Nora
The Basics
Full Name: Nora Dupuis, aka Lost Nora or Nora the Lost
Age: 28
Gender/Pronouns: female/she/her
Ethnicity: Sealgirl
Birthplace: The sea between Little Terreille and Sceval
Current Location: Paon
Profession: Puppy Wife
Caste: witch
Birthright Jewel: Tiger Eye (CUT 49)
Offering Jewel: -
Face Claim: Olivia Brower
The Body
Height: 5'5"
Body Type: Soft cuddles
Hair Color: Brown-blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Appearance:Youth incarnate. Nora is soft featured and soft bodied. Round face. Round hips. Curves and swells like a rolling sea. Her smile is as wide as the horizon, eyes brighter than clear water. Her every mood writ plainly on a sweet face. Her hair lightens in the sun and her skin freckles in it. Dark seal spots across browning skin.
She is more slender as a seal, though heavier. Muscle lean body with a slippery layer of blubber to keep her warm and boyouant. Grey furred and body splotched, eyes a merry brown instead of blue.
The Mind
Craft Strengths: 15/15+5+1 + 3 Shifter pts
Craft Weaknesses: Witchfire & Witchlight
Personality:As sweet as her face, Nora is often trying too hard to be older than she is, or not hard enough to be at least her age. Loving and eager, she wants very badly to be useful but falls short of the mark more than she makes it. Nothing ever quite right. Bread too flat. Soup too salty. Crooked seams. Damp laundry. The list goes on. Small imperfections that mar nearly every attempt.
She is easy to forgive, if you have the heart for forgiving. Nora is always sorry. Always ready to try again. Biddable, she does her best to listen, but sometimes temptation is too much to bear. A butterfly. A school of color fish. She is easily lost, quick to distraction. Always so grateful and sorry to be rescued. But the attention is nice. Usually. Depending on who does the rescuing.
The Backstory
Family:History:She was born to the open sea in a shallow boat. Mother too quick with labor, father too slow with his paddling no matter how fast he pumped his arms. Oars dropped into the sea when she emerged, red and squalling. Suddenly he had more important things to fill his hands with.
Little doubt she would belong to the water all her days. Her first steps toward the retreating tide rather than her calling mother. A paddler before she mastered running. Graceful in the water before she had her Jewel and the ability to master her second form. Tiger Eye found nestled in coral, darting fish leading the way.
She was good at little else, but Nora could swim. And she could shift. Hardly a breath of encouragement or instruction needed. And once she had mastered it, it was all she did. More often a seal than a girl. A seal more than a young woman. Raised with a family who loved her but did not know what to make of her. She was a good swimmer but not a great hunter of fish.
A master of changing skins but good at little else. When a riptide caught her and dragged her out into the sea, they did not chase her far or look hard. A week of effort spent hunting her before they gave up and returned to the safety of their channel. Sure she was dead. The open sea no place for a girl so bad at everything.
The Writer
Player Name: dergon/cole
Player Pronouns: she/her
Timezone: -6
Contact: PM or discord
How did you find us?: I was in the closet
Inactivity Instructions: Write out as needed or adopt.
