Nesir Aeser

October Year Two

Nesir woke up in a bed that was not hers, in a room with lamps that shone brighter than any lamps she had ever known and a note telling her that her world had been destroyed. The first person she interrogated met was one of her roommates Jade Strider who managed to confuse her even more in three seconds flat by talk of pirates and posers and bros.

She also didn't explain anything useful, claiming they were in the 'Magical Land of Tower Shithive Maggots' and they had been brought through 'a rainbow portal of fairies and make-believe.' She picked on Nesir's dialect and generally was difficult. But they ended the conversation in solidarity, Jade told her to 'eat the oatmeal, try not to puke and to try not to lose her mind the next time the head honchos got bored'. She explained a little about how science was like less ethical magic and then let Nesir go and get into trouble elsewhere.

She discovered her trunk and learned she had six knives, that was it. Which meant she was stuck wearing the weird skin tight suit she had arrived in. She met some more people, learning more information about where she was, who their kidnappers were and that no one truly knew if their worlds had been destroyed at all.

The most important encounter on day one was her meeting with Ganondorf. She mistook him for a shadow creature, a monster if a sentient one and in the name of the Shadow God commanded him to give her information. When he told her he was a king she answered with sarcasm.

That went as well as... Well Nesir was lucky that he only set up fire walls around her and didn't actually set her on fire. After she had been put in her place Ganondorf was actually the most helpful person she had met thus far, explaining how they were from different worlds and how they were prisoners and that only the truly strong would escape.

Nesir walked away from their encounter very aware that she was lucky to be alive.

The next day Nesir awoke in different clothes, a pirate costume (not that she recognised it as such) that she was unable to get off and a command from on high telling her to collect some strange substance called candy. Refusal or failure to do so made the costume get tighter, until it eventually crushed you. She met more people in her travels and came to learn more and more that the worlds others came from were very unlike her own. She quickly learned that being a brat did not get her very far and curbed her anger long enough to try and get answers from people. Her candy hunt took her to all the different floors, each one strange in a different way. She met another roommate Rise and they explored the tower together. She told Nesir about TV and movies.

She had an unfortunate encounter with Enoch who was leaving candy to help others, believing he was one of their kidnappers. Luckily the confusion was dealt with quickly and Enoch explained a little bit more about the tower and the monsters that lived within it. She learned by watching another, more stubborn, newcomer why it was that you had to eat the oatmeal first.

She had been assigned as a morgue worker and was horrified to discover bodies left in caves to rot. The idea of leaving bodies in caves or burying them instead of burning them was something that disturbed her, especially as she learned gradually that it was normal in many of the worlds represented. She met Richtofen in the morgue, dissecting a corpse. He called her a child and suggested she was too young to be there but she asked what he was doing, curious. He explained to her what an autopsy was and admitted he wasn't strictly doing this for science. He taught her how to use a motorised saw and a very very odd friendship was born.

A week after entering the tower Nesir, who was wrecking the workshop in her quest for candy met one Tohko Amano. A girl who would become one of Nesir's enemies. Tohko had already been killed by her costume and transformed into a monster, a monster with blade hands. She cut into Nesir, hurting her. Nesir promised to clean up but then tried to make a run for it. Tohko caught her and they fought, Tohko's transformation had given her extra strength and she overpowered Nesir, cutting off her hand and stabbing her neck. Nesir fell down to the floor below, where Richtofen stole her candy.

Nesir had learned a lot in her week, but not the fact that death wasn't real. Dying in the arms of a doctor who cut people up for fun was terrifying, but Nesir asked him to burn her body, when he was done.

She woke up. Back in her bed, unable to move for twenty seconds and when she could. She had one both hands but only one leg, one eye and a dead parrot was sewn to her shoulder. She had a pistol and a sword and an urge to collect treasure and bury it and make maps. And so she did, she robbed people and buried their treasures on various floors. Candy was the best treasure. She found Tohko, shot her in the shoulder and robbed her, refused to bargain with her and killed her (or rendered her unconscious, she didn't know or care. She figured it was pretty much the same when you just woke up again.)

Tohko later posted on the network asking for her books back in exchange for candy. Nesir had been trying to steal one of the computers and so saw the message. Nesir agreed to the exhange, candy was precious after all and Tohko taught her how to use the network. Nesir returned everything except Tohko's book which she had hidden in her trunk.

And as the month turned Nesir woke up normal, all her limbs, no dead parrot, no compulsion to bury treasure.

November Year Two

Nesir woke up normal and found her training uniform as a 'consolation prize'. She dug up all the non-candy treasure, she put Rise's back on her bed and gathered the rest for if anyone came to claim it. The tower had mysteriously grown, but compared to coming back from the dead that was just mildly weird. She explored new floors and tried to get used to having no structure for the first time in her life. One of the new floors was the graveyard, which disturbed her as much as the morgue did. She met Ganondorf again whilst training and finally gave Tohko her book back. She learned about schools and decided they were a strange concept, somewhere you learned everything before then deciding what you wanted to do. She traded the book for an unspecified favour at a later date.

