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IracebethNabarra Van Noorstrant ⋆ 748 ⋆ Woman ⋆ Dark Elf
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Appearance
Height:5'11", 180 cm
Weight:90kgs, 154 lbs
Hair:White and conveniently tied back
Eyes:If eyes are the windows to the soul, her eyes are ruby mirrors.
Skin Tone:Warm Grey
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Psychology
Likes:⋆ Community
⋆ Politics
⋆ Theory/critical thought
⋆ A good bit of sparring
Dislikes:⋆ Authority
⋆ Indifference
⋆ Injustices
⋆ Violence
⋆ Power, its corruptions, and its eventual abuse
Fears:⋆ The idea that she could be content with a status quo
⋆ Treating others poorly again
⋆ Death without achievement
⋆ The Dark Elf state and its goals
⋆ Others' fear of her
Sexuality:Lesbian
Personality:
Reaction towards people
Nabarra is an introverted, selfless, and kind character. But she's harsh. Each aspect of her personality is touched by her military service under a bitter and vengeful regime. She's introverted to the point that she comes off as cagey and defensive, and can drive off well-meaning and kind souls. Her kindness and selflessness are personal standards, expressed through actions more than sentiments and formalities. She will take a blow and miss a meal for you before she says any kind or soothing words. That isn't to say that she is mean-spirited or callous, but rather that she is stoic and believes that actions speak loudest.
Reaction in Situations
If one thing can be said about Nabarra, it's that she's angry. Angry at all the elves, angry at authority, angry at the war. Angry at injustice. Angry at herself. Though this is far from a simmering rage that will take over at any moment, this rage fuels and drives her. This makes her disposition towards other people slightly combative; she's wired, and any threat will trip that wire. Inactivity is something that seems to trip her wires, too. She begins to get anxious and testy during periods of time where nothing is happening, especially while waiting for someone or something.
However, her anger provides a drive like few others. Even when in mortal danger, she is quick to act. Very quick. During her time in the military she trained sets of drills that forced finely tuned flinch reactions to become worked into her muscle memory. All that's not to say that she doesn't fear what might happen in such situations. She simply does not care about that fear.
What's in the Brain
Nabarra is far from a genius. She can barely read enough to get by, and mathematics beyond simple equations quickly perplexes her, but she is passable with political theory, object relations, and critical thought. She is also intellectually flexible and open to hearing new ideas, but ideologically stalwart in her beliefs.
There are many things to say about Nabarra's social skills, even though they're nonexistent. She is difficult to be around and near impossible to have a nice long chat with, but she's not unlikable. She has a dry sense of humour which can genuinely make her laugh, and a soft streak for kind souls. Those close to her know that she is nothing if not authentic and kind-hearted, and they can take comfort knowing that she would die for them. Getting close to her takes time, though. In the end, whether or not she grows close with someone is dependent on whether they can put up with her shortcomings to see what lies beneath.
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Background
OccupationEx-military, current revolutionary.
Living Immediate Family Members:Brother | Vieus Van Noorstrant
Father | Tarquin Van Noorstrant
Dead Immediate Family Members:Mother | Iera Van Noorstant
Current Companions:None
Current and Past Lover(s):Exciting flings here and there, nothing long-term or serious.
History:CW: abuse and propaganda
Nabarra was born into a working-class family situated in a near-slum on the Isle of Daka. Her mother was a kind soul who bore a deep love for those she felt she needed to protect, and was near totally absent of spite. She worked with horses as a stablehand, though was never promoted beyond that. Nabarra was close with her mother, and internalised many of the same values. Her father was a laborer who loaded carts for a living, and was a spiteful man. Beyond just the hate he held for other races, he held a deep resentment towards himself, which he took out on his kids and wife for "holding him back", in his own words. Her brother looked up to this man and idealised the bitterness with which he viewed the world. It wasn't long before her brother began to exacerbate the problem. Their combined behaviour alienated Nabarra and her mother, who eventually had to flee the household.
