Description
A rather lean looking Arial floats above the land here swiftly. Her height is
tough to discern though it seems she would stand about five feet tall
standing. Dull feathers seem a bit ragged and stained about her body
randomly, also moving into bald patches about her stature. Two brown globes
look about hesitantly as they sit on her small sleek head, directly below
them protrudes a raven black beak coming to a unnaturally sharpened tip, and
her two nares hiss softly as she exhales. Her talons wiggle about lifelessly
as she flaps her wings, sometimes twitching and closing shut, and her arms
stay at her side at all times.. her left hand never a foot away from her
sheathed blade that rests on her belt.
Role
Beginnings of Life
Added Tue Mar 28 00:34:18 2006 at level 1:
She has drifted about Thera her entire free life... the one known as Nemaalu
I'antio that is. Born within the sandy city of Hamsah Mu'Tazz, that is about
the only affiliation she has with it. She has no memories of her parents..
brothers.. sister.. anything. Just her only soul known.. Telneah Delaine,
demented human wizard of Arkham.
Telneah was quite an interesting soul.. She never made sense with her actions
ever. The queen of random habits one would say. Examples being when the moon
reached it's peak in the sky.. it was not unusual to hear her dancing within
the fountain, fully robed, uttering odd enchantments. So interesting was
Telneah that she had no friends at all.. for she could never hold a
conversation with any soul making them feel so uncomfortable that any excuse
would do to walk away. All that began to change when Nemaalu entered her
world though.
Nemaalu cannot remember her beginnings of life, nor does she wish to. When
Telneah discovered her, she was barely alive clinging onto her life..
clinched fists, sharp hisses escaping her nares, and mild flaps of her wings
made Telneah curious. Nemaalu was simply bones and feathers.. with obviously
nothing to live for. Telneah was completly astounded and curious at this and
decided to take her home and nourish her back to health.. in deep need of a
friend..
Telneah began to show Nemaalu her way of life.. showing her all the different
kinds of magic that she had grown to love. Years began to pass.. molding
Nemaalu into an eccentric yet sheltered young arial. Telneah was quite happy
with her young yet newfound friend.. over time things changed though.. and
she started to become more comfortable with her.. perhaps too comfortable.
Nine years passed with this becoming more and more serious. As Nemaalu
developed into a young woman.. she knew in her soul that the things she has
witnessed should not have to be endured by anyone. She became more and more
uncomfortable yet could not fight back or cry for help. Telneah got to the
point of molesting her with magic, trying to twist and mold her thoughts with
it, thinking they would fall in love.. thinking they would be together
forever.
Telneah's Death, Nemaalu's Birth
Added Tue Mar 28 00:39:19 2006 at level 1:
It all came to an abrupt stop quickly one night though.. As Nemaalu laid upon
her bed, she sensed something wrong. She began listening intently and acted
asleep and heard Telneah whispering an encantation. Images began to fill her
mind vividly of them together, entertwined and happy.. Nemaalu's heart began
to race in terror, she moved about and squinted her eyes and could only see
Telneah's invisible outline barely sitting in the chair. She dealt with the
dream and finally slipped away.
The next morning it was decided in Nemaalu's mind that this torture could not
continue.. that she must escape and destroy the magic that formed her into
this. That if there were other people dealing with this, that it must be put
to an end. As she came down the stairs Telneah instructed her she was to
bathe her after she ate. This was her opportunity and she did not hesitate.
As she finished with her food she entered the washroom where Telneah waited..
she derobed and slipped into the water and Nemaalu began to wash her hair..
her heart raced at a speed she had never felt before and Telneah heard it and
looked at her slowly...
Nemaalu chirped a shrill pitch aloud and grabbed her neck, thrusting her into
the water and holding her under with all her might. Telneah opened her mouth
naturally to cast a spell as water quickly filled her lungs and her
resistance faded... Nemaalu had escaped at last as she stood over Telneah's
floating corpse. Feeling relived to a point unknown, she left the washroom.
The magical barrier that was casted on all the doors and windows vanished and
Nemaalu slipped out the door and took flight for the first time ever, flying
as fast as she could away.
She was fifteen at this time, and entered the shadows in hesitation.. nervous
to come across perhaps a stronger soul then Telneah and being captured again.
She began to study everyone.. astounded by all the different races of beings
that walked Thera. She learned the lands and drifted them for three years in
hiding. Upon her Eighteenth birthday, she decided to make herself known.. to
an extent. She learned of the haters of Magic, and was dedicated to joining
their ranks.. to inform the warriors of everything she could possibly
discover.. possibly absorb into her intent mind. She would aid in the vile
users of magics destruction so that no soul would ever become as tortured
mentally as her.. only time will tell of this ones journey.