She met Reno in his bar and offered to get him ingredients in exchange for alcohol. She met Catrina, and talked good and evil with her. Learning that Catrina was a demon, not a light addled idiot. But she was also a succubus, a word Nesir didn't know and mostly just guessed at through context. This interaction ended and all further interactions happened at knife point, Nesir ready to stab if Catrina made one wrong move. A potential ally but a dangerous one.

Nesir disappeared half way through the month, to wander her dead world for two weeks.

December Year Two

Nesir arrived back in the tower, having spent two weeks among the dead. The tower was freezing cold with no heat and nutrition bars in lieu of any real food. Rise got a beehive full of Africanized honey bees that they had to get rid of, because she asked the administrators for honey. She met Hidetoshi and read his notes, an odd alliance born on mutual annoyance and information sharing was born.

She spoke to Gilbert on the network and they decided to rob the restaurant, as they had food and the tower was starving. She also went to a meeting by a person calling for 'strong people'. She and Richtofen came up with a plan to capture and torture some of the blank and red collar workers.

They took down drone workers, she worked with Richtofen, Sephiroth and Lancer. They got no information but Jason, one of the administrators, showed up. They fought him and Jason made Nesir's daggers disappear, shocked her with electricity and then stopped the muscles in her arms and then her legs.

She was carried to a cell, a creepy abandoned hospital style cell. The others were taken too. She was terrified but focused on meditation and finding the emptiness. It was creepy, one of the barrier lights of an empty cell lit up and the air pressure felt strange. A strange figure appeared and spoke in the tongues of a thousand languages. Then it vanished and a young boy, Zo, Nesir would learn appeared. He said that this place was dangerous and that Jason shouldn't have put them there. Then told them to go to sleep.

Nesir woke up in her bed. Shaken she was determined to continue on, now that she knew the power of their captors. She found a girl sewing cloaks and asked what she would want in exchange for making one for her. The girl wanted nothing but Nesir told her she would hunt for some food for her. Rise gave her her spare shoes and Nesir offered to teach her to fight in exchange. They raced to the gymnasium and Nesir gave Rise her first lesson.

Her and Catrina sparred, both taking their anger and fear about what had happened out on each other. As well as the ever present cold there was an illness going around the residents of the tower and Nesir started to feel groggy and ill. She took her temper out of Richtofen and then a little later than planned her and Gilbert decided to rob the resteraunt.

Even though Nesir had seen their captors power. Gilbert had no plan but Nesir sent him to be the distraction whilst she robbed the place. She gathered a feast and they took their spoils to the meadow. They didn't get away with it. A bill appeared on her bed and she refused to pay it. A day later whilst she was going about her usual business she was stopped in her tracks by pain in her chest, her side and her hand, where she could see her thumb had disappeared. As if it had been cut off. Because apparently their captors could remove limbs and organs without being anywhere near. Nesir died of her injuries. She lay low for a week, licking her wounds so to speak.

Finally the flu ended, the heat came back on and they were given food once more. The residents threw a Christmas party, Nesir didn't know what Christmas was but she was happy to be warm and have food. She spoke to Catrina about celebrations of light and dark and Ganondorf (who was wearing a santa clause costume) about honour and dignity. As a 'reward' she received her poisons kit.

January Year Two

Nesir met more people, spoke about people disappearing- their names showed up on headstones in the graveyard and did some carving in the workshop. She met Rei and gave her the hair clip she was making after realising she had no one else to give it to after Rei told her she could sell them for food or warm clothing, that people would appreciate things that reminded them they were human. Rei taught her about handshakes.

She met a man who was desperately looking for someone who had disappeared, someone he could no longer sense. She believed it similar, at least to a warrior bond from her world and so stuck with him, to keep him from doing anything too rash. She made him eat and then offered to spar with him. He told her he couldn't fight girls. Nesir was utterly confused and the more he talked the more confused he got. She figured it was some sort of curse, a very bad one.

There was an... experiment where people believed they had been in the tower much longer than they had been. Nesir believed herself to have been there ten years. She had grown, was twenty five and used to living in a place of horror. She was one of Ganondorf's right hand people and they planned an infiltration into the tower's lower levels. She went to weekly poker games with Saber of White and had a handful of people she called friends as well as a larger circle of people she trolled good naturedly. Her and Hidetoshi had an established partnership of information exchanging. She also knew, through the fake memories that Sephiroth was one of Ganondorf's followers too. She also played death games with Wretched Egg on a regular basis, during one of these during the event Wretched Egg succeeded in drowning her.

When everything went back to normal she still held those memories inside her, she knew them to be fake but she went on to find and meet many of those she had known only in the fake memories.

At the end of January two residents of the tower got married; Reno and Elena. Nesir watched from the staircase. Ruana and Zo appeared and Ganondorf made trouble. She ended the month talking anonymously with someone on the network about names and purposes.

February Year Two

February involved the menu being candy hearts in all the food and also chocolate. It was strange but Nesir liked the mix of sweetness in everything. It reminded her of home.

Nesir's job changed to garbage collector, where she was to collect litter from the tower and burn it in the incinerator. She was not happy about it. Her and Catrina sparred again. Ganondorf came up with a plan that he shared with Nesir, Sephiroth, Richtofen and Naoya. It involved cursing the tower as a distraction and infiltrating the lower levels to find information, a mission that was sure to end in their deaths but could help in the long run. He told Nesir she would be overseeing the infiltration and directly leading one of the groups. Nesir was honoured, though also deeply nervous.

