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The Surfing Sea-Otter

Race: Cadouri
Date of Birth: 17th Vhalar, 699
Age: 25 Arcs old
Languages: Common (Fluent), Gernevoir (Broken)

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Personality

"I'm like the waves!..."

An ecstatic waverider that loves nothing more than a good swim and a party afterwards, Nova is the perfect fit for a place like Rharne, often finding herself drinking and partying at the end of the night. Living for a good time, and hopefully a long one, this Cadouri is a thrillseeking treasure hunter with a heart of gold and a lust for adventure that will likely find herself travelling across Idalos in the search of valuables, friends and better alcohol to drink. Any wealth she makes along the way?

Always a bonus.

Appearance

"...What? Was that supposed to have a followup?"

4'1" in body, 10'2" in spirit, Nova is a small bundle of fluff with enough energy to take down a giant. A few scars from climbing mishaps, combat practice and various bumps and scrapes cover her body but are mostly masked by her thick fur. Her soft beady eyes are often narrowed in the thrill of adventure and her voice is laced with hyperactivity.

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History - Pre-Magic

"This wave's gonna be a big one!"

Growing up in Saoire's realm was a simple but fun time. Starting life as a little Sea Otter (the animal with the densest fur of all animals), she was eventually brought to the realm of Saoire and given sentience after stumbling into a strange light that took her to a dark place. However, to this day she does not know what it was. The first years of her life were spent learning under Saoire's teaching, loving nothing more than a good chin scratch and a story time with the Immortal. But as that time moved forward, her energy levels swiftly increased.

Before long Nova was a bundle of energy, rushing around Saoire's realm daily, swimming where possible and otherwise finding means of keeping herself busy. Practicing mock fights with sticks and showing the other Cadouri how she would be an epic fighter of awesomeness one day. While she had no real idea what the real world held for her, what Idalos would truly be, she knew she was excited. Whatever world was out there held secrets, treasures the likes of which nobody had found in a long time. Perhaps she would be the one to find it all, to seek out the fine treasures of the world and make them her own. To become a hero with said artifacts, protect the innocent and vanquish great demons and sadistic sea beasts!

So long as it didn't interrupt her swimming time.

Then came the day. Released at Scalvoris, Nova immediately set out for sea, diving into the fresh deep ocean and dipping her toes in. Scalvoris seemed a nice place, one with pretty views and many rarities. But as she stayed for a while and learned more of the place, she realized that it was once a pirate haven, sparking a deep interest. Pirates often, at least if the stories were to be believed, meant treasure. Secret riches buried beneath sands, chests filled with enough Nels to buy the fanciest houses of them all. Nova would be rich!

Yet as time went by, despite intensive searches and many pits buried on a number of beaches, Nova quickly realized it wasn't as easy as the stories would have led her to believe. Taking a moment to reasses, the woman realized she would need to take this at a different approach, to be serious about her endeavour if she was going to be a treasure hunter. It wasn't fun and games anymore, though she still had room for those too. It was time to prepare for the real world, to put in the effort to do more.

So Nova set out, purchasing her first Trident and preparing to train with it. As well as the trident, she started to try and improve her body in the best ways she could. She was small, far smaller than most people would be. If she was going to be able to fend for herself in a dangerous world she had to make use of her size. So she climbed, swam and trained her body to be faster and more flexible. If she couldn't oppose her enemies in strength she would do so in agility.

Slowly, as her skills progressed, she started to see the change. Her swimming improved, her form better, and her agility with things like climbing improved. Even using a trident felt a little less uncomfortable to do now, though it was still cumbersome enough that it would take some work to improve it. All that was left was to set out on adventures. So, heading for the nearest boat, Nova sold the house she had made her space in and moved on to other avenues. For some time, she travelled by sea, going from town to town in search of adventure, often going with the same boat in exchange for whatever money she could make and some work around the ship. It was enough to keep her going for some time, and the Captain quickly became a friend of hers.

So when they were attacked once by pirates, Nova prepared her weapons, feeling the tension in her heart swell.

The opposing ship moved to intercept and, before long, made way to board. Arrows launched from the side of one ship to another and Nova ducked into cover, preparing for the inevitable fight on the deck. She had yet to fight anyone that wasn't simply sparring, much less fight for her own life. But she had trained for this. Moments like these made or ended her story - and she had so many more pages to write. Once people stepped foot onto the deck of the ship, Nova stepped out from her hiding spot and prepared.

