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	19-21?
Birthplace	Limsa
Marital Staus	Married to T'caska
Religion	Nymeia, the watcher of celestial bodies and goddess of fate
Occupation	Witch and Student of Magic
Server	Balmung

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Character

General

I am Nebula, servant of the Spinner, a Witch and part time Bard

Honestly I'm just a plain dumpling of a girl that is making her way in the world. They say I have a past but I try to ignore that and focus on the future. I was awakened from some trouble by the Sylphs of the Shroud and and worked as a Witch with my Guardian Kraggy Nel, who happens to inhabit a tree, literally. Having done well with the basics of magics and finally found my familiar, I am sent out beyond Ishgard to seek out an ancient witch and the lost library. I hope this quest will involve tea and cakes, that would be very nice. I have the songs of my past lives within me but mostly they stay quiet and let me enjoy my life, occasionally they pester me with things and then i get into trouble.

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 often I am the fumbling student or 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 walking the shroud toned me up and I am probably stronger than my frail form may indicate.

Age : While I look maybe twenty I am much older

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.. I do have some memory as a child that the they were ugly, 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 : I think I'm rather 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 do seem to be able to adapt to the local style, depending on character. I think this is the songs of my past prodding me.

Clothes : I have a few possessions, my robes , my witches hat, and my witchery where I keep my potions, lotions and laundry cauldron.

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

I have magic to call bit for me is mainly for healing, so I tent to take a back seat in combat.

If I am forced to fight I can be fierce and not feel bound to any rules if I must win.

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 (locked) - performing, lore, song ■ Witch - healer, crystals, magic ■ Archery - some basics ■ Fortune telling

Relationships

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

Family & Friends TBD

Others ♥ Romantic Interest     T'caska Khevo - WIFE - Nebbs never expected this yet all it took was one look into those clear blue eyes like the ocean on cloudless day, for her heart to be lost and the door to joy, frustration and passion to be opened. It may not be a smooth ride but it will definitely be an exciting one.

History

Nebula lived to her mid twenties, was married, birthed two children and adopted two more. This turned into a tragic family through issues from her husband as well as her own past. Her children were killed and Nebula was abandoned and as a result ended up broken. It was her parents that burred the children near Limsa and visit the graves, to this day Nebula is unaware. (in recent events she lost forever these memories in a choice of fate, where she chose T'caska over her past)

Her mentor Kraggy Nel and the Sylphs of the Shroud performed a rebirth, which effectively regressed Nebula in mind and body to her teenage self and from there she began her new life.

The other memories of that past still exist within her and on occasion can be triggered, as is her skill that is expected will resurface with experience

Complete & Actual Story

TBD

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