A bunch of people from elsewhere arrived. They didn't have collars and they weren't wearing stupid skin tight clothes. It was strange but Nesir went to meet them and warn them about the dangers of the tower.

There was a question and answer by the administrators. Nesir spoke to Dax briefly about the possibility of sending them to the world the newcomers had come from. After the meeting a bunch of people let off steam by monster hunting, Nesir joined them and fought a giant mass of snakes with a woman called April who used electricity powers.

She also spoke to Ganondorf again who told her she had great potential. Nesir wasn't sure what to feel about the trust he had in her.

Strange music tapes showed up and when listened to had strange, awful effects on people. Nesir managed to avoid being effected or being caught by those who were effected.

She was chosen for a game and took part in 'Little Finger.' She was in a strange dream with a lot of other people where they had to hunt for an old womans missing fingers. She refused to take part in the first round but watched and saw that those who died came back straight away and those that found fingers disappeared. She searched on the second round, she found a finger in a pile of dirt but it was stolen by an owl and taken to a hole in a tree. The owl bit some of Nesir's fingers off when she tried to retrieve the stolen one, her right hand completely useless she tried for the rest of the rounds but failed and was killed.

Nesir's anger was rising. Things kept happening and it was hard to keep her head above water never mind think or plan for the future. The visitors were still there and near the end of the month a strange fog filled the tower. It was safe on the staircases but on all the floors the fog made you see things, people from your past, angry and accusing them, blaming them for their deaths. Nesir was haunted by her sister, by Lotte, by Kant. By all the people she had known in her lifetime.

Some people infiltrated the administrative areas and discovered that they were souls, just souls being put into recycled bodies. The visitors went home, Ruana ate Dax for betraying her. The entire tower was Not Okay. Nesir was Not Okay. Not about Dax, she didn't really care, he had failed he deserved to die, but recycling souls was blashphemy.

She met Zelda who was devestated and made an attempt to reach out to her. Like it or not Nesir lived in the tower and she was a prisoner as much as the light addled fools around her, she had to attempt to keep them strong enough to fight. Her and Zelda spoke about information being their most effective weapon.

March Year Two

Nesir met up with John who had filed the soul extraction process. Seeing was believing, those that held them thought they were gods and now they knew exactly what they were fighting for. She knew she was going to die in the infiltration but that, she swore would be the last time.

She also, in an attempt to help Kuwabara with his 'curse', inadvertently started a debate about feminism on the network. Most important in the people she spoke to was Lancelot, a Knight of his world who spoke to her of honour. He would go on to be a close ally. Kuwabara the not so broken warrior replied and Nesir was furious with him. She claimed he owed her for helping her and swore to call in that favour one day.

She began training in earnest for her infiltration attempt. Her and Sephiroth met properly in the gymnasium. They spoke, both seaking to learn more about the other. She learned he wasn't human and he looked down upon those who were and those without power. He could also fly and had believed his destiny was to rule his whole world.

Finally the day of the infiltration happened. She met Ryoji, a boy around her age who kissed her hand (a gesture of absolute fealty in her world, but not in his, interworld communications are a nightmare). She also met Occelot, a woman who would become a close mentor.

She led the infiltration, when the group split she led one half and Ryoji led the other. They got the information they required and as expected all died.

A few days after the infiltration they met to discuss information. Nesir brought alcohol, most of the villain gang were teetotal but she got Ryoji drunk, they bonded over teasing Sephiroth, as wise kids do.

Then the weather in the tower went through an entire year in a week. In spring it rained, ruining notes, soaking everything through. Summer was oppressingly hot, with thunderstorms and fire dogs, Autumn was gales and winds and Winter was bitterly cold, snowing indoors.

It was awful. She and Hidetoshi did their best to save notes in the spring. In winter she forced Jade and Rise not to freeze to death in bed, shared her cloak with Ryoji, met Wretched egg for the first time since the 'future' and was helped by April and Lancelot when she finally succumbed to the cold. Lancelot explained about his world to her, he was a great warrior she decided, even if he seemed to believe himself without honour.

The weather angered her, she got in a fight with Richtofen, poking at him when he was raging and he tried to shoot her. She escaped without injury.

Then Ryoji betrayed them. It turned out that he wasn't exactly evil. Ganondorf's trust in him had been slightly... misplaced. Nesir went with Ganondorf and Sephiroth to confront him. Before they could do much confonting at all Tohko showed up to rescue him, calling a lightning storm that did very little to Ganondorf and Sephiroth but struck Nesir down, it was like being on fire all over again.

Ganondorf killed Tohko, Ryoji proved how much of an idiot he was and they... made sure he was shown the error of his ways. They parted bitterly.

For two days Nesir put up with the pain of the burns, determined to not give the administrators another excuse to handle her soul. But the anger that had been burning for a while finally got too much.

Growth is knowing it is futile to go on a killing spree in a place where everyone will just return and make your life a misery, so Nesir went to the restaurant and got drunk instead. She gave Rei alcohol, bickered with Hidetoshi and eventually fell asleep on him. She partook in drunken knife fighting and confronted Ryoji.

