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Description
(original: http://simplehouse.sakura.ne.jp/game/bl30/bl30a.jpg)
As much as she tries to hide it, Nikki has hauntingly beautiful looks. The natural elven grace combined with the human vitality make for a dynamic 5 foot 3, 130 pound blonde with deep green eyes, large breasts and a slim waist.
Personality
Nikki has learned to be naturally suspicious of most people before trusting them, for anyone can be an agent of the knights who captured and exploited her in the first place. She avoids giving anything away about such things as where she's going, except to people who need to know such things.
Equipment
Nikki has learned to wield a spear with some proficiency, but not to the extent that a dedicated fighter might. She tends to travel heavily for a mage, with multiple changes of clothes (the better to disguise her appearance), and each of her robes offers protections from different sorts of weather.
History
Nikki was a promising student at the Academy, when a raid was conducted by an order of knights intent on wiping out the next generation of what they considered to be a corrupt organization that cared only for money and not for the safety of "innocents." Nikki managed to talk her way out of being executed outright, but her days were soon filled with torture and rape. Her magic got stronger as she got older, and one day she blasted her way to freedom. The knights have pursued her ever since.
Nikki Oceantide walks in daintily. Her features suggest elven blood, but it's hard to tell whether she's dressing to protect herself from the cold or to simply conceal her identity. As anyone who might have known her in the past will tell you, she's got a body one would recognize anywhere. If only she would show it off more...
Hmm...a shame that there doesn't seem to be a bartender on duty at the moment.
Why, I believe I did. Something light and fruity, preferably something from an elven community. What would you recommend?
Ugh, not drow make. If it's all you have, I'll try it, though.
Nikki Oceantide digs in one of her many pockets, producing a nondescript doeskin pouch that contains a modest number of gold coins. "Two of these should do the trick, right?"
Hmm...I smell the stench of the undead. While I appreciate your bar's policy of no violence within its walls, could we at least...
Nikki Oceantide hears the sickening sound of one zombie dying, only to be greeted with the sound of another entering.
Actually, I am a half-elf.
Nikki Oceantide pulls away her hood to reveal deep green eyes, and a beautiful face only blemished by the stains of many tears.
Nikki Oceantide graciously accepts the drink. While she carries a spear with her, it's obvious that she uses it more as a walking stick than as a weapon of war, as evidenced by the lack of calluses on her hands.
Ah, but I'll be willing to bet that few half-elves have a story behind them like I do. It's eating me up inside having to keep it a secret, but I've heard bartenders have heard it all before.
((God, you people and auto-hitting on the poor zombies.))
Nikki Oceantide proceeds to tell Fuatari the story of her life, which can be summed up by looking at her profile.
For once, I agree with the undead one. It is not his fault he is what he is today.
I hate zombies as much as the next guy, but I can only imagine that they're leaving one heck of a mess for the janitor.
Nikki Oceantide pays for the Forest Special, then decides to leave. While she was here for a peaceful drink, it was obvious that this place was anything except peaceful.
Nikki Oceantide comes in wearing a vivid blue robe that looks completely dry despite the fact that it's pouring rain outside. The rest of her that has been exposed to the downpour, however, has not been so lucky.
Nikki Oceantide does not seem to have the callused, muscular hands of one who is well-practiced with a weapon in one's hands, but her talents were in other directions. The fact that there was a roof over her head limited her power greatly, and this electricity user looked like one to look out for.
Nikki Oceantide lowers the hood on her blue robe, revealing deep green eyes, the hallmark of elven descent, as well as luscious, straight brown hair, in order to get a better view of the strange red light that seemed to make itself known in the bar.the lightning user was up to something...lightning was never that color on its own.
Nikki Oceantide knew it. That guy was up to no good. "What the hells? You should try to control that gift of yours, lightning user!"