#nissa diaval

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Herein I commit the chronicle of the traveler. Shepherd to the stars in the dark. Voidbound now, Azem, Fourteenth before the shards.

Before time, before the Source and everything we know, they were there. The makers. And amongst them, there was Azem.

A wandering spirit unable to sit still in their own venerable seat at the convocation... Someone warm and bright like the Sun.

Someone once called Artemis. Someone that didn't shatter, but refracted, like light through a crystal.

The Ancient's tale makes me emotional still. Yeah. So I rescued a pic I made of Azem while I was playing Endwalker, and made a bit of lore for her. I'll make more probably, because that's a valid coping mechanism apparently.

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Weapons of choice: Dark Knight.

My first, and as for now, only tank I'm confortable with. I only gave it a try because a friend told me the job story was good, and... Oof, she was right. I adore struggling heroes, and getting bits and pieces of lore about Au Ras in Isghard was fantastic. It made me love the city even more... And planted a seed of what would be Nissa's backstory.

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In other news:

Local Xaela’s jaw drops as she beholds new wife.

World-saving, demon-dealing and cute-dramatic shenanigans might will ensue.

I just... Love how Nissa looks at Zero in awe there. Because she has been hunting voidsent for so long, she can hardly believe anyone of them might be more than a rabid beast... And then, the potentially worst of them all, the one who was cruel enough to be an ally of Zenos just... Goes poof, and becomes pretty. Very pretty. I have to headcanon Y���sthola laughing in the background looking at the scene, while Stenien and Varshahn look a little lost.

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There is no rest for the wicked,

and not for me either.

Something is stirring beyond the veil...

Shall we hunt together again?

Back to Isghard for summer, from the end of the world... Back to hunting for a house, and for treasure, and for voidsent. I would wonder if the hunt is ever going to end... If I didn’t love it so much.

So... Yeah. Screenshot storm incoming, because the Void, and the voidsent, and muy wif... I mean! Zero. Yeah. That. But first! I had these old, more light-hearted screens, so I thought they would make a nice transition. (Also I love that dress, so bear with me please).

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I really loved this moment in the story. These two are, for me, slowburn and comfort ship incarnate.

you should reblog this with pics of your oc x canon ships, i wanna see em.

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Weapons of choice: Summoner.

This one is pretty recent. I always liked the idea of Summoners, but... Not so much the low mobility and next to no armor playstyle. But it’s very fun, once you get it! 

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Weapons of Choice: Red Mage.

I really like the Red Mage, it’s a very fun class... And part of my ever-growing problem with incompatible glamour plates. Not that it stopped me from farming Eden in order to earn this getup.

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Weapons of choice: Reaper.

The Nissa I rp is basically only a rogue and a reaper, but WOL!Nissa is a bit more... Versatile. I’ll be posting my current glams for each class, like a collection of sorts.

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Smart, blue Sapphire too.

Not the one I would have chosen,

But I'll take it. Thank you!

Thanks for the @ 🖤!

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦? 𝔑𝔦𝔮𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢

𝔖𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔢

You are sapphire. You possess a strong emotional intelligence that, combined with your sharpened mental acuity and reasoning skills make you a wonderful psychologist, counselor, or therapist.

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If the world was ending,

would you still dance with me?

As the sun went down in the horizon for the last time, a noblewoman and her knight looked over their doomed world. Heroes went mad, stars fell and reality shattered... But they could still hear music. So they danced. Until their last breath, until death claimed all they knew... They stayed together in life, and they stayed together in rebirth.

Even if they lost all semblance of humanity... They would not lose each other.

So... Yeah. Nissa’s shard in the Thirteenth, living her last moments before all fell and became the Void. She was a minor noblewoman, living mostly in the lap of luxury and having all she wanted. She was a bit of a spoiled rich girl, really. But she had Nobuyuki at her side, her sworn knight... Welp, at least she was her knight oficially. *cof cof*. Anyways, Nobu is a friend’s character, and I love her to pieces, so she had to be part of the lore.

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Fancy a deal with the devil?

Non canon content, but... There they are. The viera is another rp partner, a black mage turned prop against his will named Valferon.

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Nissa Diaval [LFRP]

BASICS –––

◈ Name: Nissa Diaval, previously known as Nissa Dalamiq.

◈ Age: 24 years old.

◈ Birthday: 30 Sun of the Third Umbral Moon.

◈ Race: Au Ra Xaela, from the Dalamiq tribe.

◈ Gender: Female.

◈ Sexuality: Bisexual.

◈ Marital Status: Single.

◈ Server: Lousoix. (Chaos Data Center).

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE –––

◈ Hair: Pure white, straight and short. It covers partially one of her eyes.

◈ Eyes: Purple, with pure white limbal rings product of accidental over-exposure to Light-aligned aether. They used to be black.

◈ Height: 153 cm.

◈ Build: Very toned and slender, with narrow hips and a medium chest.

