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Nælís
This is not a character for battling with, she's just for a character fiction I will be writing.
Name: Nælís Jirven (nay-LEES Jir-VEN). Age: 29. Sex: Female. Race: Half-Human, Half-Daemon. Hair: Black. Eyes: Completely black with a red iris and black pupil. Weight: 60 kg. Height: 2 metres flat. Weapons: A longbow made for her by her husband, Kandred. Armour: None. Strengths: Nay is good at hand-to-hand combat. Weaknesses: Due to her Daemonic taint, she is weak around light magic. Skills/Magic: Nay is unsure of her magic abilities, and since her Daemonic taint from Adamus, she can accidentally cast Daemonic magic, and in some instances kill someone without meaning to. Appearance: Nay's hair runs down her face to her breasts, and her eyes, with their complete and utter blackness except for the blood red iris, give her a very Daemonic appearance. She wears a red tunic and black robes, and her hair is often tied back in a ponytail. Personality: Nay is very concealed and tends to keep to herself. She is very uptight and organised. In her spare time she will usually be found in her room, sitting in a leather chair by the fire, organising her thoughts an memories. Biography: Nælís grew up like an ordinary girl, living in a village, learning, cooking, and helping around the house. When she turned 14, a mysterious man came into the village. He was very secretive of who he was, and did not give a name to anyone. He was always wearing a hood, and you could not see his face. Nay walked up to the man and began to talk to him, "Hello, what business have you here in our village? And what is your name?" "My business is my own," said the man with his back facing her, he turned and saw her face. "You are beautiful," he said, "come with me." So Nælís followed the man through the village, and he lead her out of the village. They came to a cave, a lantern hung from the far wall, illuminating the room. The man pulled back his hood, revealing a face, with grey skin, and blonde hair, his eyes had a teal iris, and no pupil, he looked grim and foreboding. "I am Adamus, I cannot tell you my business, for I have none. Now tell me, what is your name?" "Nælís, and a pleasure to meet you, Adamus." "You look scared, what troubles you?" "Nothing, sir." "You are truly beautiful, but you look like you have not had a proper bath in all your life time. Come, have a bath, it is warm, and will cleanse you." Adamus walked out of sight of the cave while Nælís got undressed and bathed. When she was finished, she felt clean and refreshed, she dried herself with a towel that lay nearby the bath, and got dressed. She walked outside, and thanked the man for the bath. "Thank you Adamus, you are very kind." "It is not me that is kind, but you. You came here at your own free will, and let me bask in your beauty, thank you for coming." Nælís' cheeks flushed pink, and she turned away to conceal fer contempt. She stayed in Adamus' abode for a week, and soon began to fall in love with him. It was obvious that Adamus was in love to, and on the seventh day of Nay's stay, they talked. "Why do you let me in your abode? You let me use your bath, and you let me use your bed and you sleep on the floor. You are very kind, but unnecessarily so." "I would do anything for you, you are beautiful and kind, an I love you." "I kno..." Adamus raised a finger to Nay's lips, and kissed her. That night, Adamus inpregnated her, and then left her to be in the cave, all alone. The next morning, Nay felt sick, and cried, for Adamus had left without a trace, she cried until nightfall, and then walked over to the village. Two years later, when she was 16, Nælís gave berth to a child, and named him Adamus. After a few days of caring for the baby, Nælís noticed that the baby was growing pale, and his eyes became like Adamus'. The next day, the baby ripped in two, and a Daemonic creature came out, and flew off. Nælís realised that Adamus, the baby and the father, had both been Daemons. In the years to come, Nælís's hair went black, and her eyes changed into black holes with a red iris, even redder than blood itself. Last edited by P.; 10-19-2006 at 06:09 PM. |

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Re: Nælís
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