Kaminari Nami
Apr 20, 2023 12:21:42 GMT -5
Post by kaminarinami on Apr 20, 2023 12:21:42 GMT -5
Kaminari Nami
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Race: Centaur
Nationality: Unknown
Appearance: Tawny brown fur with white markings cover her lower body, it's powerful limbs capable of great speed and acceleration. Her upper body is that of a tan skinned, fae featured young woman with an athletic build. Often wearing little more than body paint or tightly bound strips of fabric or leather when in large towns, she carries a crackling spear. With silvery white hair and eyes the color of a clear spring sky, she lives in the wilds, roaming and foraging for all she needs.
Personality: Outgoing and a bit naïve, Nami likes nothing more than to zip through the wide open plains chasing after her next meal. Not one for putting down roots, she roams and camps in the wilds of the world. Often acting as a messenger, guide or as part of a caravan's escort, she likes meeting new people and learning about their cultures. Nami will often exchange small trinkets with people as tokens to the experience and memories, the charms often strung along the folds of her outfit.
History: Born to a pair of noble faebloods, Nami's existence was shunned by both her parents. Her father was a desert dwelling Satyr from Zeinav, her mother an Eladrin who called the Ash Lands home. Nami was an anomaly to her parents from the moment of her birth. Before she had even taken her first steps, she was sent from her mother's home to be left in shame at the edge of their lands. Her earliest memories are of wildflowers, lush fields and sweet berries she foraged. It was almost 3 years before she encountered another sentient, living much like a wild bronco up til then. What approached her was a creature of metal and magic, and confused Nami at first.
It didn't take long to win the young foal over, with a few exotic sweets and a gentle demeanor. Nami followed the metal 'cat' for several days, chasing the treats they offered her and curious about them. Some days later, the pair boarded what Nami thought to be a sea monster, tamed by the men with ropes and cloth to do their bidding. She didn't understand the language of others at the time, knew nothing of the world at large, and reacted entirely on instinct. Cities were something she avoided, often daring not to come within sight of even a rural farm. Now she traveled through one, and onto a floating monster to cross a lake of salty water so vast she couldn't remember how long it took.
The pair left the ship, heading across a strange land of short scrubby grasses, tall shoots of green that were like trees, but also not trees at all. Enthralled, she hardly noticed when they'd arrived at a thick forest of the not-trees. There was a young snake lady building a simple shelter, who came to greet the metal cat before inspecting Nami herself. The snake's hissing voice made Nami rear and back away, until her mind unraveled the meaning of her words, of words in general... Something had happened, somehow this bright blue serpent could speak to her and understand her own simplistic vocalization.
The pair taught Nami about many things in life, spending several years rearing the young, outcast girl into a smart and resourceful centaur. Now she roams the wilds, seeking adventure, thrills and anything to test her own mettle and willpower against.