Personality: Naisha has a rather fiery personality. She’s incredibly hot tempered and has anger issues. Easy to explode into bursts of anger, she’s very vengeful and loves to deal with her enemies by usually just bowing or freezing them up. Her vengeful personality and easy to flare temper made sure she’s lacking in friends, but for those she made, Naisha is ready to kill and die for with no second thoughts. At the latter of her years before she was killed, she turned into incredible killer who spreads chaos and destruction without regrets.
Job: Witch of the Bloodied desert
Fighting Style: Showering her enemies with Fire&Ice magic.
Weapons from strongest to weakest: Fire magic > Ice magic > Staffs > Swords
Gadgets: N/A
Armors/Outfits: Picture
Weight Class: Moderate.
Awakening: Unleashing her corrupted demonic form.
Pros- Powerful magic, Loyal, Great memory, Strong willed.
Cons- Mentaly unstable, Anger issues, Weak to physical attacks in her normal form, Overprotective, Loves to kill, Loves blood.
Racial Strengths- Greater endurance.
Racial Weaknesses- Holy attributes.
Background: Naisha was born in a world called Gizemli. Her family lived on a small island where she spend nearly all her childhood. Back then she was an hyper active child. She was bright, loud, loved to fight and do pranks to everyone, especially the church. She didn’t have many friends because most children stayed away from her for she always was into trouble or fighting. Eventually she found a fellow soul in a girl with burning red hair. The other girl became her best friend and they spend most time together.
Eventually Naisha fell ill from some unknown sickness that drained her body of all strength. She couldn’t move much anymore, had to use a wheelchair, but even then her friend never abandoned her. That’s why Naisha picked up magic instead of swordfighting. As it turned out she had a natural born affinity for it so she quickly rose in strength with her magic.
By the time they grew up and left to have their adventures, Naisha had already mastered basic destructive magics to almost their fullest potential. Sadly in their travels, they encountered an enemy who drove Alex to near insanity and even killed her with his magic. Naisha couldn’t stop him at the time, she lacked the power. For days she wept at the place Alex died for not even a body remained. Naisha grew even weaker without eating anything, but by the time she left the battlefield, her eyes had changed.
She spent the following few years away from civilization as rumors started to grow among towns for a new power rising up in the wilderness. By the time Naisha returned to civilization to pursue the killed of her friend, she had changed. Naisha had underwent transformation like night and day. She had forsaken her humanity and allowed her body to be corrupted into demonic one. Her powers had grown beyond their former limits… with them at hand she spread chaos and destruction in her wake as she chased down the warlock and eventually killed him, along with over 1000 other civilians among which he tried to hide and use as human shields.
For her sins, Naisha was chased down by countless foes and while many died by her hands, they finally managed to kill her when she returned to her friend’s resting place to pay her respects and inform her she had killed the warlock. They ambushed her, and pierced her body with countless spears and arrows. Then everything vanished to black as with her last strength, she unleashed her most powerful magic at the area. For if she died, she would take all those fools with her.
Nevan crawled away from under her blankets and stretched her arms. She felt good now that the sun was away. It was so refreshing to feel all her energy she wasted during the day start to replenish. She then quickly took the needed time to get a quick bath and dress up before walking up to terrace of her flat.
“The moonlight so good~” She whistled, standing on the railing. Her long red hair blowing on the wind. She then suddenly stretched her wings and quickly flew up higher and higher into the sky, until she could easily see the city under her in every direction.
“There’s nothing better than a world filled with life.” She said to herself, enjoying the sensation and the sights. It’s been ten years since she woke up in this world.” Best years of my life so far.” She said to herself again, closing her eyes for a moment, a bunch of bright spheres of lights appeared around her.” Do you need something from me?” She asked, without turning back.
“Do you wish to do something better for this city?” A voice asked form behind her. Nevan’s lights suddenly fired in that direction for a moment before turning into lasers at the direction of the voice.” I don’t take kind to people who suddenly approach me in stealth and start proposing suspicious ideas.” She stated, turning to see a caped and masked woman who appeared to not have been even phased by the attack.” Alright you got my interest for if nothing other reason than not being turning into swiss cheese.” Nevan stated, studying the robed and masked woman.
“ Go to the bar The Archer in the eastern downtown. Tell the owner ‘the arrow shoots straight’ he will know what to do from there.” The woman stated and vanished into thin air. Well wasn’t that peachy.
“I’ve been losing my edge it seems. Whomever this was appeared and left without me realizing how they did it…” She mumbled to herself. She really had fallen low. In the past she was incredibly strong, but now…
Without having anything else to do for tonight, she then simply flew in the direction of where the club should be. It really didn’t take her that long to find it and enter it, without really bothering to ‘turn’ back into human via her illusions
“The arrow shoots straight.” She stated to the man who appeared to be the one the woman mentioned.
Location: On the road, by the wagon Interacting With: Thomas and Ntaj and all others of the merry gang… plus some really unexpected orcs!
“I was attacked, by a beast… I threw it off my trail by throwing it all my dried meat which was all my food…” Satilla explained to Thomas.” It was then that I got lost while running away from it. Besides I’m not a survival expert, I just know how and where to find herbs.” The witch explained.
Well the situation with the orcs was strange… this wagon was carrying supplies for the orcs. This made so much sense in a way. Cremwise was profiting of the situation! 'Damn...!' Was Satilla’s initial thought that she would get some safety with this group turned to be wrong. What was going to happen now? She had no idea… She feared a fight would break out and frankly they didn’t really hold too great odds in their favor considering the numbers difference.
“If a fight breaks out… I will help you to the nearest three. Hide behind it until it ends…” Satilla whispered to Thomas. She was at least going to try to help him if the need arose. She wasn’t useful in a fight much anyways.” Let’s just home it doesn’t come to it…”
Location: The crash site and then a mile down the road.
Amelia was currently just slightly confused and quite shy towards Ed. She had seen him how the man groped Svetlana. She also understood why the woman reacted like that, but Amelia doubted she would be able to keep nearly as calm in such situation. The way he now said her name made her looked downwards and blush. What was with that man, acting so overly familiar…!?
While Ed was busy moving over the car battery, Amelia took the brief time to search around the vehicles that they weren’t going to use. Luckily for them, she found a few unopened water bottles and some jerky.” Look!” She called, running back to the truck, showing the findings to the others. She quickly threw them inside the truck, realizing one was going to have to be on the truck bed because there simply weren’t enough seats.
She took a gulp as she realized the walkers were getting closer. She quickly jumped in the truck’s bed.” Don’t argue, someone just drive!” She called in English before also saying in French.” Quelqu'un, juste conduire!” She added pointing at the wheel. Currently her survival instincts were with priority over her shyness.