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Name: Nyah ( "Purpose" ); Is affectionately called "Ny-Ny" by her friends and family
Race: Alkidike
Stage: Prentice (Path: Blade -> Warrior -> Guardian with Kinfa; Weapon undecided)
Gender: Female
Base Traits: Sneaky, jittery, quiet, determined, clever
Personality:
Nyah's that quiet, tiny girl that no one seems to expect much out of until she decides to open her mouth. She remains to herself for the most part and prefers to follow behind her Sisters rather than stand out in the crowd. When pointed out from her position she becomes jittery and nervous, but not so much as to the point where she couldn't stand up in front of her Sisters on her own terms and speak. The act of being caught or pointed out in a crowd is what makes Nyah nervous because she likes to have the opportunity to gather her thoughts without people waiting on her to speak or react. When given the time to organize her thoughts, she's able to speak clearly and respond just fine.
Whether by the example of her Sister, Tahigwa, or by her own nature, Nyah is very good at sneaking around. She likes to think of this as her super-ability of sorts and hones her quiet, methodical steps as much as she hones her skills as a warrior. Part if her daily routine revolves around simply getting from place to place without being seen and to see just how much she can get away with if she's quiet enough. For instance, Nyah likes to sneak behind people in rooms and move things about as subtlely as she can, just to see how much she can fiddle with without drawing attention. (So far, she's found that Yaholo can't be as easily fooled as Tahigwa, likely due to his profession of choice) This applies to situations outside of rooms and other clised spaces, too. How much can she change or get away with while no one's looking? Could she move that potted plant a few feet or could she completely paint someone's back so gently that they don't notice the paint until she's long gone? The possibilities for honing her sneakiness are endless in her mind.
Alongside Nyah's sneakiness is her cleverness. Nyah doesn't think there isn't a problem she couldn't figure out, no matter how tricky it may be. However, her way of dealing with problems may seem slow and tiresome to others because she doesn't like to be rushed through her thought process. To Nyah, being impulsive is very difficult and impractical, everything needs to be taken into account and gone through with a fine tooth comb. No clue left unseen, no possibility unexplored. This is where she often clashes with others of her age who'd rather get through everything the easiest or fastest way while Nyah would much rather stay on one part of the puzzle for much longer. Sure, hurrying has it's time and place, but if you're not in any danger, why race off into the unknown? You need to stay in one place for a while to truly understand it.
Finally, Nyah has a determined streak that rivals those of her siblings, but in a more thought out manner. Nyah has set goals for herself that she knows will take time, lots of training, and endurance to achieve, and she will get to them when she's good and ready. No one can tell her when she's finished training but herself, and no one can tell her to start something new when she isn't ready. Nyah feels as though she is in best control of her world when she listens to her instincts and her feelings, rather than the words and feelings of others. If she feels she needs to take a break, she'll do so, and vice versa. If her instincts tell her not to follow someone, she won't. It's all about being intune with herself and how ready she is. She likes to envision herself as a continuously growing blossom that can only be uprooted if she allows herself to be disturbed. Thus, she's determinded to keep growing in her own way, no matter the wind or weather
Description:
(Headshot done by Scar! <3)
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Her hair is dreaded, but I would like the dreads to resemble the style of that reference. ouo (Fiddle with this as much as you'd like)
Her antennae are CC in length, as well as her markings. However, I would like those dots around her eyes to be pink body paint.
As for body style, Nyah is fairly young, like 14-15. She's short and petite framed. I'd like her to have a bit of a baby face, maybe rounded with those kind of cheeks you just want to pinch? Also, small breasts, like, A cup. Tiny, cute, petite, baby-faced.
I'd like her to remain petite and on the shorter side as she grows. Like a tiny powerhouse that everyone underestimates. |D
Clothing: What you see in the reference above~
Accessories: A necklace which is made of rose colored stained glass. It actually opens up like a locket and can be used to carry a small item. It needs a matching key to be opened, which she doesn't have.
History:
Nyah's story begins in the settlement of Andile, long before she was born. It started with an Alkidike called Noari. Noari was born of Aisha alone and placed with a very strict woman called Shuva. Shuva told Noari never to stray too far away from the village, lest she be found and punished, which Noari paid heed to until she became a Blade, when her thirst for adventure could no longer be conquered. She strayed far along the paths and eventually encountered a young Shifter girl, one that would change her life forever.
