Biological age is 17, Veterian age is 100
Able to produce an extremely hot, black fire, capable of melting metal and rumored to burn the very essence that is life. Now immortal, she has acquired some proficiency in telepathy, telekinesis, healing and a variety of other less developed powers.
Unable to control emotions to the point of insanity
The Queen, otherwise known as Leslie, was born on Earth in 1933. She left Earth for Veteris in 1950. She was a troubled child, accused of setting multiple fires, born to a wealthy family that covered up her crimes. A beautiful, charming girl, she was very popular and too ambitious for a time when women were not expect to do anything more than be a housewife. Fleeing to Veteris was her escape from a mediocre life on Earth.
It went on forever. The Thanalian just wouldn’t die, his immortal blood lending him strength even as it spilled onto the stone floor. “Enough,” she commanded. “Is he finally dead, or do I have to do it myself?”
“Yes, Your Highness. He is dead,” the guard panted. “Do you want to check for yourself?”
She narrowed her eyes at the guard. How dare he talk to her in that tone? She raised her hands, and fire engulfed the guard. She burned him to ash where he stood before he could utter a single scream. She turned to the other guard, who was trembling pitifully. “You. Clean up this mess and feed him to the Phrathiters. My pets are always hungry.” The guard wet himself, and she turned her back on him, wrinkling her nose. She had half a mind to burn him too, but she needed someone to clean up the mess.