T-040: Eira
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Name: Eira
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Exploration: B - G - R - W
Tracker: Eira's Tracker
Partner Pokemon: Blizzard (Dewgong / Sealio)
History:
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Height: 5'7
Nera-
- Infused:
- Perm fuse: Shiny Alolan Ninetales - Link
- Additional: (Clouded Nera)
Rank: Untrained
Residence: WintervaleExploration: B - G - R - W
Tracker: Eira's Tracker
Partner Pokemon: Blizzard (Dewgong / Sealio)
History:
Despite coming into the world without a voice, Eira was born a healthy child. Her family was a more wealthy middle-class family, who were respectable traditional hunters in her hometown. They mostly went after pokemon that would cause trouble in the nearby area, making sure to make use of all resources gathered from their trips. Her learning to hunt began at a young age for her, and she was called a natural at it. Maybe it was because she was from a long-line of hunters, or maybe it was because being mute made it hard to talk on trips. Despite being trained into the family business at a young age, she still was as normal as a kid as she could be. She was already an introvert and enjoyed time to herself, so not having many friends was fine to her. She didn't mind them and they didn't mind her.
Years had passed and Eira had taken over the family business, and she was a head solo hunter. Her hunts were allowed to grow to not just wild pokemon threats, but bounties. She would venture as far as she could from home to explore in her free time, looking for treasures to take home, sell or donate. It was a simple yet dangerous life and it was exactly what Eira had pictured. When the Incident occurred and the landslide overtook her original home, she was not originally home...but her family was. She spent hours, tears streaming down her face as she screamed in her head trying to dig them out, but was unsuccessful. If that wasn't enough, there soon was a followup threat of certain pokemon that cost her her eye and completely damaged her technological display's core. With no family or friends to contact, and no longer caring for the world, Eira shut down, focusing on her family business and living the life of a recluse.
Though her machine is still down in present day, Eira makes use of what she can with what she can. Her adventures had lead her to some incredible finds, but no amount of work or treasure could make her feel anything. She basically became a shell of her former self, only entering town to hear the rumors of threats to the citizens and treasures, or to restock her supplies for her home outside of the main town. She has hear rumors of her being a ghost story among children, however, as she makes her presence scarce.
Years had passed and Eira had taken over the family business, and she was a head solo hunter. Her hunts were allowed to grow to not just wild pokemon threats, but bounties. She would venture as far as she could from home to explore in her free time, looking for treasures to take home, sell or donate. It was a simple yet dangerous life and it was exactly what Eira had pictured. When the Incident occurred and the landslide overtook her original home, she was not originally home...but her family was. She spent hours, tears streaming down her face as she screamed in her head trying to dig them out, but was unsuccessful. If that wasn't enough, there soon was a followup threat of certain pokemon that cost her her eye and completely damaged her technological display's core. With no family or friends to contact, and no longer caring for the world, Eira shut down, focusing on her family business and living the life of a recluse.
Though her machine is still down in present day, Eira makes use of what she can with what she can. Her adventures had lead her to some incredible finds, but no amount of work or treasure could make her feel anything. She basically became a shell of her former self, only entering town to hear the rumors of threats to the citizens and treasures, or to restock her supplies for her home outside of the main town. She has hear rumors of her being a ghost story among children, however, as she makes her presence scarce.