The next day the price was extracted and she left herself die. Death 'fixed' the burns and a lot of the anger that came with them. She regained her focus and threw herself back into training. She spoke to Ganondorf who admitted to overestimating Ryoji and gave her the task of spying on him, to keep an eye on him. A school was set up in the library and she took part in a philosophy 'class' taught by Chaos.

April, Year Two

The month turned and so life continued. Nesir sought Ryoji out, apologised for shouting at him ad rekindled their friendship. This time on her terms, knowing it was fake on her part but gathering info for Ganondorf.

Half way through the month though she was taken by the administrators and turned into a drone. As were many others in the tower. She went about her tasks, attacking those that broke the rules. Including Occelot and Sephiroth and she was killed herself by Shiki.

Five days of chaos and Nesir was back to normal. She didn't know how to feel. Being controlled was nothing new to her, but being controlled and not even having her mind her own, was new and she hated it. She got a 'reward', the dress Lotte had bought her for midwinter, that she had never worn because of her failed mission. She and Occelot spoke, Nesir letting herself speak for the first time about her fear, that this place could control your very mind, turn your limbs off, remove organs without even touching you. Occelot told her she had a plan and to give her time. Nesir agreed. She and Lancelot sparred.

Her and Sephiroth spoke on freedom and blame.

A few days after things had calmed down she met Ryoji who had spent time in a room that removed memories. She got angry at him and took it upon herself to make sure he stayed away from it, before he lost everything. April taught her how to play video games. Her roommates made a pillow fort in their room, confusing Nesir.

May, Year Two

Ryoji moved rooms, Nesir wondered if he had disappeared but managed to find him. She continued her spying but, unbeknown to her Sephiroth had noticed her friendship with Ryoji and not knowing the task Ganondorf had given her took it upon himself to ruin it. He projected feelings onto Ryoji and Nesir and she began to feel like she liked Ryoji more than just a friend.

Ganondorf chaired another meeting of evil. This one was a lot more inclusive to anyone who was anywhere near not-good in the tower. Nesir was a lot more cautious, after what had happened with Ryoji. She met like minded people and rolled her eyes at the stupidity of people, even those on the shadows side.

Rumours began being written on the walls believed completely by those who read them. Some came true, some could be changed. Nesir probably knew better than to write rumours, especially when they also got carved into your own skin. But she did so, she helped Saber when she got hurt but changed Saber's rumour the moment Saber left. Ganondorf is the one true king of animus was Nesir's message.

As well as carving in walls she also carved in wood, making gifts for those she knew. Some out of friendship, some to repay debts, some to make a point. She made Sephiroth a tree and a note asking if he had forgiven her for her actions as a drone. As hoped he met her at the tree they had once climbed together. They spoke and Sephiroth admitted that he wasn't really angry at her, but at the administrators. They agreed to work together.

Her and Rei had an arm wrestle on the beach, Rei told her about her home and the giant machines they fought in. Nesir began messing with the sand, making shapes and soon she and Rei had made a mud village, villagers and some monsters. It was incredibly childish and unlike anything Nesir had ever done before. It was a lot of fun.

She found Richtofen under her bed (a slight changing of a rumour she had made). Then despite all of the bad feelings she got about writing a fourth rumour she did it anyways, writing you will die if you don't obey Ganondorf. It got changed to "you will die if you read this message and carved itself on her face. She met a cake summoning which who was less than helpful. Rise and Occelot tried to help her as did Kuwabara who was the last person Nesir wanted to see. She also met with Sephiroth who she bickered with, he told her just to die and unfortunately the rumour came true with perfect timing and she did so.

There was a masquerade ball organised by a group called Pandora. On the back of the invitation was a message Remember this: There will come a time when everything around you seems to be not what you thought it was, and you won't know what to believe about anything at all. At that time, look for something that is still true.

Nesir's interest was piqued and she went to the ball. The ballroom floor had masks that made everyone completely anonymous. Her and a mysterious figure spoke about hope. They gave her a message to pass on Hope is our friend.

She met with Ryoji again, Sephiroth continued projecting emotions on them resulting in them kissing, a confusing and weird moment and one Nesir quickly figured out was not caused by her own emotions though it would be a little longer until she figured out it was Sephiroth's doing.

And so the month... And a year came to an end.

June, Year Three

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Okay so Nesir here is a bit of a brat, but she is also a very skilled assassin and trained in spying. She has no one to report to in the tower but she will probably still try to gather information because yeah creepy horror tower, she wants out.

Edit: She will likely report to Ganondorf, but only if you seem very interesting or have cool information and I will always make sure it's okay with you before hand!

She also do be speaking like this when she do be nervous or angry or do be wanting to get under your skin. Also when she do be comfortable with you. It is her natural accent but she can speak in a neutral way when she wants to. However she will probably revert to her normal way of speaking at least at first. I realise this might be annoying so if you want to opt out please do!

So if you could fill in this permissions form so I don't flail every time I tag someone that would be great!

