|Sexual Orientation:||Pan||Romantic Orientation:||Demi|
|Face Claim:||Katie McGrath||Writer:||Violet|
Cyra rarely smiles or laughs, and when she does...you should probably be terrified. She is graceful and elegant, but there is something about her that just seems cold. There is no warmth to her brilliant blue eyes, only the icy stare of a possible End. Unlike many of the other Gods, Cyra cannot be bought with trinkets or won over with fancy words. She knows who and what she is and complimenting her beauty will get you no where. Actions, however, actions are the way to her heart. Her favored humans are not the prettiest, or the strongest, but they are often the smartest. She cannot suffer fools and has been known to leave a gathering due to boredom without even saying goodbye.
While she delights in the Macabre, and some perceive her as evil, she does not consider herself to be bad. She is merely the fore-teller of the End, whatever that end may be, but she does not cause the end. As logic tends to rule her actions, rather than emotion, she tends to be very organized and many of the gods turn to her when planning large events. she was instrumental in much of the planning for Celestus Eternium.
She is not one to forget a slight, of any kind. Respect must be earned as much as it is given. Many creatures have found themselves on the wrong end of a divine curse because they disrespected her or chose to insult her. Whether in two days, two years, or two decades, she will have her pound of flesh. She sees mortals as beneath her, though a few have managed to impress her.
Her human form is that of a statuesque young woman, reaching a height of 6'2". Her long hair is as black as night, with over tones of blue and purple in the right light. Her skin is as pale as the moon and she often wears deep blues, purples and greens with accents of silver. She keeps her nails long and sharp, almost always painted black or deep blue with small silver stars. Her preferred Animal is the bat as they are the most active during the twilight hours. She does not choose the 'cute' bats, but instead the bats that are often the things of nightmares. Her Dragon has extremely bat like features, a terrifying mix of fur and scales with terrible talons and large ears. she will often take on these aspects when angered.
The Banshee is her Mythical creation, with pure white hair, silver red rimmed glowing eyes, and an ethereal aura that allows her to float instead of walk. The Banshee's scream is deafening and will foretell an End is coming. This scream can be used as a defense, and many a human's mind has been turned to mush by angering her. The tips of her fingers are stained red and end in claws long enough to eviscerate anything that catches her ire.
Twilight's True form is one of darkness and light, she has no true substance, more like a shadow given a corporeal state. Deep purples and blues constantly shifting, with darts of silver on occasion. If one were to touch her true form, they would feel a coldness as sharp as ice that would chill right down to the bone, but little else.
From the moment the sun touches the horizon, till the last drop of sunlight fades from the sky, is Cyra's domain. She is the bridge between Day and Night, and this is when she is at her most powerful. The Twilight Hour is only the tangible part of her domain, as she heralds the end of Day, so too does she herald the end of other things, most notably the end of a life. While she can fore-tell the end of a great many things: kingdoms, relationships, careers, etc. She is does not cause these various ends. It is possible, if an end is foretold early enough, that it may be thwarted but sometimes this can have other dire circumstances. She perceives her fore-tellings as gifts, divine knowledge not to be under estimated or taken for granted. Of course, not many see it the same way and instead fear her. Many a fortune teller prays to Cyra, that she might bless them with the gift of foresight. Her favored artifact is a deck of Tarot Cards that she hand crafted herself, depicting the Gods on the various cards. Cyra is depicted as the High Priestess of course.
Her Twilight dimension travels with her, parallel to our own. She can step out of this world and into her dimension at a whim. If one were to join her, they would find themselves in a seemingly unending forest, caught forever as the fading light of the sun brings the darkness and shadows creeping in. There are a few mortals she has cursed to walk this terrifying wood till the end of time, unable to escape and unable to die, and a few more that were given to her for punishment.