◈ Distinguishing Marks: Deep purple freckles under her eyes. Very long, barbed tail. Curved, symmetrical horns, and very dark scales. She has some small silvery scars in her body, the most important of them a diagonal cut in her torso.

◈ Common Accessories: Two metal rings around the end of her horns. A silver necklace under her clothes, with a black crystal. A single blue earring, with a Menphina symbol in silver.

ABOUT –––

Rumors travel quickly around the Holy See of Isghard. Rumors about a shadow prowling the rooftops, about voidsent surges silenced before they can even abandon their crypts… And priceless treasures vanishing from noble vaults without trace. Rumors about someone, somewhere, making sure to keep things balanced. Taking and giving, killing and saving. They say that person is a mercenary under a mysterious organization, others say it’s a ghost… Or multiple people, working all in tandem. Only the first ones get it, and only half right.

Because Nissa doesn’t consider herself a mercenary, even if she often takes money for her deeds. She’s just a guardian, a huntress armed with two blades and years of running and fighting for her life. Born in the distant city of Terncliff to the Dalamiq clan, her family was hunted down as soon as Dalamud fell, for they adored the Moon as their goddess. Her father didn’t survive. To escape, the rest of them took a ship to the nearest Eorzean city: The Holy See of Isghard. The sailors in the ship gave them special glamour prisms that made them look like elezen, so they could disappear among the common population… Just in case. And immediately, Nissa started selling her services as a voidsent hunter to keep the rest alive and well, out of the slums. Having been trained by her father and a Doma-born shinobi back in Terncliff, her fighting style made her stand out amongst her peers… While giving her the capability to run another business in the back: Being a thief for hire, or more commonly, retrieving relics from the crypts filled with heretics and selling them for hefty prices. Relics that would be considered beyond blasphemous if she ever got caught… And she did.

Her prism failed during a mission, revealing her true appearance and race to the rest. She wasn’t only dragon-like, she lied to them… And introduced dangerous cargo in the city. So she was prosecuted, and sentenced to a few (tens of) years in prison. Or she would be, if she failed the trial by combat.

Nobody really knows how she did it. She won, technically, and she cheated for sure because she went up a reowned knight. But she was left off the hook… And the scare eased off her greed quite a bit, limiting her to haunting monsters, not you know… Valuables. Mostly. Well, she hasn't been caught again, okay?

She has since met a group of mercenaries, kindred spirits, and started travelling with them. Little by little, the survivor made criminal is becoming a true adventurer.

PERSONAL –––

◈ Profession: Voidsent hunter and relic thief.

◈ Hobbies: Card games, gardening, knife collecting.

◈ Languages: Common (spoken and just a little reading), xaela tribal language.

◈ Residence: An always-booked room in the Forgotten Knight in Isghard. She also has a thief den/safe house in Limsa Lominsa.

◈ Birthplace: Werlyt, Terncliff.

◈ Religion: Born in the Dalamiq religion, who worshipped Dalamud. She has an ongoing crisis of faith lately.

◈ Patron Deity: Halone, The Fury.

◈ Fears: To be hunted down, like it happened in Isghard at first. To lose her freedom.

RELATIONSHIPS –––

◈ Spouse: None.

◈ Children: None.

◈ Parents: Altani Dalamiq (Mother, alive), Jebke Dalamiq (Father, dead).

◈ Siblings: N/A.

◈ Other Relatives: N/A.

◈ Pets: A fat cat named Catpuccino and a griffin who she uses as her main mount. She uses a little automaton to aid her on missions.

TRAITS –––

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

HABITS –––

◈ Smoking Habit: No.

◈ Drugs: No.

◈ Alcohol: Sometimes, in fact only when celebrating something. She has rather expensive tastes for a thief.

CHARACTER HOOKS –––

◈ Guardian of Balance: Nissa’s main job, and source of both money and personal fulfillment. Her main way to care for the world she loves is to protect it from spiraling into darkness, one hunt at a time. She both stops summonings as soon as she finds them, and fights off beings from beyond the realm when it’s too late.

◈ Know thy enemy: Being of humble descent, Nissa didn’t get a formal education when she was young. But now, she has the resources and peace necessary… And has taken special interest in void magic and its workings to perfect her craft.

◈ Lost and found: Nissa can be hired to “recover” (read: also steal) ancient relics. The line between graverobbing and archeology is very thin, and this Au Ra disregards it completely and deliberately.

◈ Daughter of Dalamud: An enemy to all garleans, for they were responsible of her father’s lynching and banishing her family from their home. Fights will be picked on sight, specially if said garlean has a penchant for considering Au Ras savages or even beast tribes.

◈ Shadow of Steel: A mysterious shade who seeks to protect people who cannot protect themselves. Even if the Church has lost most of her power nowadays, Nissa is still vigilant both at home and in her travels.

