Dionaea Sycamore

Deceased

Camellia Sycamore - Mother

Status: Alive

12 older siblings

Status: Alive

2 older brothers

Status: Deceased

## Appearance

Dionaea had hair the color of fresh harvest wheat that was quite long. Her skin tone was fair in color like that of a gentle tulip. Her eyes were the same color blue that you would see on a blue jay.

Dia loved to dress in elaborate outfits and preferred the natural tones of the flora and fauna that surrounded her in multiple shades of warmth. She thought fairy women should be able to wear whatever they want, however, they want- but did not want to disappoint her family and friends by breaking the traditional values they are built upon. If you don't have your feet exposed to the Earth you are missing out on an important part of life Dia believed, and often had her toes dug into the dirt. She's been experimenting with using dyes to paint her lips, finger nails, and other parts of her body as she grew into a young woman, despite her mother's glaring gaze.

## Personality

### Likes:

❀ Sweets

❀ Pranks

❀ Insects

❀ Talking

❀ Working With Her Hands

### Dislikes:

❀ Heavy Rain

❀ Bullies

❀ Loud Noises

❀ Laziness

❀ Orcs

### Fears:

❀ Losing her family members and friends

❀ Being left behind as everyone moves forward in life

❀ Making a mistake that could cost her life

### Personality:

Dionaea was young in age but even younger in spirit and heart. Her giggling could be heard at almost any time of the day and was the absolute reason she spent most of her learning years in trouble, that and her pranks and tricks. Despite her silliness she took her responsibilities very seriously and was always on time for work, and first in line to help someone when they were in need of a hand. However, if she felt like that person was not giving back their all she would have a problem. She did not take kindly to laziness nor people who betray her trust, and at times these behaviors could turn her quite cruel and down right erratic in her decisions.

At some levels of intelligence Dia was above and beyond. When it came to her passions she delved into everything she needed to know about the subject and became a master of the world, but with things she wasn't interested in, she could be seen as almost aloof or worst yet brain dead. Her eyes rolling in the back of her head at the tone of something she didn't want to hear or know. She did her best work when alone, as being in a group tends to get her distracted with conversation.

## Background

### History:

In the midst of the summer heat a large Venus Fly Trap grew by the roots of a Sycamore tree. It feasted on a few succulent insects before catching the attention of a few eyes “Come quickly, come quickly!” a young man called to was wife, “Our child was soon to be born, for it was known!” he called triumphantly. This would be the birth of the couple’s 15th child, but each we’re more precious than the last (or so Dia’s father told her). The Sycamore family gathered around Camellia with eager eyes as the child was born.

Alas Dionaea had sprouted.

News traveled quickly between families of the new addition to their community. Each founding family was respectfully named after a tree that grew in the forest they resided in. The lineage of the Sycamore wasn’t as expanse as some of the others, but what they lacked in numbers they made up for positives and knowledge of insects and how they helped Avalia.

Dia was not too fond of learning in the beginning. She was always restless and wanting to explore more of Avalia on her own. “Don’t touch that Dia” her mother would warn as Dia put her hands close to the fangs of a recluse spider. “He’s got something stuck in there ma!” she whined as the spider looked at her in awe with its several eyes. “He’s a trickster, like most arachnids. They will weave you into your web and eat you for supper before you blink an eye!” she exclaimed outrageously, gathering the last of the magical supplies she needed from the spider’s web. “Come along Dia, we don’t want to disturb him anymore.” Dia gave a friendly wave to the spider as she scurried along behind the tough woman.

Reaching adult hood was a much different story. Though she had more freedom, she also had more responsibilities and now had to take care of the younger children and teach them the things she once was taught. “Now.. I don’t know if you guys know this or not.” Dia started leaning in towards the smaller children, they returned the gesture wide eyed, “I wrangled myself an orc once.” Some gasps could be heard in the crowd and one child from the Oak family began sobbing.

This was your typical teaching lesson with Dia in charge.

When a letter came from another fairy kingdom speaking of these creatures "humans" Dia was both interested and angry. The fairies tended to keep to themselves, and not go out beyond the forest let alone found friendships in other races for many many years, so much of Avalia was a mystery to Dia and her people. She wondered why the humans had even bothered to come back; Was it a trap? Was it some sort of trick? The questions fluttered along between the fairies until it was time to make a decision to learn more, and Dia was first to sign up.

### Avalia 1

Dionaea joined her best friend Risa Millinia in trying to save Avalia. However, after losing her home and family, she grew ill and needed to return home. Her journey home was cut short by Helio Millinia who brutally murdered her and displayed her for all to see.

## Combat Information

### Physical Strengths:

❀ Very high endurance

❀ Sneaky and quiet in movements both walking and flight

❀ could put up a pretty good fist fight, but nothing serious

### Physical Weaknesses:

❀ No healing practices

❀ Petite in stature/not very intimidating

❀ Hasn't been properly trained in battle

## Additional Information

* Dio was best friends with Risa Millinia.
* Dionaea's family was arrested shortly after the humans arrived on Avalia by Xenelith Dreadclaw and two of her brothers were killed in the process.
* She was 20 years old when she died.