Journal Entry: Cylea Nytrim
Gender/Pronouns: Identified as her female assignment at birth and as such. Â Prefers she/hers/her.
Species: Cheumon; a species of mongoose-folk native to Yirridia.  Someone From Yirridia is called a “Yirridian”.
Age: Young adult; equivalent to ~24 years of age for humans.
Powerset: Can manipulate stone, crystals and gems, though she specializes in their use for scrying and other divination magics. She dabbles in its more general practice as well, with some experience in forging the equipment necessary for such. She also has basic training with a crossbow. Most over skills are as a scholar and an experimenter, so combat skills are lacking, especially without the aid of precognitive magics.
Appearence: Stands about three-and-a-half feet tall and most closely resembling the Egyptian Mongoose. Her left eye is a sky blue while her right is nothing more then a charred ball of gunk from failed experiment unrelated to her spark ignition. She’s is actually quite beautiful from the perspective of other cheumon, aside from her bum eye, and has is no stranger to using charm as an acquisition tool. She generally wears light clothing that matches her fur color.
Orientation: I’ve only ever noted her charisma used in manipulation; aside from that, she seems married to her work to the extent that she won’t answer any questions regarding the subject. As I am not one to invade her privacy be peering any deeper than my passive level of telepathy, I do not currently know.
General Personality: Takes most things in stride and just wants to learn. Very inquisitive, occasionally to the point of being pushy. Aforementioned use charm for information gathering and manipulation on stubborn individuals.
Triggers And Other Words of Warning: Fears snakes, specifically cobras or anything else that resembles the snake-folk of her homeplane. Doesn’t like people being coy or toying with her despite (or because of) her willingness to toy and be coy with others.
Yirridia can best be described as “post-apocalyptic”; on top of the desert naturally taking up the majority of the continent she lives on, ten generations of constant warfare do to vehicle-fuel shortages have been causing it to expand closer and closer to the coasts with every passing year. Cylea herself is part of a survivalist group spearheaded by her former mentor Nahiri.
Cylea had become quite the prodigal lithomancy apprentice by the time one of her lab accidents nearly killed her and ignited her spark. When she made it back to the Yirridian Desert on her home plane, her master was gone. Since then she's been traveling around the 'verse in search of her mentor and teacher.
Cylea, the independent spirit she is, has been traveling in search Nahiri ever since her first planeswalk brought her to Kamigawa shortly after Szetsh. She has “takin’ a shinin’ t’” (in her words) him and myself and frequently visits for story-swapping.