The prospect of living on the streets was not one Nebarra cherished, so she signed up for the army. She was provided with accommodation for her and her mother, a respectable wage, and job training, so it seemed to be a good deal. But hateful sentiments run deep in armies, and Nabarra quickly found herself subject to the vengeful rhetoric of the Dark Elven state. Peers and authority figures alike pedaled this casual disregard for the lives and wellbeing of others to a degree where Nabarra had no option but to assimilate. This caused tension with her mother. Off-hand remarks sparked ideological arguments in which Nabarra was subconsciously aware she was wrong, but felt scared to admit it. Eventually, tensions became high enough that, in a haze of rage, Nabarra reported her mother to her commanding officer for "dangerous anti-Dark Elf propaganda".
The next few centuries were a blur. Raid after raid, kill after kill, campaign after campaign. When she wasn't actively serving, she was training. All the while her guilt was sprouting and gnawing at her from the inside. Her commanders saw her as a steadfast and fearless soldier, a tool, a thing to be thrown at a problem to solve it. She was never promoted because she was too useful. This only added to her inner turmoil, which she suppressed.
Her last raid was the one where she suffered a near-death experience. They were attacking a village when she slipped and cracked her skull. It was inglorious to say the least. It was important, though. In the haze at the edge of death she faced down a replaying of her life, from birth to now in mere minutes. Her view of herself and the world shifted as she was forced to confront her guilt and hate and accept that her job was to kill innocent people and take their land in the name of a state who only wanted revenge. This was not ok.
She drifted off into death. Or what she thought was death. A woman who was looting the battlefield had taken pity on her and nursed her back to health. Who can say why? The two grew close, and eventually nursed feelings of love for one another. Nabarra set out to prove herself to this new town. She resolved to self-exile from the Dark Elves and undo the hate they spread. She began to become known in the area for her sentiments, and with this brought notoriety. The Dark Elven state caught wind of what was happening and set a bounty on her head, and it wasn't long before the hunters began coming.
She wasn't bested by the bounty hunters that came, but her lover was not happy and asked her to leave: Nabarra's very presence was drawing ire, and it wouldn't be long before more earnest efforts were made. She lashed out at the request to leave, putting the two of them in a shouting match. This only ended when Nabarra noticed her lover was crying. She left silently and has been wandering between towns since.
She will not be satisfied until she herself tears the state which took everything from her is torn down, brick by brick.
She will not be satisfied until she can atone for her actions.- Nabarra was born working class
- Her dad was shit, her mum was lovely
- Her brother was also shit
- Her and her mother ran away
- Nabarra got a job in the army and quickly fell victim to propaganda
- Her and her mum argue a lot because of this ideological shift
- Nabarra reports her mum to her commander for "anti-Dark Elf propaganda"
- Serves in military for ages, goes on a lot of raids and kills a lot of people
- Has a near death experience which makes her realise that she's the bad guy (duh)
- Nursed back to health by a looter who she falls in love with
- She gets bounties put on her head
- Looter girl is upset that Nabarra is wanted and that she could just die in the night
- Nabarra took this personally
- They fight, they break up. They don't kiss or make up. Nabarra leaves.
- Nabarra is currently trying to work against the Dark Elves
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Combat and Magic:
Strength: 5
Speed on Land: 7
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 3
Dexterity: 9
Weapon Proficiency: 10
Stealth: 0
Abilities:
- Weak Erebokinesis, mostly used to compliment physical fighting.
- Finely honed combat instincts and reflexes
- Durable beyond belief
Equipment:- A billhookAbout 2.5 meters in length, shaped to make it easy to hook and drag enemies
- A sidesword for close combat
- A rondel dagger for grappling distance
- A set of military-grade armour.Roughly equivalent to half-plate. It's nothing pretty, but it fits, it's shaped well, and it works.
Accepted! Lovely job :) Into the character tab
