Known Abilities: As with all water sprites, Nixie is drawn to the magic of protection and healing more than destruction. If given a source of freshwater, she is able to heal any wound or sickness; the fresher the water, the more effective the magic. If the water has been processed it will do nothing.
She is able to gather the water from the environment around her and turn it to her bidding. From this water, she can form a shield around herself or others, or freeze the water into spikes to attack with. She can purify poisoned waters, and has enough power in her to purify a source the size of the Great Lakes.
Her magic is bound in the ichor in her wings, if they are broken she is powerless. If she is attacked, she can’t be killed, but she can be mortally wounded. If hit with a powerful enough attack, she can be reduced to water vapor, and without the help of her sisters, it would take her a hundred years to reform.
She has the telepathic ability of empathy, and knows the emotions of all around her. This can’t be turned off, so at times the water sprites will seek solitude in their forest in order to focus themselves inward.
Background: Nixie was brought to life by the gods to serve a purpose in aeternum. To the care of the water sprites was given Lityerses and the necklace that contains the power of the Golden Touch. They watched over their erstwhile brother and he watched them back until he found a way to break through and escape back to earth.
Water sprites like Nixie can be summoned by any human, and often strike bargains. They are also prepared to come if any of the gods call to restore the balance of Nature on earth.
Quote: I must make sure the human world is not threatened by us, sister. Forbidden or not, I must help.
Nixie would be very curious about these earthbound sprites! They’re so very different than her and her sisters. There’s men, for one thing. They have babies, instead of being born from their element (I can imagine the confusion when an aeternum water sprite runs into an earthbound water sprite like kadmianika greyfin).
Earthbound sprites also have a better grasp on the language found on earth, as Nixie still resorts to her descriptions when she can’t find the right words for what she’s talking about. She’s an empath like Rischa, and would love to take the little sprite under her wings to teach her new ways of using that empathy. Though aeternum sprites lean towards the more controlling aspects of their powers, unlike the earthbound sprites.
Bowman and Nixie would be wary of each other. He’s a male sprite, and she’s got dragonfly wings instead of the butterfly fins of a water sprite! It’s needlessly confusing. Why the Aeternum sprites need to call themselves sprites would probably baffle Bowman. They’re hardly like the sprites he knows at all!
He’d also be very miffed to find out how fast they are. He worked hard to get his top speed, and they can go much faster thanks to their magic. It’s not fair!
I’m not sure if I perfectly captured her in this, but I made Nixie in a pixie creator for fun and I thought I would share it with you. Hope you like it! :3
Oh the fate of a sprite who can be summoned. Nixie rues this word some days.
The summons was clear, and Nixie paused in her morning ablutions to cock her head to the side.
Aretha glanced over at her sister, her wings glistening in the morning air. “You will answer?” she asked, her tone as patronizing as it ever was. She gave her wings a flick to get the precipitation from the morning rain in the rainforest off, ready for flight.
Nixie ignored the tone of voice, as she always did. Alone of her sisters, she would never miss a summons. “It is who we are,” she reminded Aretha gently. “We must stop ignoring the calls.”
Before Aretha could respond, Nixie twisted the air and water around herself, vanishing and following the summons as only a sprite of aeternum could. It was the only time they could travel to the human world without using the portal itself to travel, and it brought her right to her destination.
The human world was always a shock, more because of how it changed each time she was summoned than anything. The size she was prepared for; no sprite stood over four inches in height, the fire sprites were the closest to that. Nixie’s wings vibrated once, and she alighted on the edge of the book used for the summons, the glow of the summoning magic fading away from her.
Brown eyes full of tears stared back at her, wide at the sight of the small sprite the summons had brought forth. Nixie waited patiently as the young girl, no more than twenty in her estimation, recovered from the realization that the summoning had worked.
“I am Nixie,” she introduced herself, as she always did. “Why have you summoned me?”
Hundreds of summonings in the past left her prepared for anything that might happen. Many times, she was brought forth to heal the dying or restore the poisoned waters of war. It was her reason for creation, along with guarding the flower of gold.
The girl’s face was framed by dark hair, and it bobbed as she shook her head in surprise. “B-but you… you’re real? Really real?”
Nixie did not deign to answer, merely watching the area around her with a curious eye and taking in the objects used to summon her. The circle could use some work, but the symbol in the center was well-drawn.
“Okay,” the girl pulled herself together and straightened. “I want you to make me the prettiest girl in school. That way they stop making fun of me! I’m not a geek!”
Nixie sighed at that. “Child, do you not know who you have summoned?” she asked gently. “I am a sprite. Wishes I do not grant. What you want is beyond my power.”
“B-but…”
“You should ignore what others say,” Nixie said firmly, thinking of Aretha and her constant dislike of what Nixie persisted in doing. “All that matters is who we are to ourselves. Letting their words bother you gives them power over you.”
She let her wings vibrate again, and lifted off from the book, whipping the pages and the girl’s hair into a mess. The girl opened her mouth. “No, wait!”
With a twinkling, Nixie severed the summoning and vanished back into aethernum.
“Immortality is not as perfect as it may sound, sister.”
The matriarch, the younger of the two between them, sighed deeply. “She was young and misguided. Perhaps, in another life, these mistakes will be avoided.”
Nixie dipped her head, returning her attention to the ceremony. “Yes.”
As the chanting song reached a crescendo of power, Nixie stepped forth. A tear slipped forth from her eye as she remembered young Ilyana, born of Ilia before her just two years past. How had one so young fallen so far, so fast?
“In another life.”
As the ritual ended, Nixie tossed the flower into the volcano. It hit the magma with a hiss.
A spark of power burst forth as it was consumed in flame.
Brothers Apart 