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Name: Aura Cayer

Species: Olia

Age: 40

Physical Sex: Female

Affinity: Air

Affinity Level: Master

History:

Aura is old enough to remember life before the Solution. She remembers the dictator in power, and working in the fields along side her father in order to help their family to get by. When she was 20, the Solution hit, and the world as they knew it went to shit. The dictator didn't survive the change that many seemed to undergo, and Benzai, along with the rest of Cuba was thrown into panicked chaos. Their dictator was dead, what were they going to do now? At the time, Aura saw the need to create order amid all the craziness, and swiftly took up arms to help calm and protect the citizens from the more...violent outbursts.

Once there was a modicum of peace among the large cities, the more influential enforcers from across Cuba, including herself, met up to discuss their country's future. Obviously the old setup wouldn't do, so cautiously, a more laissez-faire type of government was set into motion, and Cuba flourished.

From Aura's place in Benzai, things weren't so good. With it's lack of exports to the outside world, the trading town turned in on itself, and Aura, among the rest of the new police force, was left trying to defend the city from itself. For nearly ten years, Aura defended the streets of her hometown, protecting those who needed it, and jailing those whom she defended them from.

Eventually, Aura took herself off of street duty, and look up post in Benzai's prison, keeping it's inmates in check, breaking up riots, and supervising in the work forces as they worked off their time.

Around her thirty-fourth birthday, the Olia had an epiphany: She didn't have to do this job. Sure, in the beginning, all willing hands were needed, but since then the defender's ranks had bulked, and her police and guard work wasn't a necessity anymore. That's why she had first started, right? Because no one else was.

It wasn't until a few years later, that she finally managed to get away; she'd managed to get her hands on one of the boats built after the Solution after pulling some strings, and shortly after, gathered a crew of people. Together, they decided to brave the beast-infested waters, and make for the mainland and their American neighbours.

The trip...was less than spectacular. Florida was mostly sunk in the water, and the waters there housed even more dangerous beasts for them to outrun and fight 'till they reached the shore. Eventually, they happened upon a seaside town, and limped into dock. The ship was barely floating, roughly half the crew perished on the trip over, but they made it.

It was hard at first, none of the crew spoke more than a few words of English, but through a lot of miming, gesturing, and repeating, they managed to locate some people who spoke Spanish, and together, they got her ship out of the water for repairs, and medical attention for the remaining crew. The first year or so in America was spent recovering more than anything, Aura, unfortunately, had been wounded on their trip over, leaving her with a limp and a touchy leg, her crew fared roughly the same, if not worse. So they healed, and slowly learned the language as they put themselves, and their ship back together.

Once they were up and running again, a few of the townspeople had requested that Aura and her [now bolstered] crew to deliver some things to a few of the other coastal towns, some also requested certain things be picked up as well. Soon those towns wanted things delivered as well, and so things went from there and Aura's reputation grew.

Nowadays, Aura and crew travel all along the coast, delivering cargo, ferrying people, and going where the wind takes them.