Name/Aliases: Nalesh Drenor; calls herself Noadich after her brother Sex: Female; disguised as a male Race: Human Age: 20 Appearance: [hider="Appearance"] *remove the pizza [img]http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/be4abaf8e312657ba9ea970567143e4f/http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj95/ItaNaoForeva/haven2.jpg[/img][/hider] Personality: Nalesh tends to act extremely boyish and tough; similar to her deceased twin brother. This tendency to mimic the past often leads to a fake personality which Nalesh doesn't even like. However, in times when she's alone, Nalesh acts like her true self: timid, soft, shy, and hopeless. Pretty much, Nalesh has built a solid wall in front of her true self which disallows people to know her real identity for fear that what happened to her brother would happen to her as well. History: In a family of talented artificers, the worth of a person is measured by the quality of a weapon or armor he/she first creates at a certain age. So far in the Drenor bloodline, not one was able to produce a quality above a simple dagger. For this, the Drenor household was constantly scorned and belittled as a waste of artificer blood. However, after a decade, some twins were born to the desolated household. These twins were named as Noadich and Nalesh, boy and girl respectively. The two were extremely talented artificers as when they reached 13, they created a sword and armor which surpassed even the most talented child at their age. There was a significant difference between the quality of Noadich and Nalesh but the nonetheless, their works were masterpieces. Due to this, other families began to feel the green beast within. The fame of Noadich and Nalesh soared so high that they were pitted against the most talented household in a contest of quality. As was expected, the Drenors won by a landslide. The twins were happy, and it could have ended there on a happy note. However, life was not so simple. In the dead of night, Nalesh awoken to an urgent need to relieve herself; leaving her twin alone in the room, and when she went back, she saw the grisly remains of her brother. The corpse was mangled, intestines were splattered everywhere, and Noadich's eyes were just empty sockets. Blood painted the room in a gory canvas. Nalesh lost her will as she fell to her knees, when suddenly, two men attacked her. However, the enraged artificer dodged their grip and went to her table with the materials. With an angry shout, a bloodred sword; as red as the bloodied room, was forged in her hand. Nalesh rushed at her foes as in a minute, Nalesh's sword was painting not only the room but the halls with crimson liquid. Heads rolled, and intestines sprawled on the floor. The numb steps of Nalesh were met with her parents who cried out in sorrow at the sight. The Drenors mourned that night, and for nights to come. Nalesh now knew that soon she would be the target, so she left her hometown. She transferred to another location as she changed her name to Noadich after her brother, only this time, taking the name Minois as her surname. In that location, she worked as blacksmith and an artificer, but whenever she looked at her hands, she didn't see gifts, but a corrupted magic which brought much blood to her name that night. She now crafts basic weapons, enough for peasants, in fear of what would happen if she did her gifts again. Her foes didn't seal her hand, Nalesh did, and she alone can unseal it. Optional Information Equipment: Nalesh keeps a bag of discarded metal in a small pouch which she uses for her magic. Marital Status: Single Magic: Able to use. Nalesh's magic is similar to an Artificer. She can create weapons and armors out of various materials. Of course, the weapon depends on the materials used or gathered. This means that if she is only provided with wood, the weapons she can create would be laughable. Nalesh, as of now, cannot create more than 5 weapons/armors in a short span of time, and as such, she must rest between productions. Skills: -Swordsmanship -Smithing(She can forge and reforge weapons with classic tools) -Cooking -Sewing