Nimahi Moonwhisper

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Brief Explanation
Nimahi, of Dorthonion. (Friends call her Nima)
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Nimahi have a taciturn personality, and prefer to stay away from the crowd. She is a calm and friendly young woman, and can be really sweet. But in her younger years she been frighten and that´s why she usually stick to herself and sit alone in her shell. Only when the loneliness gets to hard it drives her out to seek contact with others.
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Physical Traits
Nimahi has darkblue short hair, she dress in black leather, her tabard is red and it´s the only colour she prefer to wear. On her everyday hunt, she wear natural colours and stronger armor. Everyday she paint markin on her face, markings that stands for her family name. Her companion, Hima, a ghost leopard, never stay far away from Nimahi and follow every forstep she takes.

Personal Notes
Nimahi is a shy but still proud Elf. At first sight she can be observant and quiet, but not far away to give a smile. She is allways polite and show deep respect. Allways sharp and ready to take impressions to her heart and learn from it.

Somedays are bad days, when her longing for some company, and her loneiness been too long, she is sad and hang her head down.

She is friendly and sweet, but as long someone don´t intimidates her, or are pushy, she won´t draw her bow at them or fade into the shadows.

Guild
Nimahi is a part of the Court of the dark rose. Where she found herself like home, still waiting for any sign of her lost mother and siblings.

History
Nimahi was born in Darkshore, but her family moved to Darnasuss just after her birth.

But Nimahi´s Tale starts when her life took a turn...

Nimahi was just a young child, but her father had given her permission to go out in the woods and hunt, for the first time alone. It was autumn season. With her young strength she explode and ran wild, jumped between the rocks and over the stream bubbling with the water of early fallen snow. Her cheeks was light red from the cold air and her heart pulsed fast, and sh e felt so alive and free.

When she got home she could feel something was not right, there was no sound of her brother and sister fighting, or her mothers calm voice singing while she prepared dinner. She opened the door slowly and carefully stept inside. Her home was in total mess, and empty. When her eyes been used to the dunkle dark, she walked through the awfull silence and glanced furtively at the room. What she saw made her tottered out of the house backwards. Inside her father lied...dead by his sword.

Terrify´d she fell to her knees in the gras, chocked and scared, too scared to cry. She grab som gras and dirt in her hand, and could feel Elunes strength comfort her soul. A deep pulsing from the earth whispered to her with a old and wise voice. "thou shall not fear my child"

Not long after her familys disappearance some human men found her in the snow, digging for som earthroot to eat. Themself needed money so they simply sold her to a family that needed help on their farm. Nimahi could not at first understand a word they said, but in time she learned standard common. Naturly she was not born to be a thrall, and the humans tried to tame her to be calm and stay indoors. Many hard words and punishments made her have trubbles to trust other people. But with time she fortunately met a older Elf, that gave her some money for food and supplies - that way she bought herself free from the farm.

Some years passed by, autumn season after season. And there was no sign after her family. But rumours had been spread that they still was alive. Nimahi did´t give up hope, even now she is still waiting for them. The memory of her familys faces has been old, and she is not sure if she will recognize them anymore. Her still young age makes her still vulnerable on her risky walk through the mountains. Even if she been accepting her emtyness inside her heart, she sometimes just sits down in silence and cries for someone to just hold her. A simple kiss on the forehead, to light her endless night.

Family
Mother: Missing

Father: Dead

Brother: Missing

Sister: Missing