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AppearanceRace: Human, Svefra
Gender: Female
Age: Eighteen (as of 55th of Fall)
Birthday: 55th of Fall 498 AV
Birthplace: The Suvan
Employment: tbd / pending
Appearance: Nacira is a slender young Svefra woman with bright blue eyes and long dark hair. Her skin is lightly sunkissed with a smattering of freckles across her nose, shoulders and knees. She stands a bit on the shorter side of 5'4" and is on the slender side with only subtle curves to her name.
She tends to wear billowy Svefra-esque clothing, preferring loose tunics and trousers or peasant shirts and loose skirts that she can pull about and buckle to keep it up and out of the way when wading through water. While she tends to prefer to go barefoot she does have a pair of boots tucked into her Casinor somewhere too. Her hair is usually tucked into a sash or scarf with her bangs sticking out the front.
Character ConceptNacira is a pleasant individual who seems to encompass many common Svefra ideals. She is always happy to celebrate just about anything with just about anyone. If you can forgive her cultural oddities she is willing to befriend just about anyone of any race so long as she know how to have fun, or at least are willing to come along for the ride. While she is Svefra first and foremost, she has been raised to understand some outsider culture, such as that not all Humans have the same idea of a lack of ownership that Svefra tend to, so while she typically does not believe that something belongs to someone if it's just sitting there, she's since learned the time and place to exercise that concept.
Despite her happy go lucky mentality, she tends to have moments of somber thought. She lost her entire pod recently when their Lia wanted to make a trip into the greater oceans surrounding Mizahar. It was truly an accident, but it effected her deeply and in the last year she has been trying to find a new pod that fits. It has proven difficult because seeing every new pod and interacting with them reminds her of what she lost.
Character HistoryNacira was born to the Whiterapid Pod that primarily hung out in the Northern part of the Suvan. She did occasionally make their way out of the Suvan and to ports like Zeltive from time to time, but they tended to stay in the Suvan as most of their vessels were Casinors, with only the Lia and her immediates sailing in something larger. Nacira's mother was a seventeen year old Svefra named Jirayne Whiterapid, who was the niece of the Lia of the pod. Her father was a newly welcomed Svefra from another pod named Finnegan. It was a fleeting fancy that broke off on good terms and Nacira was able to grow up knowing both her parents, as well as the rest of the pod.
It was, for a Svefra, a happy childhood. She never wanted to company or attention and she often spent her time either playing with cousins and later on siblings on the boats, or when they docked in a port, playing with the dolphins and otters that followed the pod. She bonded with her first Tavan at the age of four, it was a small otter that befriended her then.
For the most part her life was normal. As a teenager she was eventually given a Casinor so she could venture off when she liked, or stay back when the rest went to port. She and her aging Otter Tavan would fish and play, ocassionally going on little trips to visit the southern Suvan (she enjoyed the weather there much more) and even exploring the beaches of Falyndar, but never stray too far from her boat, always keeping it in eyesight. It was during this time she received her Pod tattoo as well,
of an orca as the Lia's Pardisa was an Orca and many of her older children bonded to that orcas pod.
In the summer of 515 her Lia decided to head for Zeltiva. Everything seemed routine for them, but Nacira had little interest in the stuffy port city with its sailors guild and university, so she opted to stay back. Her Lia arranged for a friendly pod to check in with her from time to time until they returned and then they left. It seemed things were going as planned until they hit Rockward Island and got caught in a storm. As far as Nacira is aware they all perished, either thrown off their boats and drowned in strong currents, or their ships sent right into rocks and destroyed.
Since then she has sailed the Suvan looking for a new pod and trying to get over her loss. Part of her blames herself for not being there with them, for not returning to Laviku with her family. She also feels anger at being left behind with their deaths. With her being the last Whiterapid.
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