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‎‧₊˚✧ Personality ✧˚₊‧

• ✧.* Devoted but Strained
  
  
  
  • ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Nova is deeply loyal to the goddess Aleathen, but her faith is mixed with fear and uncertainty. She reveres the light, but feels the burden of expectation pressing hard on her soul.
• ✧.* Warm and Protective
  
  
  
  • ࣪ ִֶָ☾. She treats others with gentleness, often taking on a big-sister role. Even in warzones, Nova speaks with compassion—though it sometimes leads her to hesitate when decisive action is needed.
• ✧.* Guilt-Ridden Survivor
  
  
  
  • ࣪ ִֶָ☾. The memory of her brother’s sacrifice never leaves her. She carries survivor’s guilt like a brand and pushes herself beyond her limits to protect others, refusing to let anyone else die “because of her.”

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‎‧₊˚✧ History ✧˚₊‧
Nova was born in Cyrene, a quiet temple-village nestled in a sun-blessed valley. The village was sacred to Aleathen and it was said that her blessing flowed through the springs and skies. But the Grim came regardless, ravenous, laughing, tearing through wards that were supposed to protect the innocent.

Nova was just a girl when the attack came. She remembers blood in the water, ash on the altar, and her brother’s arms shoving her into the sacred pool. That divine light consumed her, but did not kill her. She emerged days later, body glowing, eyes bright with something inhuman. Everyone else was gone.

Since then, Nova has become Aleathen’s chosen. She fights with a grace not entirely her own, wielding light like a blade. Every battle is penance. Every life saved is a prayer. She is the last daughter of Cyrene and she will not let the light die again.

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‧₊˚✧ Spells and Abilities‎ ✧˚₊‧

• ࣪˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Radiant Ascendance
  
  
  
  • When she’s severely wounded or emotionally overwhelmed, Nova bursts into a form wreathed in wings of golden flame. Her power surges, but she risks burning herself out. She’s stronger, faster, and terrifying to look at, yet it leaves her vulnerable and weakened once it fades.
• ࣪˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Starlit Vow
  
  
  
  • Nova inscribes a glowing sigil in the air, granting allies resistance to shadow corruption and strengthening their resolve. It boosts morale and stamina, but its effects fade quickly when she moves too far away.
• ࣪˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Lance of Cyrene
  
  
  
  • A weapon of pure light she conjures and hurls like a spear. The longer she holds it before release, the more potent the impact, but if she holds it too long, the energy can destabilize and explode in her hand.
• ࣪˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Purity Nova
  
  
  
  • A concentrated explosion of divine light that erupts from her body in all directions. It sears Grim flesh and burns corruption away, but leaves her briefly exhausted and open to counterattacks.
• ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Dawnstep
  
  
  
  • Allows her to dash through beams of sunlight or any source of illumination, leaving behind a burning echo. However, it cannot function in complete darkness or Grim-drenched terrain.

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‎‧₊˚✧ Weapons or Tools ✧˚₊‧

• ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Lightforged Pendant
  
  
  
  • ࣪ ִֶָ☾. A sunstone charm given to her by the last priest of Cyrene. It holds a fragment of Aleathen’s blessing and glows when danger is near. It also focuses her divine spells.
• ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Blessed War Skirt and Armor
  
  
  
  • Lightweight ceremonial armor remade for battle. Resistant to heat and corrosion, though vulnerable to piercing attacks.
• ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Wrist Mirror of Reflection
  
  
  
  • A magical bracer that can briefly reflect dark energy or illusions. It requires precise timing and is limited to one use every few minutes.
• ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Traveler’s Satchel
  
  
  
  • Carries medicinal herbs, spare cloth, and a relic shard from Cyrene’s altar. She keeps it close—more for comfort than practicality.

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‎‧₊˚✧ Miscellaneous Information ✧˚₊‧
࣪ ִֶָ☾. Nova’s favorite flower is the dusk lily—a species that only blooms where sunlight touches moonlight.
࣪ ִֶָ☾. She sometimes hums the lullaby her brother used to sing. It’s become a ritual she does before battle.
࣪ ִֶָ☾. She fears the dark—not just the literal absence of light, but the growing silence she feels in the divine connection with Aleathen.
࣪ ִֶָ☾. There are rumors she glows faintly when she sleeps.

