#◞◟ 𓎟𓎟 ✦ verse:orion.

[oceanprl]

⠀⠀🪸⋆ adisorn nerina; crown 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 of nymbralis !!

.ೃ࿔ , a mermaid found a swimming lad, picked him for her own, pressed her body to his body, laughed; and plunging down forgot in cruel happiness that even lovers drown.

.͙͘͡★ a private, closed verse of adisorn "adi" chakrii nerina, written for orionverse. follow the crown princess on a journey of self-expression, letting go of pre-dated ideas, exploring the skies, taking your first step on dry land & giving love a chance. — encompassed by the 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 , like the 𝐒𝐄𝐀 hugs the 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍.

⋆ story : adisorn chakrii, otherwise known as adisorn nerina, is the current standing crown princess of nymbralis, second in line for the throne to her brother. she is known across the realm of nymbralis for her beauty and quiet, reserved nature, along with her particular gift in healing. although nymbras are a closed off, somewhat secretive community, adisorn is spoken about between hushed whispers and sung in drunken songs within the many taverns across orion, and spoken as if she is the crowned jewel of the house of nerina; one is considered eternally lucky to set their eyes on her. from pouring her powers into nymbralis' many healing coral reefs, to attending foreign affairs to be 'easy on the eyes' during talks smothered with tension, to going on walks throughout the realm with her promised husband of house celesmaris, there is rarely a time she has a moment to herself, but, in the quiet of her pearly white room at the top of the east tower, adisorn wishes, hopes for a life she's never had; one filled with adventure.

⋆ appearance : adisorn was born "traditionally" male, but identifies as female since her 16th birthday, and is referred to as such; gender is not upheld to such high standards in nymbralis. she is slightly below in height (roughly 5'4), and is thin in her build. her hair is a washed out brown, her lower nape fins bringing flashes of iridescent green between sections, and the fins on her ears are quite large, iridescent and sea foam green in color. unlike other traditional kelpian mermaids, adisorn's tail is sea foam green in color due to her proximity to the surface, as well as her eyes that are big, and doll-like in nature. the scales across her skin glitter under both sun and moonlight, but only hug her waist and shoulders, and her nails, although longer than the usual human, are kept well trimmed and tidy. adisorn primarily stays within her mermaid form, so when she does change to her humanoid form, her skin is nearly clear of any scales manifesting, though her hands are webbed, translucent in color.

more tba over time.

[oceanprl]

#⃞⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀♥︎ ⠀⠀in reply to: @d3spite's jesse. lyriel's capitol, nighttime.

adisorn never liked lyriel. too closed off, too obnoxious, too dry, save for the corner of nymbralis she's deemed a safe haven within busy walled streets; a small fountain she's perched herself upon, a pool of gold dancing in lights upon her face. in some ways, she sees herself in the marbled aphrodite, water cupped between her hands, stuck in time, picture perfect in every curve of her body, a graceful smile across her lips— if only it was true, for her life would be all the more easier for it; because adisorn is all sharp edges and thorns under it all, sea foam turning to nettles in one's lungs; suffocating, barbed.

it's why she's better off alone, at least for now within the quiet of the night. 'pray, leave me be.' is what she told her guards, gaze stern enough for them to get the message; she wasn't exactly spoiled, but princess nerina often got what she asked for, no matter the reason. besides, she could look after herself if needs be, not just anyone was gutsy enough to approach a nymbra, never mind the crown princess; her arrival was spoken in whispered chatter and drunken song, spoken about as if she was a myth herself; oh, to be aphrodite, adorned with seashell, coin and foam.

—adisorn is very much aware of the large man nearby, she sensed his presence as soon as leaves crunched under his boots, the wind combing through his hair, the scent of burnt logs tickling her sensitive nose. she pays him no mind however, after all, a princess wasn't expected to speak to just anyone. at least, that's until he breaks the barrier between them, and adisorn can no longer train her eye on the face of the moon painted on honeyed waters of the fountain.

"hm?" she answers with a tone of slight disbelief, lifting her head as she's pulled out of her trance. he was...strange. his ears were large, his stature oddly lanky, all limbs; at least to adisorn who found his overall appearance to be...plain in comparison to nymbra— ah, he must be myrithinian. funny, adisorn had never learned of them to be so daring. it was intriguing to say the least, and he wasn't so bad to look at, either.

still, princess nerina has to keep her wits about her; this man could be anyone. motives unknown.

"are you a hunter?" she asks after a moment or so, her fingers dancing upon the water, eyes trained on them. "or...perhaps a merchant? what are you trying to sell?" hair falls down her shoulder once she looks up at the other once more, expression unassuming, unreadable. "because i can assure you, sir, my guards heed my every beck and call, they're doubtless watching me from that very tower, just waiting for someone to do something." and then she looks back down to pools of wishes, wondering why she is chasing her own excited heartbeat; maybe it's the thrill of it all, a thrill she's never known. "that's unless...you're actually interested in this little fountain."