<b>Name:</b> <b>Character name(s) and journal(s):</b> <b>Is it alright for Nesir to gather information on your character that may or may not be used at a later date?</b> <b>If so is there anything you rather she doesn't find out?</b> <b>Is it fine for her to attack your character if she finds them a threat or an annoyance?</b> Note if your character has magic or powers they will be able to fight her off easily. <b>If they do fight is it fine for her to injure your characters?</b> <b>Do you wish to opt out of her speaking in ridiculous incorrect grammar?</b>

Player Information

Name: Katy
Personal Journal: adala_albahar
Age: 23
Contact Info: AIM: Jipaltara, Plurk: damua
Other Characters Played: Suzaku Kururugi, Shion, Taiki, Romeo

Character Information

Character Name: Nesir Aeser

Character Age: 15

Character Gender: Female

World Description: Nesir's world is as large as earth with cultures as vast and different as our own. It is a world locked in a never ending war of good and evil, a war started by gods and continued by humans. To the ordinary person that is the end of it, you either follow the teachings of the gods of light or you follow the god of darkness. To them it is simple, living a good life being kind to those around you, working hard and resisting those who try to tempt you is sufficient to follow the bright gods. To those in the shadows its a bit harder, remaining secret while finding those who share your beliefs, small pockets of darkness most often involved in petty crime. Secret shadowy organisations infiltrating the leaders of the lands, or bands of bandits. All have the same aim; to spread chaos and fear. To pave the way for the shadow lord.

Of course things are a little more complicated, because the gods have, since the beginning of time granted their powers to those they govern. All living creatures in the world have power, power to be tapped into and used but for most of them it is locked away. They have no way to channel it. That is the difference between power and magic.

Generally speaking only humans have magic, of course there are exceptions. Every so often you hear tales such as cats that can shoot fire from their eyes destroying whole villages. But such happenings are rare and magic is generally considered to be a human trait.

There is no rhyme or reason as to which humans manifest magic, children of nobles or orphan street children. The magic tends to manifest around the age of fourteen and can be dangerous if they are not found and trained. Though some are trained personally by other magic users most are sent to a temple in the mountains; the only one of its kind and home to all magic users and those that serve them.

Once trained these magic users are priests and priestesses, sworn to serve one of the gods of light. Each god encourages different specialities in those that serve them.

These are:
Healing: looking after the sick, using magic to help the injured in battles and every day life. Many go out into the world to provide care to those that need it.
Knowledge: Most those that serve the god of knowledge remain in the mountains teaching those that come to learn, some also go out into the world.
Justice: They try and bring light to the world, either by settling village disputes or advising Queens, or vigilante crime fighting.
Discovery: They deal with all things powerful and magic, be it taking down those cats with fire spouting eyes, finding old items containing power or searching for children capable of magic and ensuring they get trained.
War: The most martial, for they are completely preoccupied with the fight against the shadow god. They aim to bring peace to the world by fighting evil everywhere they see it, going out to hunt down those that follow the shadow god and wipe out all evil from the world.

Of course there are also priests who follow the shadow god, they live among the others; often pretending to be servants of one of the five bright gods. They seek to spread chaos and pave the way for the shadow god to consume all.

But priests and priestesses are not the only ones to whom the temple is home. A school of warriors, from all around the world live there. Their duty and calling is to protect those with magic, lending the inherent power that lies within them to serve their priests. Though there are other places where fighters can be trained this is the most diverse, accepting people with no training; where sons of kings train next to peasant children and all are forged into the greatest warriors of all time. Seeking no honour for themselves but only that the priests can fulfill their destinies.

As mentioned before their are many countries in Nesir's world, the temple is apart from all of them; those that train there priest or warrior give up their nationality and swear to serve the world as a whole. Gauig is warm, dry and dusty. The capital being known for it's ales and meads. A country wracked with war with its neighbours, petty land squabbles that swelled every so often. The capital where Nesir grew up is on the coast; they have a heavy fish diet and are the largest producers of honey. They are ruled by a Queen and inheritance is the choice of the current ruler; the throne sometimes going to distant cousins if the rulers children are not deemed worthy.

The only place in her world that Nesir has gone to is the mountains where the temple was, though she traveled though a few different lands to get there she didn't stay long and had very little contact with those that lived there. Temple life was very rigid and she struggled to come to terms with the much colder climate, where snow lay on the ground for at least half the year.

Character Background:
In general it is assumed that everyone in the world is born good, if they grow up in a good family with strong values they will remain good and work for benefit of others.

It doesn't always work that way, sometimes people go bad. They begin to serve the shadow lord; humans and humans they are easily corrupted. But as the ranks of the shadow found often; that which could be corrupted could be redeemed. However much you tried someone who grew up believing a way of life to be correct will struggle to adapt to a new one.

These were the findings of a small group of shadow priests one of whom was an ambitious woman called Elena. If their main issue with finding new agents of the shadow to remain loyal to them was that the light always pulled them, then surely the solution was to bring a child up believing that the shadow was correct.

So she sent her warrior Kant to father a child; he came back with two and she handed them over to a small band of shadow agents; at an inn in the capital city of Gauig to raise in the darkness.

So Nesir's life began, she wasn't called Nesir at the time. When she was ready to go out to the world she had to be untraceable. Humans are humans and make mistakes and mistakes were costly when made by a shadow servant. So her name would be given later, when it was her only name; traceable only to the person she was meant to be.

