Post by RISE OF THE THORNS on Jul 5, 2013 0:46:04 GMT -5
Name: Zyra
Alias: Rise of the Thorns
Class: Mid, Support
Race: Plant consciousness in a human body
Age: Unknown, likely very old. Exact age of body also unknown, estimated to be about 30.
Occupation: Exploring the world, trying to survive and rebuild her plant kingdom. Possibly also planning to take over Valoran.
Residence: Kumungu Jungle
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Evil
Abilities:
Passive - Rise of the Thorns: Even upon death, Zyra returns to her plant form to fire one last shot, a Vengeful Thorn.
Q - Deadly Bloom: Thorns shoot from the ground, harming anyone caught in the area. If Deadly Bloom hits a seed, a Seed Spitter grows and fights with long-ranged attacks.
W - Rampant Growth: Zyra sets a seed in the ground to lie in wait for a chance to grow. Zyra's skills that hit the seed make it grow into one of two different plants.
E - Grasping Roots: Zyra sends vines in a straight line, rooting and harming anything it strikes. If Grasping Roots hits a seed, a Vine Lasher grows and fights with a close-range attack that hinders the struck enemy's movement.
R - Stranglethorns: A vast thicket of vines and thorns grows as Zyra summons the fury of nature, damaging and greatly hindering the movement of anyone caught in the thicket. If Stranglethorns hits a plant, that plant enters a furious rage and strikes much more quickly.
Biography:
Longing to take control of her fate, the ancient, dying plant Zyra transferred her consciousness into a human body for a second chance at life. Centuries ago, she and her kind dominated the Kumungu Jungle, using thorns and vines to consume any animal that set foot in their territory. As the years passed, the animal population steadily died off. Food became increasingly scarce, and Zyra could only stand by helplessly as the last of her kin withered away. She thought she would perish alone, until the appearance of an unwary sorceress presented her with an opportunity for salvation.
It was the first time in years Zyra had sensed a creature wander so close. Hunger drew her to the sorceress, but some other, deeper instinct compelled her. She enveloped the woman in thorns with ease, but as she savored this final meal, foreign memories invaded her thoughts. She saw great jungles of metal and stone where humans and animals thrived. Potent magic surged through her vines, and she devised an elegant but risky plan to survive. Using the woman’s memories, Zyra poured her newfound magic into the creation of a human-shaped vessel. She didn’t know what sort of world awaited her, but she had nothing left to lose. When Zyra opened her eyes, she was overwhelmed by the raw power ready at her fingertips. It wasn’t until she noticed the shriveled remains of the plant she once was that she realized how vulnerable she had become. If this body died, there would be no network of vines to retreat through, no roots to regrow her...but she felt truly alive. She beheld the world for the first time as animals did, and a dark smile crept across her lips. She was reborn, and there was so much now within her grasp.
"Closer to the flower, closer to the thorns."
Alias: Rise of the Thorns
Class: Mid, Support
Race: Plant consciousness in a human body
Age: Unknown, likely very old. Exact age of body also unknown, estimated to be about 30.
Occupation: Exploring the world, trying to survive and rebuild her plant kingdom. Possibly also planning to take over Valoran.
Residence: Kumungu Jungle
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Evil
Abilities:
Passive - Rise of the Thorns: Even upon death, Zyra returns to her plant form to fire one last shot, a Vengeful Thorn.
Q - Deadly Bloom: Thorns shoot from the ground, harming anyone caught in the area. If Deadly Bloom hits a seed, a Seed Spitter grows and fights with long-ranged attacks.
W - Rampant Growth: Zyra sets a seed in the ground to lie in wait for a chance to grow. Zyra's skills that hit the seed make it grow into one of two different plants.
E - Grasping Roots: Zyra sends vines in a straight line, rooting and harming anything it strikes. If Grasping Roots hits a seed, a Vine Lasher grows and fights with a close-range attack that hinders the struck enemy's movement.
R - Stranglethorns: A vast thicket of vines and thorns grows as Zyra summons the fury of nature, damaging and greatly hindering the movement of anyone caught in the thicket. If Stranglethorns hits a plant, that plant enters a furious rage and strikes much more quickly.
Biography:
Longing to take control of her fate, the ancient, dying plant Zyra transferred her consciousness into a human body for a second chance at life. Centuries ago, she and her kind dominated the Kumungu Jungle, using thorns and vines to consume any animal that set foot in their territory. As the years passed, the animal population steadily died off. Food became increasingly scarce, and Zyra could only stand by helplessly as the last of her kin withered away. She thought she would perish alone, until the appearance of an unwary sorceress presented her with an opportunity for salvation.
It was the first time in years Zyra had sensed a creature wander so close. Hunger drew her to the sorceress, but some other, deeper instinct compelled her. She enveloped the woman in thorns with ease, but as she savored this final meal, foreign memories invaded her thoughts. She saw great jungles of metal and stone where humans and animals thrived. Potent magic surged through her vines, and she devised an elegant but risky plan to survive. Using the woman’s memories, Zyra poured her newfound magic into the creation of a human-shaped vessel. She didn’t know what sort of world awaited her, but she had nothing left to lose. When Zyra opened her eyes, she was overwhelmed by the raw power ready at her fingertips. It wasn’t until she noticed the shriveled remains of the plant she once was that she realized how vulnerable she had become. If this body died, there would be no network of vines to retreat through, no roots to regrow her...but she felt truly alive. She beheld the world for the first time as animals did, and a dark smile crept across her lips. She was reborn, and there was so much now within her grasp.
"Closer to the flower, closer to the thorns."