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Hush. Hush, they said. The weight of your crown will protect you, and all else shall sink beneath the sands. Listen deeply to Satakal, he will guide you as he devours the world and births another anew. Lay dormant and sleep like the sacred serpent as it basks atop a sunbaked stone, lay dormant and know patience eternal. Hush. Hush, they said. The weight of your crown will protect you. 

SCHOLAR, PRIESTESS, EXPLORER, HEIRESS

NAME: N'ayla Amun

FAMILY: at-Khaja

AGE: 23

HEIGHT: 5'4

WEIGHT: 139lbs

HAIR COLOR: Ebony

EYE COLOR: Amber

 

STATUS: Crown, Noble

BIRTHPLACE: Bergama

HOME: Satakalaam

 

DIETY: Satakal

SIGN: The Serpent

MAGIC: Unknown

SWORDSMAN: She is a Redguard raised traditionally. Taught the art of Swordsmanship from a young age, along with the mental and spiritual aspects of the craft. Thought by no means a master, N'ayla is certainly capable. She continues to practice daily, often with her father; a Crown Gallant and Swordcraft tutor himself.    

BASICS

SKILLS

PRIESTESS: Raised as a loyal follower of Tu'whacca, N'ayla is capable of performing burial rights, blessings and consecration. She does not hold any special rank or privilege at her young age, yet remains honored due to her dedication and commitment to her Gods. However, it is whispered she turned to the World Skin, Satakal.

NO SHIRA: Born to a noble house, N'ayla is skilled at communication, etiquette, and mannerisms. She knows how to play the good girl and hide anything that might be considered inappropriate. She understands coin, assets and trade well for her age, though is still by no means a master. 

N'AYLA, DEVOTEE OF SATAKAL

APPEARANCE

A whirlwind of raven hair cascades down her spine, lengthy and lightly curled. Often sprinkled with scented Alik’r oils far from overbearing. N’ayla wears little makeup, though her golden gaze is often fueled lined with ebony-hued kohl smudged to create a smokey eye. Her lips touched with soft rose rouge, left minimal and faint.

 

Her form is best described as that of the dancer. Curvy, feminine and toned due to her love of all things physical. She isn’t muscular, though bears a few subtle scars from memories long passed. One that traces from the back of her hand up her wrist, and another from hip to lower back. Neither particularly noteworthy.

 

N’ayla’s usual garb usually consists of simple yet regal desert fabrics and styles. She tends to favor black, gold and red hues, yet on days where the heat is oppressive, will take to flowing whites of light cotton and flax. Her clothing tends to be traditional, kept as close to Yokudan in nature as her people can remember. Though she does have practical leather items in her wardrobe.

PERSONALITY

She is noble; born into politics, polite mannerisms and a rich culture. In many ways, she remains what anyone would expect from a woman of her position. Kind, honorable, fair. She understands and even savors the concepts of grace and refinement. They are perhaps a part of a crowns charm. Her smile is well practiced, yet it is often genuine. Perhaps even innocent in many ways.  

 

The body is sacred, yet so is the mind. They work better when firmly integrated into each other. This is the basis of her sensuality, an understanding that her heart is just as valuable as her mind. To master the sword is to master yourself, yet the same could be said of anything. N’ayla appreciates this teaching, even if she is far from enlightened or at peace.

 

Like any man or woman, she has a side she doesn’t show the world. An inner darkness as much a part of her nature as the light. Yet due to her upbringing, this side remains shrouded in secrecy, rarely shown or acted upon. It can be petty, vengeful and proud. It can be vain, spiteful and cruel. Let it be known that gluttony runs in her family, a tendency to want more than one needs.

VANITY: REAL WORLD INSPIRATION

AESTHETIC

THEME SONGS

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