Naadiya Anvari Lisuli

by **Naadiya** on January 14th, 2022, 2:28 am

Naadiya Anvari Lisuli

Mixed Human. Benshira + Svefra

26 years old, born 12th of Spring, 495 AV in Wadrass

Female

Weaver

Starting City: Syka

Naadiya stands at 5’7” with long wavy brown hair falling down to the middle of her back, though it is often covered with a scarf or braided. Her dusky face is unmarred and usually religiously cared for. Dark hazel eyes sit below heavy lashes and thick eye brows, almost always rimmed with kohl and quick to notice detail. And then, there were her hands... her small swift hands with their delicate fingers covered in callouses from looms and reigns and stained red and black from the fabric dyes.

Having only recently left her tribe for the first time, Naadiya tends to be cautious or quiet. Behind that, she she has a bawdy sense of humor, a poor head for numbers and a sharp ear for lies. She loves the wind by the sea, even during storms and hates sweet beverages. Having grown up in a Benshira tribe, Naadiya has appreciated fine pattern work and embellishments from an early age when she started training in her father’s trade of fabrics. There she learned to embroider and weave. She’s now traveling, searching for her father, or running from home, sometimes she can’t decide what truly drove her out of the desert.

Early Life: :

Born in Wadrass to a mother of the Kois tribe and a father of the Lisuli, Naadiya grew up riding and weaving. Her father had started a small enterprise where he’d buy small cuts of fabric and embroider and bead them with wonderful patterns and make small bags, hats and gloves he’d sell to outsiders at such high prices that his business did not take long to profit. Once he married his new wife began weaving fabrics for him having come from a family of weavers. Naadiya’s mother married quite young and is only 15 years her senior and the two were often mistaken for sisters when they’d sit at their looms weaving and singing. Naadiya has 5 sisters which made her mother extremely fertile for a Benshira, though she suffered through multiple miscarriages between the births of her daughters and her youngest two suffer from physical ailments. It had been hoped that the fruit would not fall far from the tree, but Naadiya did not inherit her mother’s fertility and after three years and three husbands (none of whom she cared for too deeply) she gave up on the path of motherhood and dove instead into her weaving. Raising six daughters and no sons, Naadiya’s father made sure his daughters could defend themselves if need be. Naadiya chose the bow, her fingers warming to it quickly as they had to the loom. After her father died, and as she neared her own end, Naadiya’s mother confessed to her that he hadn’t been her biological father.

She’d been his second wife and there was already suspicion that he might have been infertile, but when they met, Naadiya’s mother fell in love. Her father, however, still had reservations. He had married his first wife for love and when they couldn’t have children their relationship began to strain. His first wife eventually became ill and died but before her passing, arrangements were already made for his second marriage. Her mother was one of 4 siblings and so he thought the match was favorable for her potential fertility above all else. Nearly a half a year had passed since the marriage and still no baby. Desperate to keep the marriage together Naadiya’s mother took extreme measures. Whenever they were by the coast, she’d sleep with a sailor or a pirate in the hopes that she’d become full with child. As she’d had six offspring, her prayers seemed to have been answered. Though, in all likelihood this may have been how she contracted the disease that later took both her life and that of her husband.

With both parents dead and her sisters all either getting married or taking over the family business, Naadiya could think of nothing else but the box her mother had left behind. A box filled with trinkets and tokens. Six objects. One for each child, from each father. Not wanting to destroy the memory of what her sisters’ believed their family to have been, or tarnish her sisters standing in the community for having been bastard children, Naadiya took the box and kept it hidden. She hadn’t recognized any of the objects except for one. A wooden compass with a pattern of fish scales around its side and a carved image of something resembling a dolphin or whale with thin delicate letters circling around it. She couldn’t read the words but it seemed clear this had belonged to a seaman, not a nomad. Naadiya could remember playing with it as a child but couldn’t recall at what point the toy had disappeared.[/indent]

Leaving Home: :

The next time her tribe neared the coast, Naadiya stayed. She took one of her fathers camels, her traveling supplies, as much food as she could carry and as much money she could hide and went in search for a ship, and hopefully someone who would recognize the compass and point her in the right direction. She spend nearly a season in Wadrass, scavenging to not deplete her food supply and waiting for a ship until finally one arrived. No one on the ship recognized the designs of the compass, nor could they help her in finding where it may have come from but they did confirm that it was of Svefra making, telling her the inscription on the underside read “From waters cold to dunes of old, the winds will sing forever”. In the hopes that one Svefra ship would easily run into another, Naadiya bartered with the wrinkled, salty captain for passage on the ship. After raising her price twice and begging in a most undignified manner, she reached an agreement.

