Nebula Stardancer

Nebula Stardancer
She'd said she was an apple seller and he wasn't about to doubt a witch's word (Pratchett)
Gender	Girl
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Moon Keeper
Citizenship	Gridania * Limsa
Age	21
Birthplace	Limsa
Religion	Nymeia, the watcher of celestial bodies and goddess of fate (formally Althyk - The Keeper - surveyor of change and space and god of time)
Occupation	Bard of Eorzea, Hedge Witch, Pirate
Server	Balmung

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Character

General

I am Nebula, Bard of Eorzea, Hedge Witch and Pirate by ancestry.

When others look at me they see this self assured Witch or Bard and not the plain dumpling of a girl that first set out into the world. In my life I have been an orphan, a poacher, spent time with the Archers guild and built a career as a Bard, then worked as a Hedge Witch to many folks. I came to my magic late, thinking it not for the likes of me, and yet I found within it the song of my self and have since taken the time to study the basics of each form as well as magical folk like the Sylphs.

You may meet me in different guises as I am want to embrace the culture of where I am, and being one who has travelled I find myself at home in many places.

The Keeper in me wants to nurture others, through friendship, love or a prod with something pointy when needed. For me this is the Keeper way, one of giving rather than taking and seeing the good and potential in folks. Relationships matter a great deal to me as does friendship.

I can be serious, and often fearsome but I am also the giddy girl in the shop of shoes who just found the isle of custom boots.

Appearance

Body : They used to say I was scrappy, but training with the Axe has tined me up and I am probably stronger than my frail form may indicate.

Skin : Pale, pasty faced some would say. Though I do not tan and am thankful for the little Aether it takes to stop me suffering in the sun.

Hair : My constant mess, of light blue and pink highlights.. at least when it is clean. I have often wanted to dye it but somehow it reminds me to stay grounded as that plain girl from the backwater.

Eyes : Oh they are violet, the same color and round.. they did tell me no one would like me and the Miller's son was my only chance and I should be glad. So I supose I still see them as a symbol of my inadequacy.

Distinguishing Features : Well the mark on my forehead is the weavers pattern and “Nymeia charm” and was obtained in a ceremony where Nymeia came to offer her protection for my service, thogh this began with my Grandmother. Other than that I'm ordinary.

Scent : I keep clean, so mostly just me. (She is as the crisp scent of the sea on a clear day when the wind whips the spray to your face. She is the far horizon tempting you to dive into its waters and be lost is her embrace.)

Accent / Speaking style : Well I did have a quite broad backwater brogue but travel, learning and my craft have refined it. I tend to adapt to the local style, depending on character.

Clothes : Many, many. Just piles of them, and I mix and match to suit. Though I tend to go pants or short skirt over robes. I suppose that comes from running through woods.

Behavior

I am open and friendly, often the first one to speak and would generally also be preparing a hug. I just love to socialize with others. I also like to perform, well I wouldn't be much of a Bard if I didn't.

Gossip, well yes. It is the spice of life and makes wonderful times just getting to know what's going on and sometimes having the opportunity of helping people fix things. If you aren't gossiping you are missing half the things happening.

I get cross and angry, you don't want me angry at you. I'm the sort of person who takes great delight in getting even, and that revenge is a cold dish best when the right moment arises.

Habits : Hugging sometimes annoys folks, and poking my nose in their business. I do it with good intentions so the push-back is not much of a deterrent.

Combat

General

I was always a natural archer, just not a natural follower.. so if given a preference it will be my bow for combat, though the arrows may get a spell whispered into them as they are loosed. Magic for me is mainly for healing, so I tent to take a back seat if that is my focus.

I am fierce in combat, I will press the attack and despite my nature I am quite capable of taking a life.

I don't think I accept the concept of honour when fighting for your life or that of your family. I know many do cling to the concept but for me nothing would stand in my way of protecting my own.

Tendencies

Likes ■ Stars ■ The horizon ■ Caves ■ Fruity Fizz ■ Performances of all sorts ■ The wisdom of tales.

Dislikes ■ Any form of indenture, prisoner or slavery ■ Bullies and selfish folks ■ Formal hierarchies ■ Cooking.

Hobbies/Talents ■ Advice ■ Bard - performing, lore, song ■ Spellsinger - healer, crystals, magic ■ Archery - basic and arcane ■ Fortune telling

Relationships

♥ Romantic Interest    ♣ Family member    ♦ Friend     ● Neutral    ♠ Ennemy    ○ NPC

Family & Friends ♥♣ Ilwe'ran Hlaiwa : A former mate, the least said the better. He stole my heart with his hug. We went through a lot together and I could not imagine being without him, yet such is the case.

Others TBD

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