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Nissa Rosetta

The inactive but curious fairy.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by TheChildrenOfAPocketUniverse, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Nissa.

Age: 20 (which by the age of fairies is quite young.)

Age Appearance/Attitude: 8.

Gender: Female.

Birthplace: Wing City Lake: Beach.

Race/Main: Fairy.

Appearance: Only stands at a height of only twice the size of a normal spoon. She is quite skinny since she doesn't eat that often. She has short greyish lavender hair with eyes the same colour. She always wears a light pink puffy dress with flower patterns with a deep purple cardigan also with flower patterns, Her overall clothing is really basic for a fairy. Her fairy wings are also really basic. She often has flowers on her head.

Personality & What she does: For a fairy she has a very lazy and carefree attitude which is why she doesn't really leave her home place (Wing City Lake's Beach) though she is curious about Wing City; She often talks to people who are walking around the beach so she can get information about the other places in Wing City. Generally she just simply flies around the lake and beach, sometimes plays in the always flowing water. She is not really easy to anger or upset but easy to excite especially when it comes to learning about new things. She is unintelligent though surprising she can act very quickly but she just isn't that informed on that much mostly due to not wanting leave her comfort zone and only discover things by hearing from other people.

Likes: The flowing water of the beach, Learning or finding new information, Interacting with the people who walk by, Sleeping, Flowers, and Wing City.

Dislikes: Leaving the Beach and Moving around as its tiring for her.

Quote:
So what else do you know about Wing City? Oh, that sounds like fun!

So begins...

Nissa Rosetta's Story

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Mycenia Character Portrait: The Mystic
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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ hello i'm death ”

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Ignas chuckled at the notion, "You're death, huh? I have to say I'm more a fan of you than your followers at the bar."

He looked about the forest warily knowing the history of this place on his way over. There were creatures here and he could see why the wine the boss wanted was rare. Even if the winery was under new ownership.

He extended a hand, "Pleased to meet you, Miss death. I'm Ignas."

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The shadow of Daemala stretched unnaturally longer than the other shadows of the Cursed Wood. Though her own nails were manicured long, the hands of her shadow closer resembled talons. Her bones were sharper than they used used to be. She watched the two exchange formalities without a smile.

"Fantasma," Daemala looked Ignas hard in the eyes before lifting a wrist towards the Cursed Wood, "Is through those gates, southwest a bit. North of Verinotte."

She turned to face the one who called themselves death. Daemala gave the one who called themselves death the shadow of a smile.

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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ well hello again ”

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 “ Hallo! ”

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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ ummm holla ”

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Catherine Dumitrescu Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Mycenia
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Fog? In the forest? It wasn't unheard of, but still caught her off guard. The blue spark that followed gave her even more cause for concern, especially given there were arcane magics that often gave off such a glow before catching an unlucky mage or unfortunate victim in up in their wicked embrace. Steeling herself against what might potentially come next, Catherine drew on a small tendril of her own power and wrapped it tightly about herself waiting.

"I am..." She started to reply to the voice, expecting nothing less than some obnoxious mage or other that didn't know what they risked in challenging her. At least that's what the last however long in the Dragon's court had been spent; defending territory and putting down dissidents. What she hadn't expected was some scrawny youth, panicking because his fancy electronics hadn't worked the way he had intended them to.

"Aschen?" Catherine asked regarding the youth standing before her. She had a distant and dim memory of a race that had called themselves the Aschen, but it wasn't anything more than that. The impressions they had left were hazy at best, and at worst something she didn't waste her time on. Then he continued to babble on about filming and four wheelers, the purpose of which eluded her.

"Are you done?" She drawled slowly, clearly unimpressed with whatever it was he had been trying to do.

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Character Portrait: Catherine Dumitrescu Character Portrait: Kethyr Naethus Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Mycenia
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Lewis steps out of nothingness, leaving the non-space with the sound of a dull thump.

He immediately reaches into his vest for a GPS device. He's careful, he's had the sound muted and the obscuration spells covered his traces from most means that weren't magical, so he was pretty much covered when it came to the werewolves and vampires out on patrol. He was a near-expert in non-detection as well, able to step lightly and agilely into places that only the best of trackers were able to find, something he's pretty sure is a sense only humans or lesser-powered creatures would have to rely on, as vampires and other 'kin' relied heavily on their higher senses, rather than on basic skills, another thing to be glad for.
If anybody were to notice him, which while unlikely wasn't impossible, they would see what looked to be a shadow that slowly faded into something like a person, then into the armored figure that he would be seen as close-up.

He turns on the GPS, then slowly navigates through the woods, pausing at every snap and noise to analyze his surroundings. He stops around a rotted tree to remove a shovel, a black, folding affair, and quietly navigates to a tree, where he cuts a line wrapped around the trunk.
A large, black bag falls to the ground, which the armored man moves deftly to catch. He lowers it to the ground, opening the straps to reveal an assortment of knives, as well as one hatchet and a short machete. He removes both of the larger bladed implements, attaching them to sheathes at either side of his belt, and then tucks four throwing knives into a strap across his chest. He throws the bag back on after closing it, and then sets off to the next point.

He continues on, gathering a compound bow and quiver at the next stop, and then moves on to his final point, when he comes to a clearing. Well. There were two individuals standing over his next point, about seven yards from where he buried. He supposes he could throw a knife into an eye or fire an arrow from a distance, but he doubts that would prevent him from being noticed. Werewolves, as one of them seemed, were notoriously hard to kill, and he couldn't take it out from a distance with the weapons he had. He might be able to take it in melee, but that would require a grapple, and he didn't have time to spend fighting some dog-blooded freak.

He decides to remain with his anonymity, and just stands where he is, bow in his hands, an arrow nocked, staring directly at the two from some shadows.

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Character Portrait: Catherine Dumitrescu Character Portrait: Kethyr Naethus Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Mycenia
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Lewis, or rather, the Judge, a mindset he quickly forces himself into, doesn't respond for a moment, standing still as the two back away. These aren't people, just filth. Still. Best play nice. He steps forward, putting both of his hands on his shovel. "Don't speak to me." He eyes the werewolf for a moment before beginning to dig, then stops, standing back up to face Kethyr. He pauses for a moment, then unbuckles his weapons belt and drops it on the ground, throwing down the throwing knives, machete and axe, then looks back up at the werewolf. "Happy? Back off. I don't want to fuck with you right now."
He leans forward again and begins to dig again, quickly uncovering a large metal box, which he grabs by the handle and pulls fully out of the earth. It was heavily similar to a rifle case, but much wider. He considers opening it for a moment, then kneels down and grabs his belt off the ground.
"Thanks. Bye."
And with that, only pausing to grab his bow off the ground, he walks away, into the shadows once more, obscuring himself as he does so.