They sailed for what seemed to be ages and made port twice but Naadiya had no luck in her search. She hadn’t been able to bring her camel aboard so Naadiya sold him to help pay for her trip but the voyage turned out lonelier than expected. She had dealt with Svefra before when her people stopped by the sea and traded but she quickly realized how limited her Fratava was. She had the words to describe in detail different fabrics and colors. She could count relatively high, able to jokingly keep adding zeros to the end of a sum. She could also very clearly introduce herself, even if her pace is probably on par with a Svefra child. While she did speak more Common, it was also trade focused and they wanted to talk about the sea, the creatures they’d seen, the places they’d been and the vastness they had experienced. Naadiya had never before left the dessert and didn’t know many of the words they used and before long she got the feeling they were getting tired of her.

Their conversations were mostly them stopping mid speech to explain one thing or another or teach her new words and that could get tiresome. Her Common speech improved steadily but even then it seemed that conversation got stale. They tired of her staggered speech and the scented oils in her hair and tired of her taking up space on their ship. In truth she was tired of them as well. The constant bobbing was very new and Naadiya learned it was no fun sensation, losing her breakfast more than once. The smell of salt and wetness and fish that clung to the air bellow deck kept her stomach from ever feeling quite settled. But, the wind. Oh, the glorious wind. When she held onto the taffrail and felt the cool wind whip her hair back and spray her face with ocean mist, Naadiya felt more alive than ever before. Could she trade the dessert for the sea? They were nearing their next stop, the rapidly growing, fledging town of Syka. The older captain that allowed her aboard in the first place approached her the day they reached the port and smiling jovially as she stood next to her, both of them looking people moving large boxes off the ship onto the dock. He put a heavy hand on her shoulder and said “Okay girl. Good bye now.”

Stunned, Naadiya did not know what to say at first. It took her a minute to even decide what language to reply in. What language had he just spoken to her in? Seeing the confusion that washed over her face, his smile began to wane, his eyebrows coming together in confusion to match hers. “Here you can look for him. It’s the best I can do, you can’t stay aboard forever. Ask around, and show your compass… not too much and not too freely. And should you find someone who has answers for you, you keep my name out your mouth.”

Now, with way more questions than when she’d left home, Naadiya walked down the dock in a daze. Many conflicting thoughts swam through her head at speeds too quick for the seeds to root as her feet carried her forward.

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by **Naadiya** on January 14th, 2022, 10:31 pm

Knowledge

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Lore: :

by **Naadiya** on January 14th, 2022, 11:44 pm

Ledgers

Spring of 522 AV Ledger: :

521 AV Ledger: :

by **Naadiya** on January 15th, 2022, 1:25 am

Wardrobe

Tops

-White linen long sleeve SP
-Undyed Linen Sleeveless Chemise
-Sleeveless Isuas Chemises1 black, 1 white 1 red
-Long sleeved Isuas Blouse1 black, 1 white, 1 red, 1 teal

Bottoms

-Tan harem wool pants SP
-Undyed Linen Long SkirtWith a mended hole, and tiny blue embroidered flowered
-Isuas Skirt1 black, 1 white, 1 red, 1 tan
-Isuas Pants1 black, 1 white, 1 red, 1 tan

Dresses

-Isuas Dress1 black, 1 white, 1 red, 1 teal

Coats

-Colorful camel wool cloak SP
-Isuas Robe1x Teal with fringed sleeves and hem

Footwear

-Brown leather boots SP
-Undyed Sisal Sandals
-Leather High Boots1 black

Accessories

-Leather Gloves1 black
-Isuas Headscarf1 white, 1 black, 1 red

Mundane Jewelry

-1 Pair of Silver Earrings
-1 Silver Armband
-4 Silver Rings
-5 Silver Bracelets

Magical Jewelry

Magical Sykan Trinket	Acquired Winter 12, 521. A single earring with a white turquoise stone that hangs in the center of a silver ring with dangling silver tassels around it. Grants Naadiya the ability to distinguish when someone is telling a lie by signaling her with a ringing in the ear.
Charm Bracelet	Acquired Spring 20, 522. Gold. It's an indestructible silver chain, bracelet. The clasp is worked to be the shape of two cat's heads biting a ring.
Anklet of Tracking Evasion	Spring 522 Calendar Reward. Anklet of Tracking Evasion - When worn, this woven leather anklet holding multiple semi-precious gemstones, prevents the wearer from being tracked through urban or wilderness areas. They simply leave no trace.