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Personality:

• Disconnected
  
  • Himeri lacks any functional understanding of the concepts of camaraderie, rivalry, love, hate, or any form of social dynamics. She has no perception of ‘allies’ or ‘enemies’ outside the immediate instinct of whether or not to kill something if convenient.
• Focused
  
  • She is a woman of focus, committment, and sheer fucking will. She is unflinching. She is as a freight train, direct and unstoppable when she has sight of any goal or objective.
• Perfectionist
  
  • Mistakes are weakness. Weakness is failure. Failure is betrayal. Betrayal means death. She holds herself to a standard of little more than immaculate performance both for herself and for those working beneath her. Any less means blood.

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History: Himeri is a veritable princess of industry - her progenitors being leading figures in the weapons and logistics industries of Brule. She was the youngest child of the burgeoning Eboshi dynasty, but her parents were not loving ones. They expected perfection in all things. Mastery of the arts. Mastery of the sciences. Mastery of the blade. As Himeri and her siblings grew, the deaths began. Her eldest brother taken by plague. Her older sister, by her own hand. Her other brothers by war and by sickness. Word fell that the Eboshi family was cursed - a holy punishment for their hubris.

When only Himeri stood alone, last heiress of their blood, she had already been molded. Any vestigate of humanity she had were buried beneath years of abuse, neglect, and brutal tutelage and punishment to match. Failure in any capacity was unthinkable - yet when the Abyssal Wave first began to nip at the shores of the continent, she watched as the soldiers armed by her father's weapons fell in numbers uncountable as their supply lines began to fall apart and humanity's world shrunk to naught but a few bulwark cities.

The Eboshi dynasty had failed to contain it - and the failure of the ones who'd expected perfection from her sickened the young woman.

She marched to face the darkness herself, but it embraced her. It was the victor, the stronger force. Its heralds promised her strength and mastery far beyond any she would find in the dwindling human populations. It promised her the perfection that had become her sole purpose. Now, her visage twisted by darkness, Himeri hoists its banner under the only moniker that suits her. Whispers late at night speak of a ghost haunting the ruined wastes of the continent, its blade shimmering in the moonlight, and the horrid golden eyes that foretold murder.

They call her Lady Victory.

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Spells and Abilities:

• Flawless Swordplay
  
  • Himeri's swordsmanship is nearly unmatched. She is blisteringly fast and precise both with a single blade and pairs of swords, and whispers tell she can cut cleanly enough to sever the wings from a butterfly in flight. However, Himeri is deeply impatient, and lacks stamina. Intending to end fights as quickly and violently as possible, when faced by multiple opponents or in a battle lasting just a little too long, mistakes will be made.
• Eyes of Gold
  
  • Her gaze inspires a primordial fear in anybody who peers into them. Though a seasoned warrior or adventurer can overcome it with just a little willpower, the majority of people will buckle under the weight of her predatory glare. A fine interrogation tool.
• Abyssal Sense
  
  • Her horns pick up minute sounds and vibrations, allowing her to sense motion and sound from significantly further than most normal humans. Approaching her stealthily isn't impossible, but it is highly improbable.

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Weapons or tools:

• Damascus Steel Wakizashi
  
  • Short, mobile, thin swords that suit her preference for precision and speed. She owns two, but will generally carry only one of them the majority of the time - only choosing to carry both when time comes for war.
• Night Creatures
  
  • Himeri has been trusted a measure of authority in commanding small detachments of Algrimar's forces. In full on battlefield settings, she will generally be accompanied by a small, mobile unit of reanimated soldiers or twisted beasts.

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Miscellaneous Information:

• Loyalty?
  
  • Himeri obeys the orders of the Scourge, but she doesn't seem to endorse, protest, or argue at all. She simply... Does. She seems more concerned with, if anything, her own improvement above all - with little interest in the Scourge's goals or the fate of the world.
• Musical Acumen
  
  • She seems to have a fondness for the piano - often stopping what she's doing to play short tunes she'd learned in her youth - or those taught to her by her late siblings.