Almost immediately, the woman was locked in combat with a pirate, sidestepping as quickly as she could to avoid the initial swing before thrusting her trident forward, seeing it deflected. Quickly, she put her agility to use, ducking and weaving mid fight before eventually landing a clean hit of her own. Directly to the chest, the prongs of the trident pierced through the man, forcing him to drop his weapon before she took advantage of the moment. Pulling the weapon out, as pushing was futile with her limited strength, she continued to thrust again - this time landing on the neck.

Swiftly, the man fell to the deck, dead.

Taking a life for the first time was strange, of course, but she had known this day would come as soon as she set out to be an adventurer. Yet thankfully, the tension of it all was broken the moment she watched a massive wave wrap up and drag someone overboard, her eyes widening as she saw the pirates picked off one by one. Stood at the centre of it all, flowing their hands in time with the waves, was the Captain. Then, as a pirate rushed towards her a huge burst of air knocked him back, forcing Nova to clutch on to the wall for a moment. While the man was still trying to stand, Nova watched the Captain seem to blink forward through a sudden tear in space - before lunging down and stabbing him in the chest.

Once the fight was over, Nova could hardly sit still, bursting around the ship with excitement as she praised the Captain. The woman was already a hero in Nova's eyes, but now with this magic? It was all she could think about. Amused by the excitement of the Cadouri, the Captain pondered for a moment, before finally agreeing to teach the girl so long as she understood the risk and was prepared to take it. Without pause and hesitation, Nova nodded excitedly.

Over some weeks the girl prepared, learning the ins and outs of initiations and preparing to undergo them, as well as the risks being explained, as well as the effect it would have on her body. Nova didn't mind any of the risks involved, of course, and the idea of her body changing with her magic was one that had her more excited than nervous. Then came the initiations. Dropped into the ocean with ropes tied around her to ensure she could not swim, the feeling of the waves overwhelming her body, yet her mind remaining vulnerable. Requesting aid from the sea around her, as she had been taught to do. Despite the water, despite the feeling of suffocating, she pleaded.

Then the waves answered.

Once she had become a fully fledged Defier, the Captain insisted she learn basic techniques first before moving on to Rupturing, the magic that had allowed her to teleport. It was an intense initiation, one that saw her across a number of places in Idalos, though namely spots she recalled from her time in Scalvoris and some of the ports she had stopped at. Though despite the places she went to, few held any sad or traumatic memories, the Cadouri focusing solely on returning back to the ship they had started their initiation from. Teleport after teleport, travelling in an erratic way, before eventually it stopped. As the woman opened her eyes and looked around, she saw the boat. Another initiation done.

History - Post-Magic

"...Uh oh...TOO BIG!"

Now, with her magics, Nova made her way to the next city on route. As excited as she was to be trained by the Captain, she remembered her new adventure, and the excitement of the sparks she now had completely overwhelmed her mind. Staying on this boat had grown comfortable, but there was more to this life than comfort to be had. She wanted treasure and the journeys it took to find it - which led her to Rharne. She purchased a home for herself and set to work, listening out for word on treasure and continuing to train as best she could, preparing herself.

Soon, she would be the best treasure hunter of them all.

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Belongings

"Ooooo. Trinkets. Treasures!"

Heirloom item - Good quality surfboard, a gift from fellow Cadouri in Saoire's realm before departing for Idalos

Casual Outfit (Average)
Formal Outfit (Average)
Seaside Outfit - Shorts and a nice shirt (Average)
Winter clothes (Average)

Trident (Average)
Net (Average)

Housing

"The Ocean is my home!...Oh, you wanted my address? Sorry."

A pleasant enough house in Rharne's Earth quarter, Nova seeks to make a better name for herself and (eventually) find a nicer home with plenty of space for her various treasures and riches. Until then, her home remains decorated to the best of her ability, but is mostly plain.

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Mutations

"It changes my SOUL? Cooooool."

Witchmark - Rupture Gleam (Rupturing): When Nova attempts to perceive any distance over 200 feet from away from herself, her eyes spark with motes of light reminiscent of their Rupture portals (A deep flickering blue).

Competent Rupturing - Hyperactivity: Her first proper mutation in Rupturing, Hyperactivity gives Nova a constant pep to her step. When standing still for long periods of time Nova finds herself pacing more, or bouncing on the balls of her feet to keep some movement going. Beyond that, when walking, Nova finds herself walking with more energy than a casual stroll. When left to a quiet and dull day, however, this can lead Nova to need to find means of burning energy - encouraging her to go rush around and make use of her magic to burn as much excess as she can.

Witchmark - Defiance: A soft sea-breeze seems to follow Nova where she goes.