Charm Bracelet

Cat Charm	Acquired Spring 20, 522. Gold. Permanently attached to the bracelet as it also functions as the clasp. Allows Naadiya to appear as a friend or ally to any feline. Allows her to understand the feelings of an animal she is in contact with in an empathic sort of way.
X-Shaped Charm	Spring 75, 522. Rose Gold. This charm, when fondled, brings memories into clarity as if you are reliving them at that very moment. When Naadiya releases the charm, things will go back to normal though she will retain the memory relived vividly.
Key Charm	Acquired Spring 70, 522. Bronze. This tiny little key will open any normally locked door. It does not open magically locked doors. It works by transforming itself, when grasped, into the perfect key that fits only that lock.
Bent-arm Cross Charm	Acquired Spring 74, 522. Silver. When Naadiya is extremely fatigued, she can activate this charm and her mental and physical energy levels will return to their normal well-rested state. This charm can be used once per ten-day period.
Messenger Bag Charm	Acquired Spring 73, 522. Copper. It holds the contents of a standard leather messenger bag of 13"x18"x5". When Naadiya touches items with the charm, the charm will store the items within itself. To retrieve an item, she only has to think of it and it will appear in her hand.
Worn Leaf Charm	Acquired Spring 67, 522. Brass. It looks like a wavy, tattered autumn leaf. Instead of falling based on her weight and speed, the charm allows Naadiya to fall as if she was a light gracefully shed autumnal leaf.

by **Naadiya** on March 12th, 2022, 4:42 pm

Inventory

Books

-JournalPurchased as a blank notebook, Naadiya has begun filling its pages with miscellaneous notes.
-Recipe BookPurchased as blank notebook, Naadiya has begun filling its pages with recipes for cosmetics and other self care products transcribed from her mother's messy notes as well as new ones gathered and created by Naadiya herself.
-Pattern BookPurchased as blank notebook, Naadiya has begun filling its pages with ideas for patterns, prints and color combinations for weaves, embroidery designs and braiding styles.

Kits

-Toilette KitHeirloom. Belonged to deceased mother. A portable sampler of soaps, perfumes, creams, powders, lotions, a mirror and applicators. It is the perfect set for anyone attempting to enhance their attractiveness.
-Hair KitContains combs, hairpins, false hair, brushes, lye and colorings. It is a simple way to enhance attractiveness. This kit can also be used as an improvised disguise kit if a true disguise is unavailable. Must have the Disguise Skill though to use the kit in that manner.
-Embroidery KitA small leather kit containing a pair of snips, embroidering hoops, thimble, embroidering needles, stabilizing cloth silk floss, a small collection of basic patterns.
-Sewing KitSmall leather kit containing tape measure, scissors, needles, needle threader, fasteners, fabredles, a thimble, spool of thread, glue, small pencil and a few sheets of paper, assorted buttons, tailor's tape all for general sewing and fabric repair. A piece of folded paper baring basic instructions for a variety of sewing techniques is also included. The sewing kit is useful for making basic garments and does not include cloth.
-Food Preservation KitA preserving kit includes salt, a variety of sheets of varying layers, a tool for creating sawdust, jars and other assorted preserving supplies

Survival

-1 Waterskin
-1 Backpack-1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap)
-Food for a week
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
-Breath bag
-Rucksack

Mundane Tools

-Loom
-CompassA wooden compass, carved with motifs of waves and sea life. It had a hinge but is missing whatever part once broke off. Naadiya believes this to have been a memento of her birth father.
-Charcoal sticks (10)

Magical Tools

The Listener: Anita Inka	Acquired Spring 70, 522. An iridescent, black feather quill with a white golden filigree grip with the name 'Anita Inka' scrawling in calligraphic etchings. When Naadiya asked it to, the quill begins taking notes for her, copying her every word. Depending on Naadiya's mood, the ink will be different colors.
Bottomless Purse of Miza Exchange	Acquired Spring 73, 522. It appears to be made of brown felt with a gold stitch drawstring that is used to keep the purse closed when not in use. Throw unknown magics, it can store an unlimited amount of mizas or other coinage depending on your region and can automatically convert those coins to any other currency needed.
Small Cosmetics Bag	Challenge Reward. This purple velvet cosmetic bag has a new cosmetic or hair item that materializes in it once per day. If it is not retrieved, the item does not reset. But if say a jar of lipstick appears and is removed, the next day eye khol might appear. It will rarely be the same cosmetic or if it is, the shade will be drastically different. The cosmetic item may be application-type cosmetic items such as face powder puffs and eyeshadow brushes. The items from the bag do not vanish, though all the product can be used from their containers.

Coupon Bank

-Exotic Pet Coupon

Weapons

Simple Fias	Simple sets of fias. left and right hand sets.
Ornate Fias	Right Hand- Transformer: Transforms into a mundane item of clothing or jewelry upon command. Commanding Presence: Enhances one's force of personality; more intimidating, persuasive, seductive, etc. (+5 bonus to Intimidation, Persuasion and Seduction while wielded/held) Left Hand- Transformer: Transforms into a mundane item of clothing or jewelry upon command. Universal Translator:Translate any language spoken to the wielder so long as the wielder keeps its hands on it. (Does not allow the wielder to speak the language)

by **Naadiya** on June 16th, 2022, 4:38 pm

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