From an early age the girls lived double lives. In the daytime their mornings and evenings were taken up serving customers in the inn, scrubbing dishes, doing whatever jobs were given to them. It would have been easy work if the tavern had been a friendly clean place. However the Apple's Heart in Gauig was the sort of place light fearing men avoided. The inside was a dank dark place, with shadowy corners where drunken men gambled their lives away, where thieves met and plotted.

The afternoons were the girls time to do what they wished, the inn was quiet, before people arrived for the evening, and the keepers would rather the girls were out from under foot. So in the afternoons the girls played in the city, they were friends with the street children and thieves. They were soon prized among the children as the two girls proved to be good thieves, quick and good at hiding. Such activities were permitted and encouraged by their guardians, after all they were useful skills.

Once the inn began to quiet, in the early hours of the morning the children were woken from their sleep for their lessons; some lessons were the same as any other children of traders and innkeepers. Reading, writing, how to count and reason. Others not so common; how to walk silently, move in shadows, how to fight and how to kill.

When the girls were deemed old enough to understand they made their pledge to the shadow god, becoming servants of the shadow officially. They knew it was something to be kept secret and rarely even spoke about it among themselves. By the time the girls were eleven they were sent on their first missions.

Nesir found the tasks given to her exciting, each one a little bit more risky, the fear of being caught igniting the adrenaline inside her. She didn't mind killing, after all it got her praise. She knew she was serving the shadow god and above all it was fun. She had speant her life learning how to and it was good to put those skills to good use.

Her sister though did not take to such things as well. She had always felt things deeply and one day things seemed to have changed. She had been on a mission and Nesir wasn't sure if her sister had met someone who had put ideas in her head or if she had come to the conclusion herself but one night Nesir walked in on her crying in the small room they shared. She confessed that she thought the shadow god was wrong and made Nesir promise to never tell a soul.

She promised but her promise never even had to be tested for a few days later she was summoned by Tawin; one of the innkeepers. She never learned fully what happened but her sister had failed. Been deemed a failure and a danger to them all. Their guardians; worried that the taint had spread they ordered Nesir to kill her sister to prove her loyalty to the shadow god.

Of course Nesir did so; she loved her sister but obedience had been drilled into her and if her sister was truly a danger... She didn't expect the sadness though; unlike the satisfaction that usually came when she completed a mission she was hit with loss and grief.

Left to her own devices for a few days but barred from leaving the inn Nesir worried, had they decided she was to be killed as well? Did they not want her anymore? When she was finally summoned it was Elina she faced. The priestess informed her that she was being sent to a far off temple; a place where she would train to be a warrior like Kant. To serve a magic user when she became strong enough. There was a large faction of shadow servants there and they would continue Nesir's training.

And so Nesir left her city of dust and honey and travelled North, the journey took a few weeks and at that time she learned all their was to know about her new role. She was given a name for the first time; Nesir Aeser. An innkeepers daughter whose family was murdered by shadow servants a few weeks before, acting on her parents final wishes to go and train as a warrior.

She knew to keep her training secret. Nesir was to know some basic unarmed fighting but that was it. Arriving at the citedel Nesir initially struggled. It was much colder than her home had been and she had the unfortunate luck to be put in a room with a girl from a neighbouring country, one that had been at war with Gauig on and off for years. The girl; Kes, picked on her accent and they fought. Before her first day had even began Nesir found herself in the trainers office in trouble.

Things continued as they began, Nesir's accent got her teased. Her small stature and young age; for there were not many recruits who were only twelve. She continued with unarmed training and began to learn daggers; how to throw them and fight with them. However she didn't settle. She was angry all the time, angry with her life, angry at Elina for sending her to this stupid cold temple where everyone picked on her and she was supposed to be at the beck and call of magic users. It didn't take very long to sneak out of the grounds. As a basic trainee she wasn't allowed to leave the temple at all but after a week of watching the guard routines she snuck through and down to the nearest town.

It was there she found some companionship. In the roughest inns where no one cared if her rough cloak hid a temple uniform, if she was young and spoke with an accent so thick people struggled to understand her. She had fast hands and a good eye and though she had no money to gamble with she sought out those that did, lending her skills for a cut of the profits.

Back at the temple she continued to be constantly in trouble, including one awful time where she turned up to training drunk. After a weak of extra chores that made her feel like every bone in her body was going to shatter with pure exhaustion Nesir made sure to sober up before turning up to training.

Her first year in the temple was marred with fights and trouble. She almost got kicked out a few times but the temple truly did believe that everyone had potential. So the punishments continued and Nesir grew more sullen.

She did manage to make a friend though, a young boy named Ral who stood up for her and watched her back. Nesir thought he was an idiot, he wore his heart on his sleave and tried to be kind to everyone. But for a light fearing fool he wasn't too bad and Nesir liked the company.

However the two of them attracted the attention of a group of mid ranked bullies who tried their best to make their lives a misery. Holding them in hostage to the other they held them under their thumb and Nesir's days became long dreary ones of pain and training.

