Some small changes here and there. Most typos were corrected. Spells were further detailed upon. There is actually an appearance in text now!
History remains as is. I still gotta check it for typos.
Name: Nadia Ulrica Navarette
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Element: Light
Appearance: Nadia is a girl of a not-so-outstanding complexion, with a mere five feet of height and a modest hundred fifteen pounds of weight. Her skin tone is a very peachy one, and amongst her skin the only things that could draw attention are her hair and eyes. The former being originally a deep black, but then dyed a sparkling silver somewhere around the age of eighteen, it is also very long, reaching her waist when it isn't victim of any hair treatments. Or without them, for that matter. As for the latter, her eyes are naturally the color of chestnuts, somewhat over-the-average size, but round nonetheless.
In what her face respects, it is of a roundish shape, slowly pronouncing to a small chin in the lower part. Other than that, no particular traits stand out here either, except for her very small mouth and nose. Alas, people mostly notice her soft, peachy skin faster than they notice her face.
As for her clothing, it is certainly not very... conventional, and also conveys a small, subtle burlesque feeling around her chest. Her "dress" (if it's actually worth being called like that) is made with soft silk, and was actually hand-made for her. As such, its cost was reasonable, but she still managed to acquire it. It consists of this of one main piece of clothing that goes all the way from her waist and extends all the way to her knees as if it was a skirt of sorts. It is tied around her waist, and over an under-piece that goes from her upper chest down until it's somewhat close to the knees. This piece that goes under the previous one is black, of course. However, and as questionable as she might look like this, she does in fact wear a small jacket of equally silky materials that can be buttoned around her chest. It also has very long sleeves that end in puffy prolongations of a black color Finally, her legs are protected by stockings of considerable length, and her feet are encased in simple, white, mildly heeled shoe.
Lastly, her sword, as you can tell, is almost as tall as she is, standing at a mighty four and a half feet. I don't know how she's able to carry that thing around, but she does. Alas, it's not like she's very adept at using it~
Personality: It should first be noted that, when dealing with Nadia, one is dealing with a a very courteous person. Her lexicon is certainly not the most extensive one you'll hear spoken, but her manners are high and well-defined in spite of her farmer heritage. Farmers aren't a bunch of rascals who can only pronounce five different words, y'know?
More than frequently she'll be willing to take risks. Although most of the time it's for fun, or she just had no time to consider it fully. This does, in fact, involve that she's very impulsive and doesn't really wait on people for long. It also conveys that she acts in the moment, and dedicates few to no time to consider her actions.
Her bravery is both a mix of high-curiosity and moderate ambition. More than once she'll deeply examine her surroundings and will also be in a constant lookout for treasure and pretty much whatever can make her life better and easier, no matter how hard and/or expensive it turns out to be.
Most of the time she is calm and collected, and is rarely seen to loose her tempo with anyone. This goes to say that she's quite the patient folk and can stand a lot of crap from others. Be careful though, once her glass is full of your bullcrap, you will regret ever being mean to her in your entire life.
Usually nurturing, and also a fan of young people and kids -especially if they look cute-. If you're young and beautiful (like the Lana del Rey song) then you might want to stay away from her, otherwise you will receive a kjillion hugs and smooches on your cheek until the very day you die, assuming said hugs won't do it for you.
She is usually honest with her comments, but tries to keep them from becoming mean and/or sarcastic. You can trust on her for pretty much anything, but if she notices you're doing something that can be considered to be wrong, then she'll mercilessly stab you with her knife of traitor over and over again until you start bleeding distrust. However, if she can see the good in you, then you have made a very good friend, and a very loyal at honest friendship.
She hates making physical contact with people she doesn't know from heart, albeit the one exception to this rule is towards some younger folks. So, please, don't be an adult stranger that hugs her, or else you'll pay a very hard prize for it. And even if she's not the #1 of the Harlem Globe-Throting Huggers, she can be very sappy and cheesy if she puts her mind on it. Yup, pink hearts and princesses and prince charming and some other stuff of the like could spring up out of the blue if she ever gets infatuated. She never really reaches a flirty stage, tho. That is definitely a no-go for her.
She is usually sympathetic of others, but she's not altruist nor is she fond of helping random strangers out - again, with an exception for kids -. She, however, can be easily talked into doing stuff. And one trait that should be rescued from her persona as a whole is her pessimistic nature. She can literally see how crappy anything can be and how life is unfair and whatnot.