Tania was the Shifter's name, and to Noari, she was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. From her shining hair to her changing skin, Tania was a gorgeous pearl from the bottom of the sea that Noari wanted to keep all to herself. Tania, however, was far less thrilled with Noari and refused her advances each time they met. This didn't deter Noari, who, though curious, was as oblivious as a child to the negative reactions that Tania was giving her. Then, one afternoon, Noari caught Tania with a male shifter and felt an emotion she had never felt before, jealousy. What was that thing? How dare it touch Tania the way that Noari wanted to touch her! This jealousy quickly turned to fury as Tania explained, as frankly as possible, that this... Ugly thing... Was to be her husband. Noari fled home that night to the fury of her mother. Where had she been? Why was she so unhappy? Noari's secret meetings with Tania fell out of her mouth before she could catch her breath and her mother locked her in her bedroom for the remainder of the night.
Weeks went by slowly in Noari's household as her mother's grip began to constrict her very being. There would be no travelling for Noari, period, without her mother's watchful eye. Not even trips across to Aisha were allowed without a group of elder Sisters to ensure that she didn't get into trouble. This crippled Noari's sense of self and gradually turned her once naive, friendly demeanor into that of unbridled aggression. She was thoroughly convinced that everyone in the village hated her and that her mother was her enemy. No one understood the stress she was going through. No one truly knew who she was. Not even she was sure of who she was anymore.
It was months later that Noari decided she had to do something about her lack of self, once and for all. She cooked a meal for her mother, laced with poisoned berries, and watched her mother die a painful death before stealing away into the night, her heart set on finding Tania again. Tania, now married and expecting a child, had long since forgotten the Alkidike who had pursued her and was terrified to find Noari standing at her door. What business did an Alkidike have doing here? This wasn't a place for her kind! Tania slammed the door in Noari's face, only to be swiftly knocked down and kidnapped by Noari. Noari took Tania deep into the woods and, after the Shifter's many attempts to escape, blinded her with fire. Of course, when it came time for Tania to give birth, Noari had the least bit of idea what was going on and, thus, Tania perished during childbirth, leaving Noari with her newborn son.
Noari named the boy Tariel and refused to allow him to cut his hair. He looked so much like his mother with his long winding curls and dark, shimmering skin, but the one thing that she couldn't stand about him was the fact that he was male. As he grew more and more masculine, Noari felt less and less happy taking care of him, and abandoned Tariel in Sol, where Tania and her husband had been living years before. She then went back to her mother's home in Andile. Years had passed since she had murdered her mother and most people that she had known in the village back then were very excited to see her. Where had she been? Did she know about her mother? Noari feigned tears and weaved a tale of finding her mother dead in the morning and convinced the village that Shuva had committed suicide. Much to Noari's surprise, everyone bought her story and let her back into the village with open arms.
Things went very smoothly from then forward, until Noari fell in love with a fellow Sister by the name of Yai'ti. Their romance, needless to say, went far better than Noari's experience with Tania, and it didn't take long for them to decide it was time to plea for a daughter of their own. However, each year that they went to plea with Mother Aisha they returned home empty handed, and it began to take a toll upon the happy couple. Why wasn't Aisha granting them a child? What were they doing wrong? Yai'ti's faith began to dwindle after the tenth year they had gone to plea and refused, firmly, to try again. Noari, however, continued to return each month to beg Aisha for not only a child, but for forgiveness for all the wrongs she had committed. During one of these visits, a younger Sister came to check on the condition of her lotus and overheard Noari's confessions to Aisha. However, being the overconfident Blade that she was, the mother to be confronted Noari instead of fleeing to tell the elders what she had heard. She was swiftly culled by Noari's blades and sloppily buried on the shores of Isle Ekene, never to know her infant daughter's face. Noari returned home that evening and proclaimed to Yai'ti, with great exuberance, that she had been granted the lotus that they had so desperately pined for. She took Yai'ti back to Aisha and proudly showed her the beautiful flower that held their soon to be daughter and both dissolved into sobs.
Nyah, "Purpose", aptly named by Yai'ti, was born on the morning after a week of rain and was happily whisked away to Andile. However, the disappearance of Nyah's real mother hadn't gone unnoticed by those closest to her and Noari couldn't help but feel as though her happy way of life would soon be coming to a close. This was around the time she met Luljeta, a Sister with one leg and quite a few stories of her own to share. Noari took comfort in Luljeta's warm, mothering personality and convinced Yai'ti to allow her to watch Nyah from time to time when they needed time alone to themselves. But, this friendship proved the most useful when Nyah's mother's body was found around Nyah's fourth birthday and the elders began searching for her killer. Noari, fearing that she and Yai'ti would be high on the list of potential suspects, pleaded with Luljeta to keep an eye on Nyah while she and Yai'ti went to Emeka to visit Yai'ti's aunt. This was yet another lie in Noari's web of tall tales which would lead to the unraveling of everything she'd done, from start to finish.