◈ Blood Brothers: The ties of the clan run strong even in the distance. If you are also a Dalamiq, she will love to meet you even if only to talk and know what happened to the rest of her wayward clan.

◈ Once upon a Time: Anything and everything else can be discussed.

OUT OF CHARACTER THINGS AND CONTACT INFORMATION –––

I’m comfortable with most violent topics, as long as they are not sexual in nature. As for contact information, you can find me either here, or in-game, in the Lousoix server.

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So. What's next for our humble adventurer?

I could say something.

Go back to places that need healing, places unknown.

Continue the story, towards a new dawn.

But now, first... I need to go back home.

There are so many friends to come back to, to celebrate that we still live... To dream of adventures to come.

First of all: Endwalker left me in the exact mood to just crawl under a blanket and cry a river wide enough to cause another Calamity.

Second of all: Meet Catpuccino, Nissa’s cat. She usually stays in her safe house in Limsa Lominsa, while her owner just goes into her crime/saving stuff business. She is an excellent cuddlething, and thank god because both Nissa and I need it.

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This? This doesn’t look like my place...

The treasures I seek are golden, not yellowed paper.

But maybe I can keep you company fo the time being.

One thing I enjoy about this place is the silence. I feel comfortable with it... But only in certain measure. I would rather see the world with my own eyes, you know?

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I am still doing them, thank you in advance! And have your own! - 6. a  kiss  as  a  warning.

Oh, how much did she love that part of the city.

The high, pale spires, sinking in the night sky like fangs. Herself, gliding and jumping, running and stalking the rooftops… Free, in her own forgotten dominion. A thief no more… Mostly. But still, a creature of night, someone robed in simple dark clothes and enamored only of her own pair of daggers and money. Surely. Mostly… Probably.

She thought at first it was a marble statue. Nearly impossible, because she knew all of them by heart… And no ishgardian sculptor was good enough to have made her. The drapes of her white dress, the ivory skin glistening under the moonlight… The inky scales, framing her face like a lace veil, pulled apart. Something was so wrong with that. With her. Because she dressed like a noble, because she had the poise and the gravitas of one… But still, was like her, an au ra. Because she was one of them… And still, whispered between the archways near the cathedral, next to a faceless rat from the Brume. Coin and rumours were exchanged, information that would become a weapon… Soon to be lodged into some rival’s throat. But not before those piercing white eyes, mirrors of her own… Pierced her, through the gloom of that night. Nissa thought she had been careful, as silent as ever. And she had. But curiosity and fascination are a dangerous couple… And she had been caught staring. Staring, and with a gold necklace strapped in her belt, shiny and precious and stolen.

She might as well own her mistake, then. She bowed, a playful display of fake courtesy… And disappeared, her own aether hiding her body while she made her escape.

Some weeks passed, but she didn’t forget. How, even after being accepted in that holy and bloody city… She still felt eyes on her back, voices murmuring prayers warding against monsters like her. How then, had she done it? How could she reign, with such tranquility… And why would she dirty her hands with that kind of person? Perplexity and concern (for her… Safety?) danced, hand by hand in her mind… To the tune of something else. Of something more, hidden in the glimmer of those moon eyes.

…

Eventually, the former won that battle. Not by virtue of her disquiet being less… But because nothing else could have surprised Nissa more, than her next patron: Baron Samdon de Davaront, and his respectable wife. Wife who stood there, across the room, clad in black silk and the aroma of mystery. Thank the Goddess, she knew her contract beforehand, because the Baron could have been speaking Hingan and the au ra wouldn’t have noticed. Not until he concluded by introducing her… To the baroness herself. Miahka.

The bow that evening was the same. But, this time… The dark-haired woman would be able to see the small, devilish smile that her recently hired hunter would wear. A smile crowned with two small fangs, that only grew when the late thief lowered herself to kiss her hand.

“It’s a true pleasure meeting you… Again.” Improper? Maybe. But she couldn’t resist the irony, the twist and turn. And the baron was already preoccupied with something else, anyways. However it was… That kiss by cold, soft lips, sealed a secret between them. A warning… Of not betraying that, in order to not be betrayed.

Yay, first rp ask-thing!

Dear God, this was long. But hey, I   enjoyed writing it, and I hope you like reading it. I tried to do Mia   justice, in all her mysterious, femme-fataleness. Thank you very much   for sending the ask! 🖤

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Sometimes, winter and war are the same.

Don’t you think so, Isghard?

You just try not to die alone and forgotten...

And just a little warmth can save you.

I just miss home now. But first... I have a job to do, endless as it seems. So be it, then. Even if I have to cut my way through the sky.

Sooo.... I’m screaming a lot about Endwalker. I love this expansion beyond all reason, and I’m only in the level 83 quests. But yeah, the cold waste that is Garlemald fills me with sadness, and WOL!Nissa is torn about well... Everything. So have a couple of screens with the glam that I put together for her: The coat might save her from frostbite, but nothing can cover the emotional damage.