After she had been in the temple about six months she met Lotte, a noble girl who she clashed with initially. She was a magic user who had came to the warrior training yards to learn woodcraft. Nesir laughed at her skills and Lotte laughed at Nesir's accent and fighting.

But a week or so later on one of her missions for the shadow cell of the temple she was paired with Lotte; the young priestess in training was also destined to serve the shadow god and slowly but surely their friendship grew. It was not an ordinary friendship, they bickered constantly but they taught each other; Lotte teaching Nesir the valuable skill of talking in a neutral voice, masking her accent and way of talking. They were often paired together, the shadow cells of the temple pushing them together in hope of creating a powerful team for the future. Among the shadow god sworn Nesir was known as Culbu Tiri, a name she had even less connection with than Nesir but it was hers nonetheless.

When Nesir was thirteen, after about eighteen months in the temple she got into a fight; nothing unusual, after all she was dragged to the training masters office on a weekly basis due to fights or misbehaviour. This one started much the same as usual; an arrogant priestling throwing his weight around, clashing with Nesir who as usual couldn't control her tongue or her fists.

However instead of punching back the trainee priest merely set Nesir on fire. They were found quickly, the boy stopped; Nesir healed and them both punished. The trainee for misuse of magic and losing control of his temper. Nesir for daring to strike a magic user. Life she decided was grossly unfair and Nesir carried with her a real fear of fire and a much bigger respect for the magic priests and priestesses wielded.

There was an attack on the temple and Nesir saw for the first time the real damage that the forces of light and darkness could do to one another. She fought on the side of the light for she had to and watched the execution of her siblings in the darkness. Everything she was taught by the shadow servants she found to be true in her lessons of the light and what she saw around her and became more determined that the shadow god should win this war.

However she wasn't so sure of her own place in the world. As young people often are she chafed at the directions she was being pulled in, a student of the temple, a child of the shadow. Promised to vow with Lotte when they both were fully trained; to give her life and power to her for ever. A daunting idea but part of a temple warriors life. Her loyalty to Lotte clashed with her loyalty to Elina. Her hatred of the light clashed with her loyalty to the temple. She struggled pulled in many directions angry that her life was not hers to control.

She was almost fifteen when she was finally deemed ready to pass out of basic training. She had taken longer than most trainees because of her age and her temper. But by this time she had learned to curb her temper, to say the right things in the right voice. She was sent into the wilderness to survive and find her way back, a test of her abilities.

A test she passed albeit very narrowly. Limping back to the temple the required ten days later she was half starved with a badly twisted ankle and a low grade fever. But she had survived, she reached the ranks of acolyte.

However the test had been more than just a physical and mental test. For the first time in her life Nesir was out of reach of those who controlled her. She could run, run and run and never stop. Find a place where she could be herself. Where she didn't have to worry about offending Elina, or bringing disgrace on her upbringing. On being caught by the forces of the light or accidentally betraying the shadow.

In the end she returned though, because something drew her back to the temple. Lotte, Ral, friends she had never wanted. People she had been planning to use and leave behind. She made her decision, she would return she would work hard and become a warrior. The greatest the shadow had ever known. Then she would destroy the temple and everyone who had ever dared hurt her.

An acolyte and her inner turmoil settled for now she threw herself into training with new vigour surprising her teachers who praised the training master; it had indeed been the pride the rising up in rank and the responsibilities that came with it that had been needed to settle the unruly trainee. Everything went well; she turned fifteen without much fanfare and for the first time in a while things were going well for her.

Until mid winter that was. In the midsts of celebrations she was sent on a mission that would shake the temple. It went wrong, horrifically so; a kid she had been training in the ways of the shadow turned on her. After a fight where she killed the boy Lotte was not where she had agreed to be. Hiding the body Nesir left her post and went to look for her, there were far too many people around; despite the fact they should be all inside celebrating. She ran into a drunk Kes and they fought, matched in strength they dealt each other blows with their full force before a friend of Kes' turned up; a priest friend of Kes' who threw Nesir into a tree knocking her unconscious.

The days after midwinter were holiday and so no one noticed Nesir missing. In fact it was her who saved her own life; for if the body of the boy hadn't been found they would have never been a search for any other victims of the awful attack.

In a lot of ways Nesir got lucky, if they had waited until after the holiday she would have been passed saving but magic managed to save all of her save two fingers on her right hand. Taken by frost sickness her index and middle finger had to be cut away to stop the sickness from spreading to the rest of her hand.

To make Nesir's anger even worse she overheard Elina and Kant speaking whilst she was half delirious with fever; learning that Kant was her father. When she woke she never gathered the courage to ask, but it is something that makes her wonder. Did she dream it or was it real? It adds to her anger.

Which fed her frustration; those months of learning to use a dagger again, the loss of strength. Learning to write in her left hand, the sickening feeling she would be cast away by Lotte, or deemed a failure by the rest of the shadow circle. She wasn't; she was punished of course for her failure but they deemed that the missing fingers were a lesson for her to be more careful in the future.

And that is the canon point she is taken from.

Personality:
The most important thing to remember about Nesir is the difference between what she should be and what she is. In theory Nesir should be both Nesir and Culbu. Nesir being a polite young girl who keeps her head down, works hard; who lost her parents to the darkness and wishes to fight for the power of light. Culbu being a talented assassin, wreathed in shadows and secrecy, completely loyal to the shadow god.

