Nissa Revane

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Nissa Revane
Gender	Female
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Unknown
Citizenship	Limsa Lominsa
Age	20
Height	5'6"
Weight	120 lbs
Profession
Patron Deity	Menphina the Lover
Server	Odin

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History

Nissa was born into a small family, her parents traveling merchants, with no other siblings. As she was constantly moving from settlement to settlement, Nissa never really had a permanent home. One night,at age 7, as her family was traveling between cities, they stopped to rest for the night, only to be attacked by a band of raiders. Nissa's parents were dragged out of their wagon as Nissa hid under blankets in the back, peering out to make sure her family was okay. The raiders demanded money, threatening to kill them if they did not comply. Nissa's mother and fathering willingly gave them all they had, begging for them to leave them in peace. Laughing, the raiders killed them in front of Nissa's crying eyes. As the raiders climbed aboard the wagon and whipped the chocobo's into moving, Nissa silently slipped off the wagon, landing face first in the dirt, crying and alone. She remained hidden in the brush until a strange looking pair came across her. They were a brother and sister, from the Conjurer's guild and hurried her off to Gridania.

Nissa found comfort within the Conjurer's guild, focusing her rage at her former parents at trying to better the world around her. It became clear she was skilled with magic and pushed past her peers, ascending the ranks in the guild faster than any had before. She studied hard and others began to look at her with envious eyes. At age 17, she was among the highest ranked Conjurer's in Gridania and people showed her respect.

One day, a group of adventurers came staggering back, wounded and terrified. Nissa and her guildmates rushed to their side and tended to their wounds. With a fire in her eyes, Nissa demanded to know what had happened to them, and in short gasps, it became known that there was a terror in the woods, in a place called Tam Tara Deepcroft. Determined to rid the city of this threat, Nissa volunteered to take part in the party that was going after the terror. She joined ranks with a paladin from a Ul'dah, a arcanist from Limsa Lominsa, and an archer from her home city Gridania. She had seen the white haired man around, his determined face and striking yellow eyes, not easily forgotten. He was Sorin Markov, the accomplished archer from the Archer's Guild. They exchanged looks and nodded at each other, ready to take down the challenge ahead.

The group traveled to the area where the attack had happened and entered slowly. To their horror, they realized the cave had been taken over by a cult, the Lambs of Dalamund, a vicious cult who summoned demons to aid them. Not wasting any time, the party charged forward, ready to rid the land of this filth. They fought through hordes of creatures, Nissa's healing keeping them up as Sorin and the arcanist wreaked havoc upon the enemies. At one point an enemy noticed Nissa's healing and charged for her, wanting to snuff out the healing light. As it got to her, arrows suddenly shot through its body, its body crumbling to the ground, revealing a smirking Sorin standing in the background. He waved to her, his golden eyes glowing in the dim light, as he turned and ran to catch up with the group. Nissa felt her cheeks grow warm and she fought back a smile and continued on.

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Nissa started having nightmares, the vivid scenes making her the night. Images of her family dying before her eyes, haunted her sleep, making it impossible to sleep comfortably. She began to wake up screaming and covered in sweat. Sorin tried to comfort her, holding her and rubbing her quivering body, telling her it was going to be okay.

Finally, Nissa snapped, she no longer wanted to heal, and be kind. She wanted to hurt things, she wanted to wreak vengeance on those who had wronged her. She grew cold to all except for Sorin, who constantly tried to warm her heart. Nissa traveled to Ul'dah and joined the Black Mage's guild, her knowledge of magic speeding her training along. Just like her White Mage training, her dark magic skills flourished, and she quickly became a strong caster. Her fury and rage fueled her fire spells, making them devastating to those who encountered her. She grew reckless, picking fights with those who meant her no harm, her list of friends dwindling. Sorin became concerned with her rigorous training, as she never rested and her behavior became more erratic.

One night, he came to her as she sat on the bench outside their free company house, staring in to the starry sky. He took her hands and looked deep into her eyes. He saw the pain, the suffering, that she had endured, but also the kindness that she used to show, the love and compassion that had never left her. He held her close and told her how much he loved her, how much he wanted to help her, and that she was scaring him. Nissa's face softened and she looked down at herself, her body had grown thin, her skin a deathly white, and her hands were bruised and scarred. She apologized to him for her severe determination and rage, as tears spilled from her eyes. Sorin smiled lightly and held her close as he kissed her head. Under the moonlight, he got down on one knee and presented her with a ring, proclaiming his love to the warm hearted girl with a sometimes bratty attitude. Nissa's face light up and she cried tears of joy as she launched herself into his arms, his warmth soothing her body.

Characteristics

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• Age: 20
  • Nameday:
• Gender: Female
  • Sexuality: Straight
  • Marital Status: Eternally Bonded
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• Body: Slim
• Hair: Black
• Eyes: Green
• Skin: Pale
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Likes

• Napping
• Sweets
• Pony Farming

Dislikes

• Crafting
• Grinding for Zodiac Weapons
• Early Mornings

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Strengths

• Healing Magic
• Damage Magic

Other Notes

Religion

None

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