[@A Lowly Wretch]

Heyo, well here she is. I give you Egyptian Nordic Cat people. I'm still interested in possibly having her be made/created after the fear spire in which case think of this as things she'll work towards, haha. I do have an idea for that if it'd work the way I think it would, but I'm not sure. Mostly just posting this so I can get it outta the way.

If not, then I'll just toss her in the desert somewhere.

Now off to make an Iva post after some food.

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[b]Name:[/b]
Nasara, Maiden of Battle, Lioness of the Sands

[b]Domain:[/b]
Combat

To put simply, its assumed Nasara was born the moment a human desired victory. Desired prowess to fight. For combat. To rebel against the powers that be. To make oneself strong to protect what one desires, or to lash out against another that they thought had wronged them. She is the embodiment of personal combat in all its forms. Swordsmanship, polearms, martial arts, if it exists she knows it. If it doesn't exist - that just means she has yet to pass on said teachings to a human.

[b]Appearance:[/b]
Nasara is a surprisingly human figure, or perhaps it's unsurprising considering her domain is an incredibly physical one, and she is far more in tune with the physical world and humans than others of her kind. Aside from her feline traits, she's not very special physically speaking. She stands at an even six feet at rest, with dark colored skin, fierce red eyes and a tough, nimble and muscular body she is naturally physically strong without even trying.

Of course, this humanoid appearance is simply because she purposefully uses it in attempts to fit in better with mortals which she loves dearly. She can easily return to her more natural appearance at will, but usually only does so if angered or sufficiently excited by a fight or battle. Can shape shift into a number of smaller, cat forms at will.

[b]Realm:[/b]
[hider=Fadar Sarakuna, Palace of Heroes]

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A vast desert, an Oasis and a shining bright palace where the honored dead of her people go to live eternally. Eat, feast, and drink all night and engage in other festivities whilst engaging in eternal combat all day. There is only one entrance of note, a large portal in the mountains on the edge of the desert guarded by the Guardian Sphinxes and the Mutuwa Jarumi - The Immortal Legion.

The Immortal Legion is aptly named for what it is. A collection of warriors and soldiers that live in the Palace, all given immortality of sorts. They are Nasara's personal guards, champions, and usually those she fights alongside the most. Their immortality isn't physical immortality, rather soul immortality. When a member of the legion dies, their body is destroyed and their soul returns to Fadar Sarakuna, where it is eventually remade and reborn unless the person decides they'd rather be free from service. Many eventually grow more tired than you'd expect - leaving the legions number usually no more than 100 strong. Even so, these warriors are impossibly skilled. Resilient, stamina, strength, and tactics above that of normal humans and often times carry a number of blessings from her themselves. They can however, be killed should someone interrupt this process. Perhaps a god, or some specialized creature that devours souls. She can summon members of the legion at will, but depending on the number it could put a great strain on her.

The landscape of the realm emulates a number of different landscapes found throughout the world. From desert, to a swamp, to mountains and frozen lands. This is an effort to ensure her warriors are always ready to be prepared to fight in any terrain, regardless of the weather and conditions.

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[b]Biography:[/b] 
Nasara's attitude towards humans can be described as both arrogant and loving. As a god, she inherently thinks herself better than them. They are weak mortals to be protected and helped, taught, made sure that they don't go astray and fight for the betterment of everyone. Yet, even so, she still treats them as one would a family. A brother, sister, or even lover. Nasara absolutely adores mortals. She finds them fascinating, if only because she can never fully understand them.

When it comes to her general demeanor, one would immediately notice is that she's hardly ever seen wearing a frown. The jovial, friendly, Goddess hardly is ever down, sad, or upset over something. She takes everything in stride, and can easily be found laughing over most things. Even inconveniences or things that one might find bad. At all times, she keeps moving forwards, and never looks back to see where she has been. Amicable and friendly to even her foes, she only wants one thing, a good fight, and is only ever disappointed people behave less than they should. Hardly ever lashing out in anger or malice, and when she does, even then it's usually only in righteous fury.

The first into the fray, and the last out, Nasara welcomes conflict of any sort - though she doesn't seek it unless its a friendly sparring match.

As a young god, Nasara was created only after the mortals began fighting something, a desire to win and excel in fighting whether it be man, beast, or abomination. She has very few creations to her name and only a handful of people so far really openly worship her. These people, consist of a collection of humans and the [url=https://i-h2.pinimg.com/564x/53/91/30/539130a96433ff15d7aedc8977f76b48.jpg]Rissik[/url], a race of humanoid felines.

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[b]Misc:[/b]

[hider=Divine Powers]
[b]Ƙarfin matattu[/b] - Strength of the Fallen.
Nasara can grant warriors a boon of something with her divine powers. She doesn't do this often, as such a thing would be far too demanding, but those who do can often be assured a place in the Immortals. The boon can be anything from a physical strength, preternatural affinity for a weapon, or even a weapon itself created from her divine abilities. This obviously causes a bit of a drain on her divine abilities. However, this is both a curse, and a blessing for herself. As those warriors who are marked by a blessing of hers fall, the divine power stored in them returns to her, thus returning stamina and strength to her the more of her own followers are felled in battle.

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Put that on my Tabula

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