In reality she doesn't quite hit either of them head on. Arriving at the temple was a shock to her system and Nesir doesn't do change well, still wracked with grief from the death of her sister she lashed back in the only way she could; against innocents who really had done her very little harm. This made her unlikable and though that is not an excuse for the bullying she experienced it made her much less able to deal with it in any productive way.

She had no allies in her teachers whose lessons she skipped or ignored, the other trainees saw her as rude. Ral was in no position to help and so she became more sullen and more angry; a vicious circle that even as an acolyte she had not quite gotten out of.

Even as Culbu she isn't able to completely be the loyal mindless follower she was supposed to be; she resents being told what to do if she sees no gain from it, she hates being used as a pawn though she is aware that that is what she is. She might harbour dreams of revenge and absolute power but she knows them for what they are; dreams.

So who she really is is a girl who is getting slowly better at acting. Once she became an acolyte she was able to fool her teachers she had had a change in heart, she can keep her face blank and her tone neutral. She can mask her accent so no one knows where she comes from. They are all tools that she uses to get what she wants.

But she still slips, when she is confronted with new situations, when she is scared or worried. She can be rude; not because she doesn't know how or why to be polite but because she doesn't really care about most people. If they follow the light gods and have no power to punish her then she sees them as stupid mindless puppets. Ral is an exception; but he was the first person to show her kindness since the death of her sister and so won her loyalty.

Because Nesir is loyal; it is tremendously hard to win. True loyalty that is; she will profess loyalty to the shadow god, the shadow circle and Elina but the only two people who have her true respect and loyalty are Ral and Lotte. She is starting to learn how important it is to have allies, those that like you well enough to help you in times of trouble.

Nesir's beliefs are another thing that effect her personality and the way she deals with people and situations. Coming from a world where good and evil have lines and rules and are starkly contrasted to one another Nesir truly believes that they are merely two sides of the same coin. She was brought up evil yes, but she ran the streets with pick pockets who burned sacrifices to the gods of light.

Stealing was considered an evil action but if your motives were good then you could still be a follower of the light gods. Murder was a much bigger crime in the eyes of those gods yet Nesir has witnessed those of the temple killing, in self defence and to bring the world to light. But what does she fight for if not the defense of her and her brothers and sisters of darkness and to bring the shadow over the world.

She's not stupid she would never argue these points; the shadow circle would worry about her turning and the light addled would know she was not one of them. The fate of a captive shadow servant is grim; more evidence to support her beliefs.

But it does mean she sees the world a little differently; separating it into those that actively fight for their side and those that sit back and do nothing. To Nesir there is nothing so pathetic as the light addled peasant in his field, worshiping the gods of light yet barely understanding what needs to be done to keep the balance of the world in the bright gods favour.

Nesir can enter a meditative state called the emptiness. This is normal in her world, and there is nothing magical about it. It is merely a mindset where you close yourself off from the world, helping you to fight, bare pain or think clearly. The way you reach it differs between people and says a lot about their personality. For Nesir she imagines a storm sucking everything into it and devouring it all. All the bad, the good, everything around her; every part of her life before it finally devours itself leaving Nesir in calmness.

I have mentioned that she only truly respects Lotte and Ral, she does however have many who she respects through fear or necessity. The shadow circle, Elina and magic users. Even before her run in with the priest trainee she knew magic users were to be obeyed and respected. It had been drilled into her from an early age; which didn't stop her thumping the those in training when she thought they were being idiots. She does obey though; if reluctantly and show respect; if begrudgingly.

Nesir is a girl who knows how to use her skills and talents wisely. She looks younger than she is; something that she found useful as an assassin; who suspects a child after all? She looks weaker than she is; which helps her in fighting. It is easier to beat an opponent who underestimates you. She knows she is not great at making allies and so unless it's necessary she finds other ways to bring people around or force them to do as she wishes.

Above all Nesir keeps her true feelings deeply hidden; sometimes they escape but she makes sure to mask them. Grief for her sister came out as agression, the guilt is locked away and probably will never be examined. Fear is shoved into dark corners of her mind; she plunges into the emptiness whenever she feels threatened. Pain is to be weathered for showing it is weakness. And weakness leads to death; Nesir doesn't want to die because despite it's pain and dangers she enjoys her life; it is a thousand times better than a safe life of fading into obscurity.

And she will punch anyone who tries to convince her otherwise.

Abilities:
Like everyone in her world Nesir has power that comes from within her. However she is not magic; she has no way to channel the power inside her and so it just lies dormant unless drawn from her by a priest or priestess of her world.

She is a capable fighter, fighting with two daggers, able to throw daggers also. Though she is still learning to cope with the loss of her fingers she pushes herself hard, trying to maintain her dual wielding fighting style whilst glad she decided to learn to fight with both hands in the first place. She has a working knowledge of poisons and is a talented assassin. She knows basic field first aid (albeit very outdated in modern terms) and the basics of how to survive in the wilderness for short periods of times. (Just don't let her try and forage mushrooms or berries...) She was pretty decent at forgery but this is a skill lost to her until she becomes better at writing with her left hand.

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