Her curious nature is swiftly complimented by her ver analytic behavior when it comes to looking around for stuff, but not for planning courses of action. She is not really the talking-kind of girl, so if you talk to her, then either she makes a very short reply, runs away, or both. And finally, when she's not bursting with rage, she is quite calm in the emotional department.
Hometown: Whitedell Village, Salos.
History: Whitedell is far from being special. It is just a nice town with few houses vastly separate one another. There are nice people and farmers around, and it is just your regular small town to live.
Nadia was born to a couple of farmers, and as such, from a very young age, she interacted with several small animals, feeding them, and being derpy with them from time to time. By age 8, this little girl was already an adept in the arts of farm-care. She was always eager to accompany her mother and father to sell their milk around town. Whitedell being fairly small, there were but a few merchants, and a such, everyone knew who it was that would sell them tasty milk for a small price. Yup, Jonia and Derrick Navarette. Their cows will produce the best milk you will ever have.
Along came a wave of crime to the town. Cows were stolen, people were mugged. It was unsafe to go out at night, and it was even more dangerous to exit town due to the exceeding amounts of people robbing after the war struck the country. The Navarette couldn't stay at home for long, tho, they needed the money for their milk...
And so, one day, as they ran their errands. Jonia, Nadia and Derrick ran into an older man wielding a knife, who threatened them to hand over the milk they would deliver. Derrick refused, and in exchange the burglar's knife was buried deep within his chest, and as it just so happens it hit the right spot to immediately kill Derrick Navarette on the spot. Scared, the burglar made his escapade as he left a shattered now-single-mother and her child crying over the death of the man of the family.
Soon after, Nadia had to rise and step up up to the spot of (wo)man of the family, assuming a full time job at the family farm, and also deciding to do some training with a sword that she made of simple wood should another burglar arise. And they did, first she was mugged and barely managed to escape, but she eventually learned to defend herself and prevent any further loss of money. It was hard, but someone had to do it. And they needed the money even more once Jonia Navarette went very ill and desperately needed medicine.
At 21, just a year ago, her mother also passed away, of the disease she had that couldn't allow her to leave bed. And since Nadia was now adept at using a sword of... considerable size she managed to buy (at a very high prize), she decided to let go of the farm, sell the animals and meals that it produced one last time, and with the money from it, she began to make his way towards a town near the Galvaez prison. Not because of the prison, but because if was the closest town to Whitedell Village.
Weapon:
Sole de Lunæ. Also goes by "that Big Ass Sword over there". Crafted with precious minerals, metals, materials and souls of the land (or very decent imitations of them, at least, without the souls, of course). This weapon of questionable value, being the sword that it is, is pointy and very deadly. It can barely be wielded by this girl without just... killing everyone and everything around. But it does get the job done... sometimes. Should she ever become strong enough, then her light magic could strengthen her blade, but it's not like it's gonna happen, yes? Of course it won't, you silly reader, you!
Magic:
- Bestow de Health. A slight layer of light envelops her left arm, and she becomes capable of releasing light waves from the palm of her hand. They are not particularly fast, or big, for that matter. But said waves can heal one's wounds. They, however, take longer and longer the more serious the injury. A minor bruise can be healed in 5 minutes or less, given the wave can cover the entire injured area. More serious injuries take much longer, and it is not ensure that one might heal fast enough and not die, so... yeah... Blame the small size for that~
- Barrera de Lumiera A thick veil of light envelops her figure as a white surge of light forms in form of here, shaped like a circular shield of sorts. The diameter of said shield depends on the focus and experience of the user. This shield is somewhat resistant, always according to how experienced she is with this spell. The more experienced, the harder it'll be to break thru the shield, but since she hasn't practiced this one well enough, if at all, her shields are very weak and easy to break.
- Lumine Figurae. Stretching both her arms high in the air, then facing to wherever she wants this spell to hit. Several small figures of light from around the palm of her hands and are shot at decent speed towards their target. The size, damage and speed of these shapes all depend on how experienced the user is, and all vary different one another if she's focusing well enough.
RP Sample:
This and
this. They were originally intended to be a 4000+ word post, and that's why I count them as only one. Also, I haven't really posted here ever since, so... Yeah, these are still my most recent posts for an RP I'm not GMing xD But in case you wanted to read what happened after for Alaric and Tobias, then go
here as well!
Other: None that I can think of~