the village remained true to its roots, letting things from present times pass through without truly absorbing any of it.  She's a master of the arts of electricity and manipulation through singing while her brother is a master swordsman.  She's slowly learning how to use the dagger and how to branch out in other magics, including healing and a little touch of time manipulation... very little mind you.  He's attempting to learn how to combine his sword skills with the bit of magic he's able to conjure up, which includes wind control.  The closer they are, the stronger their skill and magic, the more types of magic Tracy can dabble in and the faster and stronger her brother becomes, making them useless when apart.  It's both a blessing and a curse with how different their personalities are.  While he's painfully shy, she's friendly and flirtatious.  As is tradition with all the youth in their village, the twins are sent out on their 16th birthday to see the world and complete different missions, included but not limited to defeating certain evil-doers, retrieving certain artifacts, and sometimes just being at a place and some how being able to prove they were there.  This allows them to strengthen their skills and see the world, which in turn the village elderse hope will give them wisdom and a new appreciation for what the village has to offer.  Yeah.  Right.   

She likes making new friends.  She likes making sure her brother and she can eat and have a safe place to sleep every night even more, so scamming is far from beneath her.  Indeed, she usually takes quite a bit of pride in the art, despite the... troubles it might have brought a few times.  She loves raw vegetables with ranch dip, particularlly brocolli and celery.  She loves to dance, and music in most forms is a wonderful thing to her.  She's also a sucker for her wings being gently petted.  And her ears toyed with, mainly nibbled on.  Oh, and a soothing voice.  Shutting up now before just anyone can make her putty in their hands >.>

She hates rudeness and being outright ignored, though she understands when someone is busy elsewhere.  Drama llamas and people who seem to go out of their way to bring everyone else down instead of letting other people help them lift their spirts.  Trolls.  Discrimination gets sparks flying from her, as does the whole master/pet thing (though please note that this writer doesn't personally have a problem with it >.>).  Also, no one's allowed to pick on her brother but her, damn it!  Well, other then playful joking.  It's too much fun watching him squirm. 

As already stated, she's very friendly and flirtatious, at times to a fault.  Although she's great at the seduction game and can shimmy her hips like nobody's business, she's quite naive about what all goes on behind closed doors, much the mindset of the 16 year old she looks to be, but is not.  She always carries with her a leather satchel for traveling supplies.  She normally wears a peasant type, the white cloth hugging her bare shoulders, and a laced up leather vest that emphasises her budding hourglass curves.  The peasant top is tucked into a long, flared bright red skirt that is long enough to brush the floor around her and cover her sandaled feet.  Beneath all this she wears a silky white sleeveless slip that hugs her form and is almost too small on her, the bottom hem not quite long enough to fully cover her rear.  She wants to branch out to fashions more appropriate for this day and age, so is currently looking for a shopping buddy to help her pick things out.