Once Nyah was safe with Luljeta for the day, Noari raced back to her home and tried her best to convince Yai'ti to flee with her into the forest. In her mind, if she went back into the forest, everything in Andile would go away. They would come back years later to the same open arms she'd been shown when she returned after abandoning Tariel in Sol, and no one would question them about the girl found buried on Isle Emeka. However, Yai'ti refused to leave Andile and begged Noari to tell her where she had taken Nyah which started a lengthy argument between them. Why was Noari so afraid of the village all of a sudden? Did she have something to do with the girl found on Ekene, Aisha forbid? The argument grew more and more intense, until, unable to keep it all pent up any longer, Noari divulged all her wrong doings to Yai'ti, before stabbing her with her blades before she could flee the house. Yai'ti died in Noari's arms that night and, according to Noari, looked just a beautiful as Tania had all those years ago.
The next morning Noari went to Luljeta's home and took Nyah back, claiming that Yai'ti had stayed in Emeka with her aunt overnight. She then packed as much of her things as she could carry and fled into the forests with Nyah, hoping to return to Andile as if nothing had happened in a few years time. However, as she passed along the outskirts of Sol, an all too familiar face approached her, Tariel, who had grown up as strong as his father. He recognized Noari as if he'd seen her the day prior and screamed for his father, prompting Noari to flee off the path. She was able to stay hidden for a few days until Nyah started to cry out of hunger, giving her makeshift shelter away to the archers that Tariel's father had sent out in search of her. Instead of killing her on the spot, Noari was captured by the archers and forced to explain Tania's death to Tariel and his father. Not too long after that the elders of her tribe, having heard of her capture through the grapevine, came to arrest her for the murders of Yai'ti, Nyah's mother, and the murder of her own mother. Her fate was decided by four murders, three kidnappings, and one unanimous verdict from both the Alkidike and the Shifters alike. Noari was to be hung for her crimes at the earliest convenience without a proper burial, and that was that.
Nyah, however, was brought back home to Andile by the elders before Noari's sentencing and left in the care of Luljeta while they searched for any relatives her birth mother might have had. When it was discovered that Nyah's birth mother had been a daughter of Aisha alone, Luljeta was given permission to take care of Nyah as her own, much to the delight of Luljeta's young daughter, Tahigwa. Tahigwa had always wanted a sibling, or at least never stopped chatting about how she already had one, and took to Nyah like honey. Nyah was soon being taught all about being a kid and having short lived "adventures" with her big sister and eventually blossomed from all the positive attention. Even when her mother, Luljeta, fell ill with Crystal Rot and was quarantined and a strange, clumsy male named Yaholo started hanging around, little Nyah seemed completely unphased by the first four years of her upbringing and continued to grow up healthy and strong.
However, at night, Nyah would have terrible nightmares that began to disrupt her ability stay awake during the day and, obviously, scared her straight to the core. Who were those women? Why was she running away from something she couldn't see? Tahigwa, and soon her older brother Yaholo, too, would always be there to tell her that none of those things could hurt her and that they were only dreams... But why did they feel so real? Why were they so tangible? It was like she knew them and the answers were all at her fingertips, but none of it made any sense! Why were her nightmares about these women so vivid and clear? Their hair, their eyes, their voices, everything about them... It was all too familiar to be a figment of her imagination! It just didn't make any sense!
Then, when Nyah turned 14 years old, a strange black Kinfa began following her around, an equally odd pendant clasped in it's mouth. No matter how much she waved it away, the bird refused to relent and seemed bent on giving her the pendant that it held onto so tightly. Finally, after days of being followed, Nyah gave in and placed the pendant around her neck, unwittingly earning the companionship of the Kinfa as well. Something about the pendant was vaguely familiar. It's rose tinted glass revealed a hidden chamber inside that, for some inexplicable reason, couldn't be opened without a matching key for the clasp on it's side. But, there was clearly something floating inside of it, surrounded by a liquid that gave off a subtle, sweet smell. What was floating inside of this pendant? Why was it so familiar to her?
It seemed she would need to find the key to figure it out.
