Alise Arkenfaul

Tyrrish Firethrower

### Family

Avina Arkenfaul, Rian Arkenfaul † , Tymos Arkenfaul, Faustius Arkenfaul, Gaelian Arkenfaul, Jennia Arkenfaul, Clarence Arkenfaul

### Love Interests

Grayson Agosti (past), Nuka Tivyntr (deceased)

## Appeared In

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> "Fastest first. I'm going up last - I'll be the barrier between them and you. I'll either roast them alive or I'll throw them off of the mountain before they ever reach one of you. I have your back. Literally."
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> **Alise Arkenfaul** to Third Wing during the First War Games

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## Biography

### Early Life

Alise has always been the adventurous, confident child that trailed a hesitant older sibling. A second-born of many, she spent her early life and childhood trailing behind her brother, Tymos. Living on the fringes of rural Tyrrendor proved little excitement, however. It was a lot of finding things to do, getting into fights to protect the younger siblings - easy targets for older bullies - and piecing together an education.

After the death of her father, the family's rock, hard times called for drastic measures and the family moved inward. As a result, and due to their age, Alise and Tymos became part-time providers to their family, juggling school and work to survive. Once his education was complete, however, Tymos took the out to move further into Navarre, leveraging his sole focus outside of family - learning - into a position as a scribe. The family heard from him less and less as he moved further and further inward, purchasing and copying texts until landing a job at the capitol. This left Alise as the provider, protector and caretaker as their mother wrestled with deep depressive episodes and executive dysfunction beyond the norm.

Her teen years revolved around keeping bullies from taking advantage of her siblings; participating in the occasional exhibit-style fighting match to gamble the limited funds she received from working, now full-time, in to something more substantial; and working at nearby farms to haul goods, hay and animals around while her peers attended the limited schools in the neighboring town. The joining of two families made this easier, as the Agostis became quick allies of the Arkenfauls - namely due to Alise's friendship with the eldest son, Grayson Agosti, and their siblings' equally fast and impactful connections. Though this was at its height while they lived in Tyrrendor, this lifestyle persisted after their move to Deaconshire when she was seventeen, approaching eighteen - however, it intensified, as her brother stopped sending them money from his scribe job and her siblings prioritized their education.

After sacrificing for her family for so many years, taking a risk on becoming a legend felt right. Something that would be uniquely hers. Throughout the process of joining the newly created Rider's Quadrant, there was never a doubt in Alise's mind that she would survive. After a lifetime of heartbreak, she has become solely focused on her future as a rider, leaving her family behind to follow her dream after an unfortunate conflict with her brothers that left her reeling and the death of her long-time lover.

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## Physical Description

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## Personality

> Two dark brown braids snake from her forehead down just past her shoulders, bound with thin strips of leather wound countless times. Strong jaw, full lips pressed together appraisingly, grassy green eyes narrowed in anticipation. A swath of freckles spread over a soft nose - the only thing soft about her.
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> Executive Officer **Alise Arkenfaul** at the Candidate Faux-Challenges

**Positive Traits:** Loyal | Serious | Thoughtful | Great Listener

**Neutral Traits:** Willful | Ambitious | Uncompromising | Strategic

**Negative Traits:** Stubborn | Impulsive | Not Funny | Harsh

## Power and Abilities

### **Powers**

#### **Lesser Magic**

* Every rider is capable of using Lesser magic once their dragon begins channeling through them after Threshing.

#### **Signet**

* Fire Generation & Control
	+ Create and control fire from one’s hands.

### **Abilities**

#### Hand to Hand Expert

* Given her distaste for sharp weaponry, and her past as a prizefighter, Alise is a practiced master at brawling and hand-to-hand combat.

### Strategic Mind

* She may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but Alise is great at logical and critical thinking.

## Relationships

### Duineachaidh (Duin)

"She was beyond overwhelmed by this. The bond was miraculous. A fantastical surreal second plane where another being knew her. All of her. A shared connection so precious that, up until this point, the pair had never shared anything but growing warmth and familiar affection, particularly in the weeks leading up to the Games. Alise had not loved many things. It was hard to, with the ever-present impermanence of a mortal life. Either you leave them, or they leave you. With the dragons — with Duin, that reality was suspended: the only possibilities were Arkenfaul’s untimely departure or mutual destruction. There was an intense comfort in knowing she would never live in a world without him."

The first thing that was ever *hers*. Brown being that would be there at the end of everything.

### Grayson Agosti

"So? She was a fool. How could he hinder or make her dreams and hopes harder to obtain when the only hopes she'd had were survival, prosperity for her siblings, a goal they had shared and only worked together to obtain? How could he hinder or make harder the aspirations which had only ever included him? There was no world, was no sky or stars or moon, where any future or reality ahead did not have Grayson Agosti in their scope. Alise's love for the man who brushed her tears away extended far past romantic - as long as he was alive, as was he was succeeding, she had achieved all of her desires. Long, long ago, the freckle-faced Tyrr had come to terms that she and Grayson were not written in the stars, not destined for forever, but the hope that wound around the darkness she faced daily was that, one day, she could again be anything to him.

And she had done that. Every day at Basgiath was another day to prove her worth, to sacrifice, to be a line in his story. Anything would be fine. Childhood companion? Fine. Executive Officer? More than she could've imagined. Best friend? The moon shined down on her existence every day that she could fulfill any role in his life. As long as he was alive. As long as he was safe. As long as Alise could keep proving, time and time again, that her loyalty in this life was absolute. She did not need his love, did not need his body, did not need his pretty words or his charming smile. Alise did not need Grayson to be *everything* because he was *already."*

The Agosti siblings were the thing that kept the Arkenfaul's afloat in dark times. Grayson was the helmsman of this endeavor.

Ally from Tyrrendor. Ally at Basigath. Wingleader. Confidant. Exceptional craftsman; even better person beneath the darkness.

### Connak Elavyre

Fire Squad. Sunshine on a cloudy day. Cuddle buddy. Beats ass just as effectively as Alise - the one she wants in her corner. Always.

### Kaizen Knight

Fire Squad. He gets her. They understand one another at a fundamental level, and always have fun in each other's company.

### Evandyr Antares

Former wingmate. Practiced for the War Games together. Knows one of Alise’s secrets. Exceptional artist. Likable, even when grumpy.

### Astryn Larrengail

Wingmate. Sweetie pie. Confidant. New friend, but a good one. Willing to get deep and stay there. A lovely lady to have as a buddy.