Solomonari:NERIO/Nalkans/Vera
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Vera
Summary:
| Full Name | Vera Sievers |
| Alias | The Librarian |
| Age | ~132 (29 pre-Nerivia) |
| Species | Nalkan (Nalkan-Daevite) |
| Gender | Genderfluid, usually represented as female |
| Affiliation | Kalmaktama Empire (Karcist)
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Appearance:
Vera is of average height and build, standing about 5’8 and weighing in at 120lbs. The fringes of her hair are a scarlet red, which fade into a black the closer it gets to the roots. From her head sprouts four horns. Two curl inwards, and have the same red-tip as her hair. The other set are black and sprout out and forwards. She adorns this set with Daevite jewelry of her past life. She wears very large circular glasses, even if she does not need them, because she thinks they are cute. Her skin is a pale white, and her sclera are almost completely red, with white irises and red pupils. She has goat ears and a goat tail. She is not muscular in the slightest..
For normal wear, she is seen wearing a modest brown cloak draped over her oligarchy robes. The brown cloak is very tattered from a lot of wear and tear after years of non-stop usage, both in Adytum and in Nerivia. She wears this cloak almost daily, as it is a very good windbreaker and keeps the sand out. If she is needed for formal wear, she will ditch the cloak and only go in her Oligarchy robes, which are almost pristine red robes wrapped carefully and precisely, held together with a pink-hued sash and a red tweed-rope. She has a collection of accessories she’s collected in the dunes of Nerivia, the most prominent of which being an ornate iron cross that she wears.
History:
Vera was born some time during the Daevite Empire, during the very beginnings of Ion’s rebellion, and was put into a scribe position for one of their many grand libraries. It was here that she studied the years of oppression that the Daevites had pressed upon her people, which only made her rage fester for them more and more. She bided her time and waited, studying basic magic in her slave barracks during the very rare moments of privacy. It wasn’t until the city went under siege by the Nalkan armies that she was able to escape with armfulls of tomes on thaumaturgy.
During the duration of the wars, she was placed firmly in the backlines studying new forms of carnomancy and other generic thaumaturgy to supplement the frontline fighters and other such soldiers as they tore through the Daevite forces. By the time the rebellion had ended, she had become a learned magician and a Solomonari.
Vera was one of the scholars assigned to the studies of The Ways and how they were able to function, and volunteered herself to be one of the first groups through. Of course, this ended in a slight miscalculation, and she along with the rest of Akisa’s peoples were stranded on Nerivia. It didn’t bother the Librarian in the slightest, it was a welcome sight to teach fresh minds who were eager to learn the ways of the Nalkan.
Of course, peace never lasts on Nerivia.
The Librarian was left with abject horror, awe, and a morbid fascination as the viral bomb was dropped onto the Nerivian landscape, turning it from its once-lush forests and beautiful paradise, to the now-barren desert landscape that it is now. All the life that had flourished, wiped out in that one instant. It’s become the Librarian’s duty now to continue the documentation of the Kalmaktama Empire as it’s seen on Nerivia, and to study the ruins the Natives had left in a desperate attempt to find some sort of counter measure, or other such tool that could be used on the Daevites to fully drive them out once and for all.
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