Níndari
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Níndari Coara is a member of Salsola.
Born in New Caledonia, she is the daughter of religious zealots Rand Coara and Vodeva Nartholiel and (half-)sister to Elemmírë. Her early life was relatively nondescript, but when Nín reached shifting age, her mother and sister left for Caledonia's Portland outpost, the Citadel, leaving Nín alone with her father, who had long suspected her to be his only true daughter — and, unbeknownst to her, a vessel for her namesake.
As she matured, Rand's behavior grew more and more erratic and uncomfortable, though she kept quiet about his abuse, feeling as though she had no where to turn if her only remaining kin was ripped away from her. Spurred on by a vision from his Goddess, the Priest launched a campaign to wrest power from the Valar and take New Caledonia for himself. To Níndari's horror, her own father wanted her to lead by his side as his wife. Mortified, Níndari finally stood up against him, and in her rage, finally [M]put to rest the demon that had plagued the Realm for so long; and, in turn, began the chain of events that led to New Caledonia's disbandment.
Traumatized, Nín fled to the Thistle Kingdom and was saved by a friend she had made at the Call to Court. After telling the Mafiosi everything she knew, she was granted amnesty and made a Salsolan proper. She is determined to learn all she can and prove her worth to the crown — and distract herself as much as possible from the life she left behind.
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Shaped by her past experiences, Níndari is much more withdrawn than she once was. This is not to say she isn’t personable, but she has learned to tread carefully and hold her aces close. Nín intentionally keeps her circle small, finding it difficult to fully trust new people — especially in the dog-eat-dog landscape of Salsola, where others’ motives are to be constantly questioned. Where she was once emotional and brash (which is not to say she never acts on impulse), Nín takes comfort in lingering in the background, observing and biding her time rather than hogging the spotlight. This patience lends itself nicely to her ever-improving skills in deception and hiding in plain sight. Despite her supposed introversion, Níndari, nevertheless, has a natural talent for wordsmithing and manipulation, though compared to others in Salsola that thrive in the very same field, she has yet to fully use these to her advantage. Keeping peers at arm’s length adds to her mysterious aura, and Nín speaks very selectively about her childhood in New Caledonia: she would like others to know as little about her as possible, really. Quite critical and downright mean at times, Nín has learned to keep her opinions to herself, opting to wear a neutral mask despite the disdain she may hold for someone; and though she often adopts a disinterested, occasionally prickly exterior, she is not incapable of genuinely caring for another person. Her bluntness is merely her way of showing this affection, as she has a strong aversion to physical touch and other traditional means of conveying “love” — a concept Níndari questions the validity of entirely after the horrific abuse she suffered at the hands of her father. |
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Subtle influences of wolf blood are entirely outshined by Nín’s doggish ancestry, though any particular breed is difficult to pin down. Willowy in all forms, the river nymph is wraith-like and slight, though there are hidden muscles beneath her silky fur. Her long ears naturally fold back, and her tail is plumed and feathery. Most often she can be found in her Optime form where she is long-legged and tall, carrying herself with a quiet confidence. Her silver hair is worn long, sporting a subtle wave; occasionally, she will wear messy braids fraught with flyaways and knots. From a distance, she very well could be mistaken for her late father, though her pelt is an overall darker iteration of his own, more akin to a bruise-blue hue. Slate bleeds into gray, then to denim, before finally bleaching into an off-white at her extremities and belly. Where the colors of her coat are rather drab, her eyes shine an icy, piercing blue, a trait passed down by her mother. More often than not, Níndari forgoes clothing, though she may wear simple, downtrodden attire when outside of Salsolan borders to better disguise herself. Her scent is typically that of sea salt or various aromatic flowers that all but obfuscate her place of origin. On the left side of her abdomen, there are remnants of where claws slashed through skin – though these are more so only felt rather than seen, as her long fur obscures them from sight. |
*colors may be exaggerated in artistic depictions
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* as far as Níndari is aware, she and Elemmírë are full-blooded sisters; however, in reality, they are half-siblings as they have different fathers.
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