23 year old Demi-human catgirl that has chosen to be a warrior for her adventuring path. After the tragic loss of her father and mother at a very young age of 7, Tyr and Rae who were adventurers themselves, Mira had decided not to be a helpless girl and fought for what she believes in. She had picked up her father’s sword Raegus and went headfirst into adventuring, taking on any quests she could handle; Most times nearly taking her life time and time again. And yet she marches on, ready for whatever challenge she may face in her path. She is a firm A rank adventurer, loved by many yet none could get close beneath her strategic defenses that kept her lonely.

Guild ranks ranged from:

F. Complete beginner; can barely swing a sword without stumbling

D. Slight nuance in their form and technique; can reliably defend against small monsters

C. Militia; those who can defend a small village with effort against bigger foes like ogres

B. Warriors; highly regarded as a great adventurer; chosen to defend towns with ease and can slay a dragon with significant effort and numbers

A. Esteemed fighters; the ones who the public praises and adores, can defeat most monsters with ease

S. Legends; a rank quite rare that a celebration is to be caked wherever there is one deemed worthy of it, think of heroes and great influential figures

And finally X. A rank so rare it’s deemed a myth. Every adventure’s dream; almost godlike in strength and wits

Mira was the same as anyone, wanting to be an X rank and to show the world what she’s capable of. Even as she grew older, more mature, she still kept her happy and joyful demeanor despite her early sorrows. Has sea foam green eyes, is 5’6 at 140lbs, and wields her father’s sword Raegus. A sword made of adamantine steel for the base and having a ruby red handle of silver. Her family’s heirloom is sitting right in the center of the guard. Her armor was made from dragon scales and finely crafted leather, dying them with her favorite colors to truly make them hers. Mira has long pink hair down to her back and often plays with it when she’s nervous. Often keeping a smile and cheerful demeanor, she is rarely ever seen alone. Times when she is, she’s often thinking about her past; if her parents would be proud of her and her accouterments.